The furious sea surged with black fury, and the monstrous winds of the world whirled chaotically.
Amidst the dark and chaotic sea, watched by a million demons and the minions of the Evil God, Zhang Kui laughed heartily, his tone calm, but his eyes full of disdain.
It wasn't because of power.
The Great Ocean Race has ruled the Celestial Essence Star for ten thousand years, closing off the sea routes with overbearing tyranny, how could they be without power?
The You Dynasty ravages one side, with the power to topple stars, and the terrifying Starry Sky Evil God sending down clones to assist, how could it not be terrifying?
But Zhang Kui looked down on these things! In his eyes, these Great Demons and Evil Gods were not as interesting as hardworking old farmers in the countryside.
