Red glows pierced through the currents, resembling a twilight sky enveloped in mist, beautiful yet eerily strange.
And beneath this otherworldly landscape.
A middle-aged man appeared.
The man, clad in a black and blue robe, looked powerful and commanding, standing with his hands behind his back. Behind him were ten massive bullet-shaped submarines, hovering high in the vault like nuclear bombs ready to crash into the seabed.
Intimidation at its most terrifying.
Qin Luo stood within the four barrier gates of light, looking up at the man above, his eyes slightly cold as he sneered, "Jinyang Hong, let me put it to you this way. I've already told these seniors about all the dirty deeds of the Jinyang Family, so even if you capture me and take me back, it's pointless!"
Hearing Qin Luo's inflammatory words, the middle-aged man looked toward the direction of the capsule ship, his eagle-like sharp eyes slightly narrowing.
