How could they possibly keep fighting a battle like this? They were certain to lose!
Those who reacted quickly had already greased the soles of their shoes and fled; those with worse luck were killed outright, without much chance for even their Nascent Souls to escape. Often, before they could use Teleportation, those sharks swallowed them in one bite.
As the overlords of the ocean, sharks were already vicious to the extreme.
Sea beasts were the same!
Yet this was not even the most terrifying part.
A powerful aura surged out in a majestic wave, so dreadful that every living creature within a hundred li trembled in fear.
Even the seawater heaved and surged.
This pressure, this aura!
Could it be...
The cultivators were dumbstruck and involuntarily stopped what they were doing. And so, an eerie scene appeared.
One moment, it had been a fierce clash of tens of thousands fighting each other; the next, it had become cold and silent to the extreme. Even those frenzied sharks moved in perfect unison, turning toward the left as though looking out for something. Then their bodies bowed slightly, as if respectfully welcoming it.
Wooo...
The sea wind blew past, and then a mass of bloody light appeared in their line of sight with extreme eeriness. Its area was not absurdly large, only about one mu, but it was dazzlingly red, as if fresh blood were about to drip from within it.
Afterward, that blood-red cloud arrived above the battlefield and spun in circles. A short while later, the red light receded, revealing a pale-faced cultivator.
He wore brocade clothes and a jade robe, but his figure was far taller than that of an ordinary cultivator. He was very thin; whether it was his face or the skin on his hands, there