Profounder Continent. The territory of the oceanic clans.

At this moment, all the Half-Saints of Profounder Continent had gathered in the sky here, and their gazes were extremely solemn as they looked at the small island below them that had a teleportation formation on it.

Elder Mu and Lu Yan stood at the front of the group, and a man completely enveloped in black energy stood by their side! That man was the demonic figure who was sealed beneath the Heavenly Lightning Pool!

“We have no chance!” A voice sounded out from within the mass of black energy.

Lu Yan glanced at him and said, “Fan Ke, don’t tell me you’re going to surrender?”

“Surrender?” Fan Ke laughed with ridicule and said, “I was sealed by those bastards from the Hallowed Grounds and Outer Heavens for 100,000 years! Surrender? How stupid would I be to do that?”

Lu Yan chuckled and said, “Don’t worry, this teleportation formation can only transport 100 at a time. So, unless all of them are top-rate experts of the Hallowed Grounds, otherwise we’ll kill as many as they send here!”

“What if the high-grade Half-Saints of the Hallowed Grounds are the ones that come?” asked Fan Ke.

“We’ll just fight. If worse comes to worse,...