Surviving In A Martial Arts World To Become A Saint

Thousand Reef Sea Domain, on some nameless island near East Pole City.

Sea wind carrying the briny, salt-laden scent of the ocean surged in from every direction, crashing against the reef and sending up layer upon layer of white foam.

The night was black as ink, and dense clouds had covered the stars and moon.

Inside the hall, Sikong Hui sat at the side of the long desk, his expression grave.

This Great Elder of the Demon Sect had just finished relaying the news he had received to everyone present, in full and without omission.

At this moment the hall was dead silent.

Xuan Ming was the first to break the quiet, "That Chen Qing must be eliminated as quickly as possible!"

Hearing that Chen Qing had actually defeated Jiang Lishan, that sense of urgency spread through his heart like a venomous snake, running wild.

Even Jiang Lishan had been defeated.