“What is that?”

Very soon, the others also sensed the deadly danger. They each clasped their weapons, ready to fight.

An unknown danger was approaching them.

Lin Xun also summoned a golden pagoda. It was the ancient but grand-looking inscriptionless pagoda, the Nameless Pagoda. 

Lin Xun had long erased Yao Tuohai’s mark within the treasure and instilled his own power into it. Unfortunately, the treasure was too mysterious, so he still hadn’t been able to completely refine it and could only barely control it for now. 

Huh?

When he brought out the Nameless Pagoda, he sensed several gazes briefly landing on him. 

He noticed that Su Xingfeng and Wen Xiang had glanced at him. The two must have sensed something from the pagoda’s aura.  

The sea region grew increasingly silent and still while figures loomed in the thick dark fog on the sea surface.   

They were all clad in tattered armor, wielded rusty swords, and shrouded in black qi. They resembled an army from the...