Above the storm-tossed sea, Lin Sheng exhaled a heavy, turbid breath, savage killing intent flashing through his eyes.
Two successive waves of relentless ambushes had thoroughly stirred the brutality in his heart.
His towering body stood over ten meters tall, its vast, surging vitality sweeping in all directions and forcing the churning waves around him outward.
Dense, pitch-black Inferno Black Flame shot skyward from his body. Flames churned and scorching winds howled, wrapping his enormous frame in layer upon layer.
The five Deep Sea Tribe experts opposite him were powerfully built, far stronger than the demigod commanders he had encountered last time.
Viscous, sinister dead sea rules wreathed their bodies, cold and deathly still, corroding everything with their thick aura of decay and erosion.
They were the true pillars of the Deep Sea Tribe. Tempered through prolonged immersion in dead sea rules, each possessed combat strength far beyond an ordinary peak demigod. Any one of them could suppress the small and midsized Sea Tribes of the coastal waters.
Yet now, facing Lin Sheng, whose overwhelming presence seemed to shake the world like an Ancient Demon God incarnate...
All five involuntarily tensed, an instinctive fear rising within them.
Clearly, the man before them was stronger than they had imagined, beyond their ability to withstand.
Still, none of the five panicked. In the next instant, they formed hand seals together and activated a Secret Art.
Humm...
Low, cryptic whispers in an alien tongue echoed through the curtain of rain. Countless slender, resilient, semitransparent tendrils sprouted from all five bodies at once.
The tendrils extended wildly, weaving and linking together, tightly binding their bodies as flesh and rule power rapidly fused.
With this came a terrifying aura, increasingly savage, vast, and uncanny, rapidly gestating and swelling between the five.
Nearby, Andy had steadied