Above the sea, one could see a distorted vortex.
Within the vortex, tree roots and branches were frantically swaying, attempting to draw in all creatures nearby.
At that moment, a large ship collided with the vortex.
Wherever the ship passed, the twisted sea area began to recover.
The tree roots were constantly retreating.
What made the roots most fearful was the white dog swimming around the ship.
All distortions were but mist to it, instantly shattering.
Perhaps it wasn't the ship that was crushing the distortions, but this dog.
Yet, none of the people on the ship paid attention to the dog.
At this time, a middle-aged man was looking at Jiang Hao with some fear.
He had thought he was just dealing with some young noble, but hadn't expected such ferocity.
However, his cultivation didn't seem very high.
But no matter what, calling someone 'senior' couldn't be wrong.
As for now, he didn't dare to speak anymore, he could only listen quietly.