The sea was covered with the corpses of countless Demon Beasts. The water within a thousand-mile radius had turned blood-red, and the air was thick with the stench of blood and the savory scent of flesh.
The Qilin Turtle lay atop the sea, feasting ravenously on the dead Demon Beasts.
After advancing to the Fifth Order, its appetite had increased greatly. To it, the Beast Tide was simply an extra meal.
Wang Ruyan gazed at the retreating Demon Beasts and breathed a sigh of relief. In truth, she could have used music to create illusions and make the Demon Beasts slaughter one another. However, musical attacks targeted everyone. The Island Protection Formation could withstand ordinary attacks, but not musical attacks.
If she had not been worried about affecting Wang Qiushui and the others, Wang Ruyan would have gone all out against the Demon Beasts.
The Qilin Turtle had contributed quite a bit this time. Its sheer size alone exceeded that of all the invading Demon Beasts.
"Qiushui, send people to collect the Demon Beast corpses. Have Core Formation Cultivators handle it, and be careful."
Wang Ruyan instructed him.
"Yes, Grandmother."
Wang Qiushui answered and left Tianshu Island with more than a dozen clansmen to collect the corpses.
Beast Tides often erupted in this sea region. They were dangerous, but also opportunities. To powerful forces, a Beast Tide was an opportunity to make a fortune.
There were many versions of stories about impoverished Rogue Cultivators digging extraordinary treasures or Legacy Pearls out of Demon Beast stomachs, then gaining great abilities and seeing their cultivation soar. Such tales made many low-level cultivators yearn for the same fortune.
Who hasn't daydreamed? What if the dream really came true?
The Qilin Turtle feasted ravenously, devouring the corpses of more than a hundred Tier 4