The Vast Sea churned, and storm clouds obscured the heavens, as bolts of lightning continuously flashed across the sky, creating an overwhelmingly oppressive atmosphere between the heavens and the sea.
Zhang Buku, dressed in a dark red battle armor, levitated mid-air, clutching a long spear. Behind him stood the Divine Exotic Realm Master back-to-back with him. They both stared into the distance where formidable figures blocked every direction, these powerhouses maintaining their distance while conjuring a formation.
Beside Zhang Buku was another figure, positioned five zhang away. This individual's garments were tattered, his face smeared with grime, and his hair a complete mess, much like a beggar. His frame was frail, yet his face wore a mocking smile amid the encircling enemies, in stark contrast to the tense expressions of Zhang Buku and the Divine Exotic Realm Master.