When she noticed the siblings' serious expressions, Heather tilted her head and pondered before she responded, "Those people are not young. One of them claims to be the Tucker Cult Master, who is someone very famous in the World Universe continent—" 'Watson Tucker? So, it's them!' Ambrose's eyes lit up as he sneered before Heather could finish talking. "These bastards came to the Ruins Sea. What a coincidence! I will not spare them if I see them." When Yang Jian led the North Moana Army and invaded the World Universe continent, Watson's Tucker Cult and some other sects decided to flee and not defend their homeland in the war. After they reached Donghai City, they seized the civilians' fishing boats—an absolutely horrible act! Ambrose and Eira saw them; they tried their best to stop Watson and the others from running away with the stolen boats, but they were not successful. Ambrose vowed that if he saw them again, he would teach those scum a lesson. He did not expect an opportun

Watson was agitated. "Head Clan!" Watson thought of something, and he pointed to the group of pirates nearby and explained eagerly, "These siblings must be pirates. If they are good people, how could they hang out with pirates?" "Princess is still young, and she is kind-hearted, which explains why she is easily deceived. Head Clan, you can't fall into their trap." Hacken looked in the direction where Watson was pointing. Hacken's face changed as anger crept into his eyes when he saw the Blood Shark Pirates. Hacken thought it was fortunate that Watson had sharp eyes. Otherwise, he would have believed his daughter's words and led the enemies into his abode. Hacken fixed his eyes on Ambrose and ordered coldly, "Take them down!" Whoosh! Whoosh! Several powerful Sea Mackie Clan elites charge toward the siblings. Phew! Ambrose exhaled a long breath; he was not at all flustered. His understanding of the cultivation realm had improved during his time at sea, and his inter

Bang! A terrifying force blasted on the protective shield, and it shattered instantly. Watson let out a muffled groan before his body flew about 100 meters backward. The momentum broke a dozen corals before he landed heavily on a shell. Watson had consumed a lot of internal energy when he resisted Ambrose's attack earlier. He was exhausted, and thus, he could not resist the Tyrant Hammer's attack. After all, Ambrose's Tyrant Hammer was also a rare Grand Weapon. "Watson!" Ambrose stared down at Watson as murderous intent laced his tone. "Do you have any last words? Hurry up and say it!" As he spoke, Ambrose gripped the Tyrant Hammer tightly in his hand and approached Watson slowly. His brute strength and aura permeated and filled the air and sea. Gulp! Watson was petrified. He swallowed his saliva discreetly as he regretted his act! "Hang on!" Watson yelled when he saw Ambrose drew nearer to him. "Your Highness, Hero Darby, I am wrong. I have failed as a human, and I

Darryl was shocked. He took a deep breath, and he continued to read. "The tribes suffered heavy losses in the battle, and I had to summon the Divine Dragon... Finally, we succeeded..." The more Darryl read about it, the more shocked he was. It turned out that things did not go well when the Yellow Emperor exiled the Raksasa Tribe into the wilderness. The Raksasa Tribe was very powerful, and they put on a strong resistance, resulting in heavy casualties among both sides. In the end, the Yellow Emperor had to summon his enchanted beast—the Divine Dragon before he finally defeated the Raksasa Tribe, but the dragon was also injured and eventually died. The Yellow Emperor was heartbroken. Before its death, the Divine Dragon left behind two treasures from the dragon's bloodline. Nothing more was mentioned about the two treasures. After he read the words carved on the stone chest, Darryl knew that those two treasures were related to the bloodline of the Divine Dragon. The Yellow Em

"Your Majesty!" "Grandmaster Erlang!" Zhang Jue, Chester, and the army below them yelled. Yang Jian and the Raksasa King fought fiercely for a few hours until they exhausted the last drop of their internal energy. Then, they both fell into the rubble. They were afraid that Yang Jian might not have survived the fight. Even though Chester and the others had prejudices against Yang Jian, the man played a crucial role in defending them against the Raksasa Army. It would be a great loss to the Nine Mainland if Yang Jian were killed. "My king!" "Father!" On the opposite side of the battlefield, countless Raksasa soldiers and the other soldiers were stunned. They continued to shout for the Raksasa King. The Raksasa King was the Raksasa Tribe's supreme leader, and he was also their pillar of strength. They believed that their king was invincible. They were worried and angry when their king did not win against Yang Jian in the fight, and they even fell into the rubble together.