“Seniors, why are you doing this?” Zhitian couldn’t help but ask.

“Waterwalk and I come from The People, Godmist and Greenvine are part of The Race. We’ll leave our life to the heaven and see who is lucky.” Goldsheep said.

“...” Zhitian didn’t know what to say, thinking that these four might have been too bored and leisurely.

“Whhshh.” Godmist whistled and the waves surged even more. This was due to a massive creature splitting the sea part.

Everyone looked over and saw a ferocious fish with bone spurs gleaming...