He was the kind of guy whose Primordial Spirit was injured. He didn't dare to reveal his identity, as if he went to the East Sea, he would definitely be slaughtered by the Old Dragon King as an appetizer.
Heading west was out of the question too—back then, the terrifying scene of the Emperor's Liquid being cornered before it even fell still haunted his mind. He would never go there even if it meant dying.
So he could only continue south, deeper into the deep sea.
He never expected that, having come so far, he would just happen to meet Feng Buju and his party.
And even glimpse their secret.
In an instant, the four characters "Dao to Death" shone brightly in his mind, making sure he didn't miss them.
This was his disaster.
On the other side, Yu Ziqing glanced toward the Black Robed Man.
"Someone is watching us."
As soon as Yu Ziqing finished speaking, Zizaitian started struggling madly.
