Three massive conch shells, forged into an underwater shuttle, navigated the water with a steady, unhurried pace. This type of deep-sea craft, crafted from shells and conches, was specifically designed for the races dwelling below.

Unlike the surface races, the beings of the Ruin Sea seabed were largely capable of enduring the terrifying abyssal pressure, able to dive into the deepest parts of the ocean.

The vastness of the Ruin Sea floor far exceeded the surface world, making it an ideal habitat for underwater life. For this very reason, many water-loving races had migrated vast distances, resulting in the current population of deep-sea life in the Ruin Sea significantly outnumbering the high-level life forms found on the surface.

The interiors of the three underwater shuttles were luxuriously appointed, adorned with numerous pearls, gems, and crystals, with luminous bubbles drifting about, shimmering with opalescent halos.

A dozen members of the Sea Race, distinguished by tentacles on their heads, scales on their necks, or long beards sprouting from their mouths—their appearances not entirely uniform—were drinking and reveling inside the shuttle, laughing loudly in their native tongue.

Several beautiful Sea Race women, graceful and alluring, moved within the shuttle, diligently attending to their needs.

"My lord, recently the surface has been issuing continuous commands, telling us to be watchful. They say the Five Clans have posted bounties, searching for someone. What exactly is going on?" a Sea Race male inquired of the minor leader beside him, who was laughing boisterously while holding a beauty close.

"Some young members of the Five Clans came down to the seabed searching for the Primordial Relic and were wiped out. The elders of the Five Clans are furious and are seeking retribution from the murderer. Heh heh, keep your eyes peeled lately. If we get lucky enough to stumble upon him, see any valuable news, we’ll be set for life," the leader grinned, gesturing toward a blue crystal. Within the crystal, the image of a rocky figure gradually emerged. "It's this person. The entire Ruin Sea is looking for him now. I don't know the specifics, but this fellow is definitely doomed. Too many people have their eyes on him."

"I thought so. Many strangers have descended near our territory lately, wandering around like rabid dogs, causing widespread anxiety. I even thought a war was brewing, but it turns out they are just looking for one person. Isn't that an overreaction?"

"Who knows? Anyway, the whole Ruin Sea is in an uproar. I don't know the exact reason."

"Dong! Dong! Dong!"

Suddenly, within this opulent conch-shaped shuttle, a circular drum mounted on the wall began to sound on its own, beating with extreme rapidity.

"Dong! Dong! Dong!"

The identical drums inside the other two shuttles also began to clang furiously at the same moment.

Sea Race clansmen, with their bizarre appearances, emerged from within, their expressions bewildered.

"The Spiritual Resonance Drum never sounds without cause. Three of them sounding together means a powerful entity is nearby," one person called out.

"This area of the sea is remote; very few people frequent it. How could an outsider arrive?"

"Who knows? People from the surface have gone mad recently, searching everywhere. Maybe one of them stumbled right in here."

"Damn it, what a bother. Everyone, be vigilant."

The Sea Race clansmen grumbled, and the three shuttles converged, ceasing their revelry.

"Someone's here!"

"A powerful aura!"

"Intense killing intent!"

"Could it be those guys we ran into?"

"..."

Suddenly, every Sea Race clansman felt a jolt of dreadful unease resonate through their souls, sensing a heavy pressure surging in from all directions.

A figure with scarlet eyes suddenly materialized ahead, resembling a bloodthirsty beast, cruelty leaking from the corners of its mouth. With a wave of its hand, a massive Stellar Saw Blade descended with a roar. The saw blade, hundreds of meters long and as wide as a door panel, contained the torrent of stars, instantly immobilizing all the Sea Race members.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

The three underwater shuttles instantly snapped into six pieces, and a dozen Sea Race members were cleaved in half. Before they could launch any effective counterattack, the figure surged forward crazily, immediately commencing a massacre.

"It's him!"

"He’s the one the Five Clans are looking for!"

"We’re rich! Rich! Just relaying the news, and we’ll be rich!"

"Hahaha!"

"Everyone scatter and flee! Release the news about him, and we'll immediately receive the rewards from the Five Clans!"

Those Sea Race clansmen had no intention of fighting to the death. Upon seeing the assailant was the very person the Five Clans sought, they burst into crazed laughter and instantly scattered, darting away like quicksilver fish in every direction.

Figure after figure emerged from the paths they fled, one radiating light as blinding as the blazing sun, another splitting into thousands of avatars, another engulfed by a dance of ferocious wraiths, and yet another sealing everything with Ice Dao Mystery. As soon as these individuals appeared, they positioned themselves precisely in the escape routes of the fleeing ones, their strikes ruthless and decisive.

One by one, the Sea Race members screamed as they were obliterated.