Chapter 820: Abundant Items

Zhou Huai looked down at the man on the sea surface below.

The man had an extremely rugged appearance, with a head of messy grey hair scattered casually, resembling tangled seaweed in a fierce wind.

His upper body was bare, and his exposed muscles resembled chunks of hard black rock, entwining and crisscrossing, filled with an undisguised, explosive sense of primitive power.

That pitch-black harpoon was held upside down casually by him, dark red water droplets slowly dripping down the tip of the fork, stirring up tiny ripples on the dead-silent sea surface.

What surprised Zhou Huai the most was not the opponent's wild attire, but rather his own perception.

You must know that Zhou Huai currently fused within his body the top-tier Law of Space of the hidden Professionals Victor, with the passive of Void Omniscience fully powered on.

Not to mention a living person, even a speck of dust hidden in the spatial cracks would absolutely be impossible to escape his mental scan.

However, in his line of sight, this muscle-bound Rugged Man was truly standing right there.

Yet within Zhou Huai's Domain of perception, that place was a sphere of pure nothingness.

Completely nonexistent.

It was as if the opponent had not been incorporated into the underlying logic of this world's Heavenly Dao System at all; there was no aura, no energy fluctuation, and not even the determination of vital signs existed.

"This is truly interesting." Zhou Huai's expression remained unchanged, a trace of amusement flashing through his dark golden eyes.

This was the first time he had ever encountered a phenomenon that transcended conventional physics and Law determinations.

"Who are you?"

The Rugged Man on the sea surface spoke first, his voice hoarse and stiff, like two rusted iron pieces violently rubbing against each other, revealing no ups and downs of emotion.

Zhou Huai did not answer his question, instead carrying the dark golden abyssal blood dragon spear casually on his shoulder, asking back from a high position: "Are you that Sea God slumbering in The Seventh World?"

Hearing these words, a rare and obvious trace of surprise flashed through the Rugged Man's originally dead-silent eyes.

He slightly raised his head, looking at Zhou Huai in mid-air, and actually shook his head directly.

"I am no Sea God."

The Rugged Man paused slightly, his fingers holding the harpoon tightening slightly, knuckles turning white, his tone still cold, "Nor is this a place where you should stay."

He heavily thumped the pitch-black harpoon forward, shattering a splash of water beneath his feet.

"I don't care how you found this place, nor do I care what your purpose is; I advise you to leave immediately."

"Let me leave?"

Zhou Huai couldn't help chuckling softly, the vibration of his chest carrying a superior's composure and disdain.

He tilted his head slightly, his eyes beneath the dragon-shaped helmet revealing a substantive, terrifying sense of oppression.

"So much nonsense." Zhou Huai's tone turned abruptly cold, his dragon spear abruptly pointing at the Rugged Man below: "If you want me to leave, it depends on whether you have this strength!"

Before the words faded!

Zhou Huai's figure instantly disappeared in mid-air.

Victor's Law—Universe Reversal activated!

There was no omen of spatial fluctuation, nor any trajectory of movement. Zhou Huai directly violated physical common sense, appearing behind the Rugged Man without any warning.

The abyssal blood dragon spear carried a violent thunder and shadow power, adopting an overbearing posture that tore apart dimensions, fiercely stabbing towards the opponent's heart from behind!

"Die!"

The speed and power of this spear strike—even if that Extreme Ice Empress from before were here, she definitely wouldn't be able to react in time.

However, the moment the spear tip was about to touch the opponent's skin, an extremely bizarre sense of emptiness transmitted along the spear shaft into Zhou Huai's hands.

There was no sluggish tactile sensation of hitting a solid entity.

Nor was there the scene of blood splashing as imagined.

The heavy dragon spear felt as though it passed through a layer of nihilistic phantom, going straight through the Rugged Man's body and heavily smashing onto the black Dead Sea below!

"Boom—!!!"

Tens of thousands of tons of seawater, along with the floating corpses of strange beasts, were forcefully smashed by this strike to roll backward into the sky, forming a huge water curtain hundreds of meters high.

And that Rugged Man actually used the cover of this water curtain to appear like a ghost on the sea surface dozens of meters to Zhou Huai's left.

"Hmm?"

Zhou Huai missed his strike, his brows furrowing imperceptibly.

The initial exchange made him feel extremely unaccustomed.

Because he could not perceive the opponent's existence, all the skills in his body with locking mechanisms became decorations at this moment. Hou Yi's Starlight Beacon could not be attached, and Victor's Seal of the Thunder God could not confirm the target either.

Every attack could only rely on visual capture and pure pre-judgment.

Yet the opponent's speed and reaction happened to be ridiculously fast, with no trajectory of movement to speak of.

This feeling was simply like matching wits and courage with a visible piece of air!

"You cannot hit me."

The Rugged Man stood on the turbulent sea surface, looking expressionlessly at Zhou Huai.

He slowly raised his left hand and fished out a tattered hemp rope net from somewhere.

"Since you won't leave, then stay here forever."

Just as the words fell, he gave a casual toss.

That ordinary tattered net, which looked like it had soaked at the bottom of the sea for tens of thousands of years, expanded violently against the wind the moment it left his palm!

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a gigantic net that blotted out the sky, descending head-on toward Zhou Huai!

Above the giant net, every rough mesh thread flickered with an eerie deep blue light, exuding a taboo aura that isolated all Laws.

"Insignificant tricks."

Zhou Huai snorted coldly, flicking his dragon spear upward.

"Dimensional Cleavage!"

The violent spatial blade instantly formed, creating a silver dimensional storm that crazily shredded toward that giant net.

According to the strength of Victor's Law of Space, this kind of solid net-like item should have been cut into countless particles smaller than atoms the moment of contact.

However, the moment the spatial blade collided with the giant net, a trace of surprise flashed through Zhou Huai's eyes once more.

"Siss, siss, siss—"

The harsh friction sound resounded across the sky.

That tattered net was actually not cut to pieces! Not only that, but the deep blue light flickering on the mesh threads instead acted like some greedy Parasite, gradually devouring and dissolving the indestructible Law of Space released by Zhou Huai.

"You've got some tricks."

Instead of being startled, Zhou Huai was delighted. His figure rapidly shifted backward horizontally in mid-air, calmly avoiding the coverage range of the giant net.

He could tell that the Rugged Man's own Realm might not be as good as old monsters like Anubis, but the items he grasped in his hands were all top-tier rare treasures of The Seventh World!

"It's not over yet."