Shi Yan shot up from his seat. His eyes were blood-red while murderous auras in his body soared up into the sky.
Lifted up his head to look at the light curtain dyed in the red hue of blood, Shi Yan grinned and spoke to Fei Lan, Leona, and Ka Tuo, "Let's get out there."
The other three nodded quietly.
This group of four pierced through the protective halo like four electric beams and headed towards the Ghost Mark warriors lagging behind.
More than ten warriors of the Ghost Mark Clan were struck helter-skelter. After the gigantic battleship had smashed their battleship and flew away quickly, they were left behind.
At this moment, Shi Yan's group of four was aiming at those left warriors.
While his thought was flickering, a desolate aura diffused from Shi Yan.