บท 135: Tip of the Iceberg

The ship called Dark Dawn was long and sharp. Like a sharp weapon, it stabbed into the iron ship that Shi Yan and Xia Xinyan were on.

The Dark Dawn was made of some mysterious metal, it was completely black and emanated a mysterious strength. The bow of the ship was as sharp as the tip of a sword. It forcefully stabbed into the interior of the ship that Shi Yan was on, almost splitting it in half.

The Dark Dawn wasn't large, it was only thirty to forty meters long. There were five people standing on the deck.

The young man in the lead was wearing a long silver robe. His brows were like sharp swords, and he was extremely handsome. He stood there like a cold unsheathed sword, with his own oppressing atmosphere.