Somewhere, on the Blue Phoenix Continent, someone had just gotten news of Grandmaster Mo's death. The person frowned deeply. His expression was gloomy.
"Grandmaster Mo was assassinated in South Phoenix," he muttered as he stroked his long beard. "Who might have killed him?"
"Southern Phoenix is the birthplace of Grandmaster Mo. He had spent a lot of time there ever since the seawater monster appeared. I think it has something to do with that," said another.
The first man didn't answer right away. He was still frowning as if he were in deep thought. Then he said, "Grandmaster Mo might want to face that monster. However, he is not a fool."
"Immortal Lord Yang, what do you mean?"
"He wouldn't be able to continue fighting that monster if he didn't have the confidence to win," said the long-bearded old man who was called Immortal Lord Yang.