What? You opened a resort on the battlefield of all races?

Following the direction Liu Bo was pointing with his long sword.

In the center of the pool, above the stone platform where the Chaotic Sea Core Crystal stood, a ripple suddenly appeared in the air.

A black shadow emerged from the spatial ripples and quickly coalesced into a human shape in mid-air.

The newcomer landed firmly on the edge of the stone platform, just half a step away from the Chaos Sea Core Crystal that emitted a dark blue light.

This is a young man who looks no more than twenty-two or twenty-three years old.

He wore a slightly casual black jacket, and his short hair was casually pulled back, exuding an air of unruliness.

The young man had his hands in his jacket pockets, leaned forward slightly, and looked at Luo Yurou and her three companions with curiosity.

"The restrictions of the Qiankun Realm were actually broken by you few Flying Heaven Realm warriors."

"You young people are pretty good."

The young man tilted his head, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, and glanced at the golden specks of light that hadn't completely faded at the entrance to the bay. He then curled his lip in disapproval.

"Or perhaps that old man is really useless."

Upon seeing the figure before her, Luo Yurou's pupils suddenly contracted.

She stepped forward, shielding her companion.

With a flick of her wrist, crimson flames of elemental energy burst into flames with a "boom," illuminating her wary face.

"Who are you?"

Luo Yurou stared intently at the other person, her voice deep, "Why are you here?"

The young man chuckled softly when he heard the question.

He pulled a hand out of his pocket and casually brushed the stray hairs from his forehead.

"I'm usually called A-Luo."

A Luo raised one eyebrow, his gaze sweeping over the flames on Luo Yu Rou's arms, his eyes revealing a nonchalant air.

"As for why I'm here..."

The smile in Aro's eyes vanished instantly, and a chilling aura emanated from his body.

The temperature of the surrounding air dropped sharply.

"It's a group of young people like you who have come to a place they shouldn't be."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Aro launched a fierce attack!

Without any indication of Yuan Power, he simply raised his hand, spread his five fingers, and pressed down in the direction of Luo Yurou and the others.

"Buzz—!"

The air in the bay was instantly sucked out.

An overwhelming pressure descended from nowhere.

In mid-air, a large amount of black malevolent energy gathered wildly, instantly condensing into a huge pitch-black handprint.

It slammed down hard on the heads of the four people.

"spread!"

Bai Suhuang shouted and waved her hands rapidly.

A dozen dazzling white beams shot out from his fingertips, piercing towards the dark handprint.

"Ding ding ding ding!"

The finger struck the black handprint, producing a series of crisp, cracking sounds.

However, with Bai Suhuang's Yuan Power at the seventh level of the Flying Heaven Realm, those incomparably sharp white lights only stirred up a faint ripple on the surface of the handprint before disappearing without a trace, like a mud ox sinking into the sea.

The speed at which the pitch-black handprint fell did not slow down in the slightest!

"You sneaky bastard, die!"

Liu Bo roared.

He bent his knees slightly, stomped hard on the rocks beneath his feet, and soared into the air.

He poured his Yuan Power, at the second level of the Flying Heaven Realm, into the longsword without reservation. He activated the Burning Technique, and the blade erupted with a dazzling blade light, slashing fiercely at the handprint above his head.

"boom!"

The blade struck the palm of the dark handprint fiercely.

Liu Bo felt as if he had struck a towering iron mountain with his sword.

The violent recoil force traveled along the hilt of the knife, causing the muscles in his arms to bulge and his bones to creak under the strain.

"puff!"

Liu Bo spat out a mouthful of blood, and his entire body flew back like a kite with a broken string, even faster than when he rushed forward.

Rong Jing reacted swiftly, her dark red whip darting out like a venomous snake from her waist.

The whip tip wrapped around Liu Bo's waist in mid-air and pulled him backward forcefully.

The two rolled around on the ground several times, barely managing to escape the range of the dark handprint.

"Bang--!!!"

A dark handprint was left on the rock where they had been standing.

The hard, rocky reef in the sea instantly turned into dust, leaving a huge crater several meters deep on the ground, into which seawater rushed.

Luo Yurou seized the opportunity and clasped her hands together in front of her chest.

"Flame Dragon Dance!"

Two thick fire dragons roared and soared into the sky, opening their mouths to bite at Aro on the stone platform from the left and right.

Flames shot into the sky, turning the entire dark bay a fiery red.

The high temperature evaporated the seawater below, causing large plumes of white steam to rise.

Aro stood on the stone platform, facing the roaring fire dragon, without even moving an inch.

A mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips as he casually waved his left hand in front of him.

"Disperse."

A black gust of wind surged from his sleeve.

Wherever the black wind passed, the two menacing fire dragons were instantly blown to pieces, like flames doused with a bucket of cold water.

Not even a spark remained.

Luo Yurou was terrified.

She stared intently at the young man who stood still, not even breaking a breath.

An understatement.

That's too dismissive!

