บท 1361: The Seventh Master Was Beaten to a Pulp

They were acutely aware of the status of Thirteen in the Spirit Sea.

In the Spirit Sea, there existed thirteen of the most formidable heaven's favorites.

The once illustrious Thirteenth Master had fallen.

Now, only twelve of the thirteen remained.

Their presence remained a source of dread.

Each one reigned as an overlord of the Spirit Sea.

Their mere words could render the core of the Spirit Sea off-limits to Kylo disciples, turning it into a forbidden zone.

The Spirit Sea became their sacred ground.

"The two of you…" Lino Whipple, the current Master of Kylo, exclaimed, a mix of shock and anger evident in his voice.

A heavy sigh echoed from the depths of the Spirit Sea.

Within the spirit mist's deepest recesses lay a solitary piece of ice encased in brown stone.

At this moment, it fractured open.

Emerging from within was a white-haired youth.