"Hmph! No matter who they are! Anyone we encounter will be killed without mercy!"
Li Yunjing's voice was icy, and for this operation, he couldn't care less about anyone else's fate.
If someone was mistakenly killed, it could only be considered the opponent's bad luck for being in the wrong place, precisely on the sailing route of the "Celestial Patrol Ship," which was courting death.
Wen Bin, Liao Wanqing, and Ji Zixuan on the deck were startled, not expecting that less than three hours into the voyage, someone would be lurking nearby.
This made the three of them look solemn, losing the relaxed feeling from before.
Especially Ji Zixuan, who was frightened pale seeing seven people die tragically on the spot.
Blood dispersed into a red mist in the water, not a trace drifting toward the "Celestial Patrol Ship."
In the cold words of Li Yunjing, the "Profound Celestial Compass" had already used the power of celestial secrets to dissipate the surrounding aura.
