Just then, from the distant horizon where the sea met the sky, another powerful fluctuation of aura surged forth. A figure tore through the air, moving at extreme speed, and was already near after just a few flickers.
The man was exceptionally tall and burly, towering a full head above most people. He wore simple black martial attire, and his exposed arms were corded with muscle, brimming with explosive power.
However, his face was quite hideous. His nose was sunken, his lips thick, and a ghastly scar slashed diagonally from his left temple to his right jaw.
"Brother Zhang!?"
When Bai Cang saw the newcomer, an almost imperceptible hint of relief and hope flashed in his eyes.
The newcomer was none other than the head disciple of the Black Dragon Island Master, a man from one of the three great powers of the Celestial Star Seventy-Two Islands—Zhang Longhu!
