Countless roars of thunder could be heard in the rain, creating a “Thunder falling in the night” feel.
Qiu Siping stood on his seat and asked, “Brother Wang, how do you like the boat?”
Wang Lin nodded his head and praised, “It’s very good!”
Qiu Siping let out a laugh and said, “This was made by me. Brother Wang, besides studying restrictions, I also like making these things. It took me years of hard work to get the materials to make it.”
At the same time, a bolt of lightning suddenly split the sky. Although the thunder was far away from the Sea of Devils, one could still feel its power.
This lightning was many times stronger than lightning created from a technique. It was on a completely different level.
Qiu Siping looked up into the sky and muttered, “I was born in the Sea of Devils and have lived here for more than 200 years. In this past half a month, it was the first time I saw the sky.”
Wang Lin was about to speak when his eyes suddenly locked onto something in the distance. Following some thunderous roars, a giant turtle appeared in the horizon.
On top of the turtle stood an old man. He was pointing at the sky and cursing none stop. Although he was far away, his voice still traveled to them.
“This old man is not done with you, divine retribution thief. Let’s continue with your 3,783th crime…”