Two days later, Huang Xiaolong and his companions arrived at the Death Channel Sea.
Huang Xiaolong stood suspended in midair while Zhao Shu and Zhang Fu stood behind him.
This time, Huang Xiaolong had brought only a thousand from the Holy Domain.
A thousand from the Holy Domain, most of whom were high level, were enough to annihilate the Divine Hall.
The group looked ahead at the desolate Death Channel Sea with its eerie and deadly aura. Their faces were solemn. The space in Death Channel Sea was extremely unstable, and even a high-level Holy Domain expert could accidentally fall into a spatial crack and be devoured by a black hole.
Huang Xiaolong paused for a moment, thought for a while, and then decided to bring everyone into the Sumeru Divine Mountain to move forward together.
After taking everyone inside the Sumeru Divine Mountain, Huang Xiaolong broke through the black currents on the sea surface and like a bolt of lightning, dived into the thick black mist.