The four of them fought desperately, but before they could even touch the hem of the other's clothes, they were overwhelmed and powerless to fight back.

"Tianhai Realm..."

Luo Yurou gritted her teeth, the despairing scene flashing through her mind.

This young man who calls himself A Luo is probably already at the Heavenly Sea Realm!

We can't beat them.

Staying here means certain death!

"Retreat! Use the reel!"

Luo Yurou called out in a deep voice.

At the same time, he quickly flipped his wrist and reached for the storage device.

The familiar teleportation scroll appeared in her palm.

however!

Standing on the stone platform, A Luo had already locked onto Luo Yu Rou's movements.

A hint of mockery flashed in Aro's eyes when he saw the blue scroll.

"Trying to leave?"

Aro sneered and suddenly clenched his fist in the air.

"Boom!!!"

A violent tremor suddenly came from the bottom of the bay.

"Splash—"

The water around Luo Yurou and her three companions exploded instantly!

Sixteen incredibly thick black rock pillars shot into the sky from underwater with lightning speed!

Each one was as thick as a water vat, coiling up like a giant black python.

These rock pillars, covered with sharp barbs, exude a suffocating sense of oppression, instantly rising more than ten meters into the air before abruptly closing inward.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The tops of the sixteen rock pillars collided violently above the four people's heads, fitting together perfectly.

In the blink of an eye, a huge, heavy cage made entirely of hard black rock tightly trapped Luo Yurou and the other three inside!

The gaps between the rock pillars were extremely small, and the thick rock walls completely blocked out the outside light, plunging the cage into darkness instantly.

Luo Yurou was horrified to discover that the Yuan Power within her body had also been suppressed!

"laugh--"

A faint blue light appeared on the surface of the scroll, flickered twice, and then disappeared completely.

The elemental energy is blocked, and the scroll is malfunctioning!

Luo Yurou's face turned deathly pale.

Before she could react, a thin, long stone spike suddenly burst from the ground inside the cage and struck her wrist precisely.

"Snapped!"

Luo Yurou felt a sharp pain in her wrist, and her fingers involuntarily loosened.

The blue transport scroll slipped from his grasp and fell.

The stone spikes softened instantly, transforming into a hand made of rock, which scooped up the scroll in mid-air.

Then, the rocky hand quickly retracted through the gap in the cage.

Outside the cage, Aro slowly walked to the rock cage.

He raised his hand and took the blue scroll handed to him by the rocky palm.

"I heard you have something that allows you to teleport at any time."

Aro held the scroll in his hand, examining it from all angles. Then, through the gap between two thick rock pillars, he looked at Luo Yurou, whose face was ashen, inside the cage.

He smiled and raised the scroll in his hand.

"Is this the scroll?"

Luo Yurou's heart clenched suddenly, and an unprecedented sense of despair enveloped her.

Aro's smile grew even brighter.

He slowly closed his five fingers as he held the reel in his right hand.

"Bang!"

A dull, crisp sound.

The teleportation scroll was crushed into a pile of junk in Aro's hand!

The dust from the reel fell softly through his fingers, completely dissipating in the sea breeze.

Ruined!

The sound of the reel shattering was like a heavy hammer blow, striking the hearts of the four men.

Liu Bo, leaning on his long sword, knelt on one knee on the cold ground of the prison cell, panting heavily.

He raised his head, staring intently at the fallen powder, his eyes bloodshot.

The reel is their trump card, their escape route to save their lives!

Now, the escape route is cut off.

In this bottomless bay, trapped in an indestructible rock cage, facing a terrifyingly powerful enemy whose strength has reached the Heavenly Sea Realm.

They are completely doomed!

The cage was deathly silent, with only the heavy breathing of the people echoing inside.

Luo Yurou's arms hung limply at her sides; the flames had long since died out.

Bai Suhuang stood in front of the crowd, her face ashen.

An atmosphere of despair permeated the narrow space, making it hard to breathe.

Aro patted the debris off his hands, put his hands behind his back, and slowly paced around the huge black rock cage.

His footsteps echoed as he pounded on the water-filled surface of the rocks.

"Alright, the pesky thing is gone."

Aro's gaze swept back and forth over the group through the gaps in the rock pillars.

That look in his eyes was like a butcher examining a piece of meat on a chopping board.

"Who should we kill first?"

His voice was very soft, carrying a chilling undertone.

His gaze swept over Liu Bo, who was leaning on his knife and panting.

It swept past Luo Yurou, whose face was pale.

It swept past Bai Suhuang, who was waiting in full battle array.

Finally, Aro's gaze swept over the crowd and landed steadily on Rong Jing, who was standing at the very back.

To be precise, it landed on the dark red whip that Rong Jing was tightly holding in her hand.

Aro stopped and tilted his head.

He looked at Rong Jing and grinned.

"With a whip?"

Aro raised his right hand, his index finger threading through a crack in the rock, pointing at Rong Jing in the distance, and let out a low laugh.

"I like this weapon."

He paused, his eyes suddenly turning cold.

"Then you might as well die first!"