Yang Jing looked up and saw a tall young man standing silently in the water. He was clad in green armor, his features as beautiful as a woman's, and he cradled a long spear in his arms.
His eyes glinted coldly as he looked down upon the Demon Cultivators below.
A group of Great Demons, still bearing traces of their Snake Demon forms, were similarly clad in military armor. They stood in attendance, holding bows, Treasure Swords, green silks, golden rings, and other treasures. Behind them, banners unfurled, their Demon Qi coalescing into a cloud.
Furthermore, several hundred Snake Demons had formed a military array, sealing off the surrounding sea.
"Oh no, it's Si Taizhen, that god of slaughter!"
The Demon Cultivators recognized the newcomer in an instant and were scared witless.
Even Sun Ruxiu, hiding in his Flying Boat, felt his heart leap into his throat.
