Battle of Righteousness and Evil (Part 2)

The Sea Lion Vessel continued to sail swiftly, cutting through the waves with ease.

The deck remained stable, with minimal swaying.

Leading the group of black-clothed persons, a figure emerged, their face concealed by a black mask.

It was impossible to discern their age or appearance.

Their steps were steady and composed, exuding an aura of restrained power.

Clearly, this person possessed formidable strength, not to be underestimated.

From the Sea Lion Vessel’s camp, a middle-aged man dressed in exquisite silk garments stepped forward.

His movements were deliberate, each step imbued with a rhythmic grace as if synchronized with the beating of a heart.

This was the long-lost art of the Heart-Shattering Steps.

The last remnants of the setting sun were devoured by the boundless rolling river, plunging the sky into darkness.