Purple, purple, purple, purple, black, black, black—seven Soul Rings also rose from Wu Sidu and the others.
In the year after Shrek Academy was destroyed, every one of them had been holding a fire inside. With no interference from the outside world, they had devoted themselves to cultivation for more than a year.
Together with the resources Shrek Academy had left in the Shelter, every one of them had advanced at astonishing speed. Now, they were already Soul Saints.
Among this first group who had come to Demon Island, not a single one was below Seven Rings.
Ten seven-ring Soul Saints, plus Two-word Battle Armor, together with Wu Changkong, a Titled Douluo and Three-word Battle Armor Master—no matter where their squad was placed, it would absolutely be a force that could not be ignored.
"There really is a problem."
As the submarine continued deeper in, Wu Changkong's brows locked tight. It was too quiet!
That was right. It was far too quiet. Based on his past experience, the outer waters of Demon Island should have been gathered with large numbers of Sea Soul Beasts.
Although those Sea Soul Beasts did not dare approach Demon Island because of the influence of the Destruction Energy, they should still have been circling outside the island, waiting quietly for the eruption of Life Energy.
Yet now, as their submarine advanced, there was not even the shadow of a single high-level Sea Soul Beast on the surface of the sea. This was clearly very wrong.
One had to know, this was the Ocean!
Even if there were no powerful Ten-thousand-year Sea Soul Beasts appearing here, there should at least have been some schools of hundred-year or thousand-year fish.
But even now, at most Wu Changkong could only sense a few schools of ten-year Sea Soul