Death Soul Hand

In a dark world among the Spiritual Sea, where the Heaven Earth Yuan Qi flowed chaotically:

“The target of the Pursuit of Death has appeared once more.”

A figure wearing a black cloak and holding a Token of Death glanced toward a certain direction in the Spiritual Sea.

His body was like light as he moved unharmed through the chaotic storm.

Weng~~

The Token of Death in the Death Guard’s hand gave off a weird disturbance as it sent and received wisps of information.

“Unfortunately, the Yuan Qi here is too chaotic, so the news can’t travel very far.”

The Death Guard murmured.

A while later, his Token of Death shook as it received some news.

“Very good.”

A cold smile appeared on the Death Guard’s face.

Whoosh!

A beam of dark light merged into the stormy and chaotic Spiritual Sea.

At the same time, the Golden Dragon Scaled Ship was advancing forward within the Spiritual Sea.

“Is it here again?”