Only the stars in the sky emitted a faint light, reflecting the outline of the corridor, railings, doors and windows.

In the wind, the war flags were flapping, and the lanterns were swaying. The water waves kept beating against the ship, making a dull roar, and the wooden planks underfoot were trembling slightly.

Xiao Hei and Cang Jue didn't notice anything unusual. After all, in their opinion, Yuan Sheng and others must have restrained their presence and hid in the darkness.

In the hell world, ancient creatures naturally have to be cautious.

"Where are the people? Come out, Di Chen has arrived, why don't you come out to greet him?" Xiao Hei raised his voice.

Zhang Ruochen suddenly pressed Xiao Hei's shoulders.

In Xiao Hei's surprised look, a burst of spiritual power burst out from Zhang Ruochen's body, setting off a space storm, trying to teleport him away first.

However, Xiao Hei had just flown out and before leaving the ship, he hit an invisible wall of light, screamed and fainted.

"You really can't leave?" Zhang Ruochen sighed secretly.

A pleasant voice full of tranquility came from the end of the deck: "Now that you're here, come over. Are you so afraid of me?"

Hearing this voice, Zhang Ruochen gave up all thoughts of luck and a wry smile appeared on his face.

"Just stay here!"

After giving these instructions to Cang Jue, Zhang Ruochen walked along the corridor to the end of the deck.

This is the stern of the ship, with a wide view, and you can see the will-o'-the-wisps on the vast Santu River.

Standing near the railing was a woman in white with a perfect figure, long hair reaching her waist, with her back to Zhang Ruochen, as if she was looking at the towering mountains in the mist in the distance.

The other party didn't release any power or aura, but Zhang Ruochen felt a suffocating pressure.
Chapter completed!