The silent deal that was struck between Qin Ye and Kraken went unnoticed by the three death gods, and Qin Ye quickly continued on his way. After swimming for about five kilometers, a burst of violent tremors erupted from behind him. Even though it was impossible to hear anything within the sea, the powerful currents pushed him several hundred meters away.

Someone's made a move! 

He sped up even further, and even without having to look back, he knew that someone had finally made a move. Right after this, countless Red Eagle Navy ships were going to surround this place in a watertight barrier. In fact, he could already see the hulls of the naval ships that were converging rapidly from several hundred meters away.

However, none of that had anything to do with him.

No one was going to be able to detect him from such depths, and even though this was going to delay his arrival at Los Angeles, it was well worth the delay to be able to avoid this devastating battlefield. Soon, the fleets passed by above his head, yet right as he was about to depart, he abruptly turned around to look at the fleets behind him.

Something's not right... 

There was a certain scent emanating from these fleets, a scent that only a Yama-King would be able to detect!

"What is it?" He...