"Six days ago, how could they still be on the ship? Are you kidding me?"
Qin Yi's eyes suddenly turned cold.
The members of the Netherworld Clan were frightened, retreating continuously, and hastily said, "I'm not lying to you. Between Sea City and the Nether Sea is a storm zone, filled with dangers. To traverse the storm zone, it takes at least half a month."
Qin Yi's eyes flickered slightly; he remembered Ma Chengfeng had mentioned this to him. He just didn't expect that traveling through the storm zone would take so long.
If he left by ship now, he could definitely catch up and rescue Lang Ya and the others before they were delivered to the Netherworld Clan.
"I'm very curious, given my friend's cultivation, how did you manage to subdue him?"
This matter had always intrigued Qin Yi; with Lang Ya's combat power, he shouldn't have been subdued by these two members of the Netherworld Clan.
"It was the Netherworld Liquid."
"What is the Netherworld Liquid?"
