At night on the open water, the wind could change with no warning. The weather was as unfathomable as the depths of the sea. In the sky over Sealizard Island, thunder rumbled and occasional lightning bolts could be seen. A storm was coming.

Thanks to the illumination of the lightning, it was possible to see a great slaughter underway on the tallest mountain on the island.

Three godly lizard skins were valuable enough that any rogue cultivator would risk life and limb to get them.

As the thunder boomed overhead, Xu Qing’s eyes overflowed with killing intent. Lunging forward, he body-slammed a cultivator from the Church of Departure, sending the man staggering backward.

Not bothering to wait for a counter attack, and ignoring the incoming magical techniques, Xu Qing plunged his iron skewer into the man’s chest six or seven times, piercing his heart. The man trembled with each blow. Then Xu Qing jumped away as the magical techniques arrived. They slammed into the cultivator’s corpse, ripping it to shreds.

Meanwhile, as Xu Qing backed away, four Sea Ghost nonhumans spread out to surround him. All of them were obviously powerful body cultivators.

There was also the burly man with the vicious face on his chest. Performing a double-handed incantation gesture, he summoned a huge sphere of blood that quickly transformed into a crimson...