421: Chapter 421 Gu Hanxi!!

At this moment, at the rear of the deck, Lei Poyue and Chu Yunfei had already woken up.

As soon as they regained consciousness, they heard the suppressed but boiling discussions of the surrounding soldiers, like water coming to a rolling boil.

“You didn't see it! That descendant of a Venerable, Dragon Soaring, even used his Dragon Whale true form. The water column was three meters thick. I thought Qin Yan was in trouble, but then...”

“Then Qin Yan exploded that water column with a single spear thrust! He even pierced through the Dragon Whale's main body!”

“Three thrusts! Three whole thrusts! He defeated all three of the Dragon Whale Clan's fourth-rank geniuses! One of them was even a descendant of a Venerable!”

Lei Poyue and Chu Yunfei listened blankly, their faces alternating between pale and flushed.

They subconsciously looked at each other, seeing the same shock, bitterness, and a hint of... conviction after a sense of relief in each other's eyes.

“So... this is his true strength.”

Lei Poyue looked at Qin Yan's back, his voice bitter but filled with a sense of release.

Chu Yunfei also remained silent for a long time, struggling to pull the corners of his mouth:

“How can a single person be powerful to such an extent...”

Only at this moment did they truly understand.

Why Dean Xiao Shan had given the 'Ace' position to this junior, who looked even younger than them, without any hesitation from the very beginning.

It wasn't because of favoritism or closeness.

It was simply because—

Qin Yan was strong enough!

The surrounding soldiers could no longer contain themselves. Cheers and shouts like mountain cries and tsunami waves echoed throughout the entire Human Race fleet!

“We won! We won!”

“Victory to the Sea Guarding Army! Victory to the Human Race!”

“Qin Yan! Qin Yan! Qin Yan!”

Countless soldiers pumped their arms, raising their weapons high, forming a shining forest of steel against the night sky.

Even those normally dignified and profound old generals couldn't help but show smiles now, slapping the ship's railing and shouting their approval.

Xiao Shan stood with his hands behind his back, letting the waves of victory cheers wash over the deck.

A very faint smile appeared on his usually majestic face.

A moment later, he slightly raised his hand.

“Quiet.”

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an irresistible authority.

The cheers subsided as quickly as a receding tide. The eyes of all the soldiers, filled with awe and expectation, focused on this pillar of the Human Race who guarded the Eastern Line.

Xiao Shan slowly turned his head, his gaze crossing the sea to land on those two figures, as gloomy as an abyss, deep within the Sea Race camp.

“Blue Whale, Whale Slaughter.”

“I hope that by sunrise tomorrow, I will see your Dragon Whale Clan ceding the sea territory as agreed.”

At the core of the Sea Race camp, Blue Whale and Whale Slaughter, the two Eighth-Rank Grandmasters, had expressions so gloomy they practically dripped water.

The anger, frustration, and killing intent in those deep blue giant eyes were almost tangible.

However, they could do nothing.

In the martial contest, they had lost.

Only two paths awaited them: either fulfill the contract and cede the sea territory;

Or violate the contract and have their bodies and souls extinguished.

They didn't want to die.

Therefore, they could only cede the territory.

Their gazes turned to the three Dragon Whale Clan geniuses who were still unconscious nearby.

Dragon Abyss, Dragon Battle, Dragon Soaring.

When they arrived, they were high-spirited.

Now, they were like three dead fish sprawled on the cold ground, covered in blood and filth, their dignity completely lost.

“Trash...”

Then, their gazes crossed the arena to land on Qin Yan at the front of the Human Race camp, their eyes full of killing intent.

However, no matter how intense the killing intent, they could only force it down for now.

They looked at Xiao Shan, at Director Liu Mu beside him whose aura was as unfathomable as an ancient towering tree, and at Lin Shui, who, though not yet an Eighth-Rank, already possessed the initial might of a Great Grandmaster.

These three top combatants of the Human Race stood like three insurmountable mountains between them and their revenge.

Blue Whale's face was as dark as iron. He gave a cold snort and turned away, waving his sleeve.

Just as he was about to lead this Sea Race army, whose morale had dropped to freezing point, back into the deep sea—

“Wait a moment.”

A cold, ethereal female voice, like moonlight pouring down, rang out without warning over the sea where the fierce battle had just ended.

The voice wasn't loud, but it clearly penetrated the waves, the wind, and the yet-to-subside cheers of the Human Race camp.

It reached everyone's ears, whether Human or Sea Race.

Everyone instinctively looked up.

Immediately, countless gazes froze simultaneously on a certain spot high in the sky.

There, at some unknown time, a woman had quietly appeared.

She floated beneath the firmament, with the infinite starry sky and the deep horizon of the sea behind her.

She wore a moon-white dress made of a material that seemed like silk yet wasn't, swaying gently in the night wind and emitting a soft light like water ripples.

The skirt was slit on one side, occasionally fluttering in the night wind to reveal a section of her long, slender leg, as white as jade and perfectly shaped.

It was partially hidden, yet not in the least bit frivolous; instead, it added a touch of mystery and transcendence.

On her feet were a pair of simple yet exquisite silver high heels. The heels were slender, and as she stepped through the void, it was as if she were walking on level ground, every step seemingly treading on moonlight.

Her figure was graceful and curvaceous, perfectly proportioned—an ounce more would be too much, an ounce less too little.

Her black hair fell like a waterfall to her waist, the ends tied loosely with a seemingly ordinary silver ribbon.

Her face was peerlessly beautiful, like a fairy from the Moon Palace descending to the world, or the Mysterious Lady of the Ninth Heaven coming to the mortal realm.

Her features were like a painting, her skin like congealed fat, yet she bore a detachment and aloofness that transcended the world and looked down upon all living beings.

She just stood there quietly high in the sky.

Not a single shred of aura leaked from her body.

No pressure, no spiritual light, not even the blood-qi fluctuations characteristic of any martial artist.

She was like a wisp of breeze, a ray of moonlight, a dream that shouldn't exist in the mortal world.

However, it was precisely this state of 'completely failing to perceive any aura' that caused all the experts on the scene who could sense her—especially the Eighth-Rank Grandmasters like Xiao Shan, Director Liu Mu, Blue Whale, and Whale Slaughter—to have their hair stand on end and their spines turn cold!

That was definitely not because she had no cultivation!

Rather, her cultivation was too high, and her resonance with the rules of heaven and earth was so deep that she had reached the supreme realm of returning to simplicity and following the natural Dao!

Peak Master Gu Hanxi's eyes slowly swept over the dense, silent armies of the two races below.

There was no killing intent in her gaze; it could even be called peaceful.

But every figure her gaze passed over felt as if their soul had been thoroughly seen through from the inside out, with no secrets left to hide.

Finally, her gaze stopped on Qin Yan.

“I didn't expect that in this remote war zone, besides that girl Anya, another true king seed would appear.”

She whispered to herself in her heart.

With her realm and experience, ordinary 'geniuses' or 'top talents' had long since been unable to earn a second glance from her.

But a 'true king seed' was different.

That was an unpolished jade with a real hope of reaching the peak and achieving the supreme Dao in the future.

Such a genius was worth her appearing in person to guide.