Chapter 647 - 276: Each Displays Their Might, Punching the Berserk Demon

Chapter 647: Chapter 276: Each Displays Their Might, Punching the Berserk Demon

A massive phantom fist slammed down, and a tremendous roar exploded across the dock.

The torrent of True Qi was like a raging tide crashing against the shore.

Sounds of shattering filled the air as the entire dock was nearly torn to pieces by this one punch from Fang Shuwen.

The ships moored at the dock were buffeted by the force of this True Qi, swaying relentlessly.

Some of the bandits on the dock were swept up by the True Qi and sent flying. Even those untouched by the blast felt its ferocious power, their faces instantly draining of all color in terror.

They had gathered here because after the Blood Shark’s ship returned, the crew had immediately notified the people of the Dark Sea Three Demon Stockade on the island.

They reported that outsiders had invaded the Dark Sea Interior.

The Dark Sea Interior was the heart of the Dark Sea Three Demon Stockade’s territory, home to their seven hundred aquatic fiends.

For outsiders to have invaded this deep into their territory? Unthinkable!

The Blood Shark’s report was especially alarming: a great number of people had come, very likely with the goal of annihilating their Dark Sea Three Demon Stockade.

Under the circumstances, they had no time to consider other possibilities.

Their only option was to mobilize their forces and intercept the enemy at the dock before they could land.

At the same time, they sent someone to ask the "Heaven-Shaking Mad Demon," Li Qiuyu, to come and take charge.

They never expected that a volley of countless arrows from their crossbow formation would fail to hinder Fang Shuwen in the slightest. Instead, with a single leap, he delivered this devastating opening blow.

"Who on earth is this person!?"

Terror and doubt surged through the hearts of many.

But at this moment, there was no time for questions. Fang Shuwen’s way was to either not act at all or to show no mercy when he did.

Especially in a place like the Dark Sea Three Demon Stockade.

Over the years, this gang had killed countless people throughout the Dark Sea Territory.

The blood of innocents stained every one of their hands.

Their deaths would be no great loss.

Now that Fang Shuwen was here, he had no intention of holding back. With a flash of movement, he plunged directly into the crowd and began his slaughter.

At the same time, aboard a large ship in the fleet flying a banner emblazoned with the words "Wuyan Island"...

A middle-aged man dressed as a scholar stood with his hands clasped behind his back, watching the unfolding events at the dock from afar.

Behind him stood a young woman, her brow tightly furrowed.

"Does this Demon Evil God always act so recklessly?"

The middle-aged scholar gently shook his head.

"With his level of Martial Arts, he has little need for caution.

"Besides, since our objective lies within the Dark Sea... the Dark Sea Three Demon Stockade is indeed in the way."

"But the Dark Sea sends us tribute every year! Father, are we just going to let that Fang Shuwen slaughter them all?"

The young woman looked at the middle-aged scholar, a hint of frustration in her eyes.

The middle-aged scholar’s gaze hardened as he glanced back at her.

The young woman’s expression changed instantly. She lowered her head and said,

"Father, I was wrong."

The middle-aged scholar sighed softly.

"If he intends to slay demons and vanquish evil, then I cannot simply stand by and watch.

"The bandits of the Dark Sea have run rampant for many years... It’s time they were reduced to ash!"

The young woman instinctively looked up at the middle-aged scholar as he continued,

"Relay my orders! All disciples of Wuyan Island are to land and exterminate the bandits.

"Uproot this evil completely. Leave no one alive!"

As his words fell, he swept aside the hem of his robe and took a single step, his figure instantly vanishing into the distance. It was the ultimate technique of Wuyan Island: [A World Away in a Single Step]!

His sudden move immediately drew the attention of the other large ships.

Aboard the great ship of the Profound Ice Hall, someone reported in a cold voice,

"Hall Master, Hong Zhengwu has made his move."

Bai Qianfang had a full head of white hair. Unlike Huang Lie, his eyes were the color of ice.

They were like two orbs of ancient, unmelting ice.

With his every breath, a cold energy circulated, condensing without dispersing and coiling around him as if to form a frozen force field.

"Hong Zhengwu is as sanctimonious as ever. He always pretends to be above it all, but now he’s the first one who can’t sit still."

Before the seated Bai Qianfang could speak, a young man standing by his side sneered and spoke first,

"Father, we’re in no hurry to make a move. This is a perfect opportunity to see what that Fang Shuwen is capable of..."

However, the words had barely left his mouth when Bai Qianfang, who had been sitting perfectly still, rose to his feet.

The young man stared, stunned.

"Father, what are you doing...?"

Before he could finish, Bai Qianfang’s figure vanished from before his eyes.

In a single step, he was on the deck.

With the next, he stepped onto the surface of the sea.

A bitter chill spread out from his feet in all directions. The moment the surging seawater came into contact with this cold energy, it instantly froze into ice.

He walked across the surface of the sea, step by step, as leisurely as if strolling through a courtyard, the coalescing ice forming a path to the shore.

The young man rushed to the ship’s railing. As he watched Bai Qianfang’s distant figure, which moved with deceptive speed, all color drained from his face.

Bai Qianfang was a man of few words and appeared to have a peaceful temperament.

In reality, those who knew him understood that he lacked all normal human emotion.

His Martial Arts were as cold as ice.

He himself, however, was colder still.

The young man’s earlier words had already disappointed Bai Qianfang.

In the eyes of the Profound Ice Hall’s master, a man who only understood how to weigh pros and cons, this son who had misspoken and remained obstinate had already lost all value.

What fate would befall him after this battle, only Bai Qianfang knew.

Both Hong Zhengwu of Wuyan Island and Bai Qianfang of the Profound Ice Hall had made their moves.

Yet, someone else was faster than them both.

Just as Fang Shuwen began his slaughter on the dock, a voice called out from the distance,

"Young Hero Fang is delivering heavenly justice by slaying the bandits of the Dark Sea! How could you not invite me to join in?"