Chapter 208: Chapter 102: Turtle Breathing Qi Armor! Vast like the Abyssal Sea!_3

Sikong Huang swept her gaze around, her back carrying a longbow, her waist bearing a treasure sword, her heart weighed down to the extreme.

Now, around Ghost Island, nearly ten Sea Pirate Groups had gathered, most of which were ranked among the Eighteen Pirates. On Ghost Island itself, the elite of these Sea Pirate Groups had assembled, awaiting the arrival of Sikong Yong.

Su Changkong looked at the man who had just spoken, a tall man in white clothing, his complexion as pale as paper. This man was none other than the Ninth Grand Thief, Li Hun, the main instigator of this event.

Su Changkong showed no fear, leading Sikong Huang and the other two all the way to the center of the square where they sat down at a table.

With a table full of exquisite delicacies, no one moved to eat. The eyes of all the Sea Pirates in the square, and those sitting around the table from various Sea Pirate Groups, were focused on Su Changkong. The Gang Leader of the Giant Whale Gang had indeed guts, for he truly dared to come!

“Sikong Yong, you’re still as arrogantly conceited as ever!” A cold sneer broke the silence, and Su Changkong followed the gaze to see a burly, muscular man speaking.

The burly man was dressed in black, with a buzz cut, a sharp demeanor, and strangely, he wore an eyepatch over his left eye, which must have been blind. His right eye, however, shone with a cold light, glaring at Su Changkong as if he wished to swallow him whole.

“Who are you?”

Su Changkong looked at him, puzzled.

The burly man roared furiously, “I am Yin Yang! Have you forgotten the battle twenty years ago?”

“Yin Yang… the Tenth of the Eighteen Pirates, Yin Yang,” Su Changkong suddenly realized.

Yin Yang, ranked tenth among the Eighteen Pirates, had once battled a young Sikong Yong and suffered a crushing defeat, losing an eye in the process, which had greatly enhanced Sikong Yong’s reputation.

Seeing ‘Sikong Yong’ again, Yin Yang was consumed with hatred.

Yin Yang gritted his teeth in anger, convinced that ‘Sikong Yong’ must remember him and was deliberately pretending not to recognize him to express his disdain.

“Yin Yang, calm down!” But Li Hun waved his hand to stop Yin Yang, who was about to erupt.

Yin Yang snorted coldly and sat back down, but the corners of his mouth were filled with a sneer. Now that Sikong Yong had come, he would not let him leave alive!

“Where is my elder brother?” At that moment, Sikong Huang couldn’t help but question Li Hun.

Li Hun smiled lightly and clapped his hands, “Bring over the young master Sikong!”

“Yes!”

Someone took the order and left.

Su Changkong sat in a chair, seemingly very relaxed, but in reality, he was also carefully observing the people present.

Among them, three individuals drew Su Changkong’s attention: one was Li Hun.

Li Hun, ranked the Fifth among the Eighteen Pirates, clearly possessed formidable strength. Previously, Sikong Zhan had been injured by him and had to recover for over two months, suggesting that Li Hun’s capabilities might not be inferior to Meng Sang’s, perhaps even surpassing them!

The other two were an old man with half-white hair, who was dressed in grey clothes, an elusive and peculiar aura about him, his gaze as cold and venomous as a snake’s.

The last person was a bald, muscular man. Although seated, he was nearly two meters tall, extremely burly, wearing a leather armor that clung tightly to his body, visibly exuding a powerful presence!

These two were likely also experts on par with Li Hun. In addition to another dozen or so from the Qi-Blood Realm, all from various Sea Pirate Groups’ elite, indeed, the cream of the crop had been gathered!

On the side, the Hall Master of the Electric Whale Hall, Gao An, wrapped his voice in True Qi to prevent it from spreading and whispered to Su Changkong, “Gang Leader… that grey-clothed old man should be Li Hun’s master, Ghost Shadow Elder. Despite his age, it’s said that his movements are so skilled that few in the Ink Forest Prefecture City can match him! He’s a dangerous figure!”

“That bald, robust man is the Fourth of the Eighteen Pirates, Tie Jinggang, who has cultivated his Horizontal Training Skill to an inconceivable level, impervious to blades and spears, and unharmed by consuming fierce poisons. Extremely frightening!”

Gao An also noticed the two individuals possessing dangerous auras and conveyed their details to Su Changkong.

“Mm,” Su Changkong nodded slightly, noting it in his heart, Tie Jinggang, Ghost Shadow Elder, Li Hun, each one a top-notch expert comparable to Meng Sang!

Li Hun and the others noticed Gao An’s moving lips but didn’t pay attention; with so many experts gathered, their intention was to engulf the Giant Whale Gang and devour it completely!

“Big brother!”

While everyone waited, a figure escorted by several bandits was brought over in the distance—it was Sikong Zhan!

At the time, Sikong Zhan still looked relatively tidy but very weak and had noticeably lost weight, with cheekbones almost visible and looking extremely haggard. His left little finger had also been chopped off cleanly at the base.

The captured Sikong Zhan had been imprisoned within the Ghost Group for over half a year, naturally not living comfortably, having suffered endless torment.

“Second sister! Father… Father?”

Seeing Sikong Huang, the two Hall Masters, and Su Changkong disguised as Sikong Yong, he was stunned, and his disbelief soon gave way to an uncontrollable anxiety and concern.

Su Changkong and the others had truly come! Just three or four people had delved deep into Ghost Island; it was far too dangerous, akin to a lamb walking into a tiger’s den!

Sikong Huang quickly got up to check on Sikong Zhan, and the Sea Pirates did not stop her.

“You… shouldn’t have come,” Sikong Zhan said with a bitter smile, touched by the gesture. Sikong Huang might be expected, but for Su Changkong to impersonate Sikong Yong and come was to utterly disregard his own life!

Seeing that Sikong Zhan was indeed still alive, Su Changkong also let out a slight sigh of relief. His cheap big brother had suffered quite a bit, but at least he was still alive.