Over the azure sea, scarlet blood slowly spread, the thick stench of it drifting through the air. Corpses that still radiated terrifying fluctuations and retained traces of warmth drifted with the waves.
Clearly, a brutal battle had taken place here.
A massive Demon Soul Great White Shark, covered in wounds, swayed its shark tail and swam up to their King. Looking at the demon-god-like figure sitting on the King's back, a flash of fear involuntarily crossed its huge, bell-like eyes, and it hurriedly lowered its head.
On the King's back, that figure sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. A blood-red spirit ring surrounded him, trembling from time to time, its enormous fluctuations sweeping up towering waves and spreading outward.
The pressure it released made even this shark, second only to the King, feel fear from the bottom of its heart.
It glanced at the surrounding sea, where corpses lay everywhere, and grief surged uncontrollably within it. Lowering its head toward the King, it let out a low whimper.
Xiao Bai exhaled heavily, her brows carrying both the joy of avenged hatred and the sorrow of fallen kin. Hearing her subordinate's report, she said in a low voice:
"Go. Settle the wounded clansmen, then send people to bring the bodies of our kin back to Sea God Island. We'll wait here for now. Once the lords have finished absorbing their spirit rings, we'll return together."
Hearing this, the Demon Soul Great White Shark nodded, swam away, and began making arrangements.
Withdrawing her gaze from the bodies of her clansmen, Xiao Bai turned her head and looked at Evil Tiger's enormous corpse not far away, uncontrollable longing appearing in her eyes. If she could absorb Evil Tiger's essence, her strength would definitely rise another level.
She took a deep breath and suppressed