Qin Li hovered in midair, his gaze fixed. He glanced at the sharks gathering on the sea's surface, drawn by the scent of blood, and sighed softly. Then, like a bolt of lightning, he shot toward the island that housed the Sea Tide Gang's lair.
As his speed increased, Qin Li could feel the Crystal Core in his Dantian—formed from condensed Innate Purple Qi—continuously emitting a surging wave of energy. The Primordial Power within his Dantian was like boiling magma, on the verge of combustion.
The gale-force winds generated by his speed hammered against his Protective Gang Qi, creating a piercing shriek that sliced through the night sky.
When Qin Li was still over twenty li from the Sea Tide Gang's island, he suddenly felt powerful waves of energy. His expression changed. 'Could the Sea Tide Gang have a peerless master among them? Otherwise, how could these energy waves travel so far?'
