The Eccentric Smiling Face in the Stone Stele

Three warriors captured by the iron chain died on the spot.

One of them was Li Yue Feng's butler, an expert at the First Sky of Original God Realm. He didn't even have time to react.

The chain had absorbed all of their blood, flesh, and Qi, leaving just a layer of gray skin sloppily on the ice ground. The dead atmosphere hovered in this area.

The pirates and the warriors of the three big forces recognized the lethal attack. Their hearts were pounding fast. This feeling came from deep inside their souls as if a venomous snake was gazing at them, attempting to bite them in any minute.

No one knew what to do.

Instinctively, warriors of the three big forces started to move towards Shi Yan.

They couldn't explain why, but they felt safer when they were close to Shi Yan's fire sea.

However, Shi Yan, the person that people counted on at this moment, was not happy with that. The anxiety in his soul became more vehement.