Thunder Eel Race

"Hmph! Lei Ba, you big bully!"

Xiao Yi planted her hands on her hips and blocked everyone's path, both cheeks puffed up in anger like a little pufferfish guarding its food. Flames of fury burned in her pale-blue eyes. "We found this Sea God Scepter first! Don't even think about taking it! You people of the Thunder Eel Race only know how to follow others and steal their things. Shameless!"

That crisp scolding echoed through Sea God Valley. Paired with her tiny body and huffing, puffing look, it had not the slightest bit of intimidation; instead, it made people struggle not to laugh.

When Lei Ba heard her, he first froze, then threw back his head and laughed wildly, the sound shaking the Mysterious Underworld Crabs at the valley entrance until they all shrank back into their shells. He looked down at Xiao Yi from above, his face full of mockery. "Hahaha! Little girl, do you think this is playing house? With just you few First-Rank Martial Venerable ants, you think you're worthy of saying the word 'found'? The Sea God Scepter belongs to those capable enough to take it, and you—"

He stretched out a thick finger and swept it over Lu Changsheng, Shi Jingtian, and the others one by one, the corner of his mouth splitting into a savage curve. "Are only fit to be stepping stones for this young master!"

"Stop these human mongrels for me! Don't let them interfere while this young master takes the divine scepter!"

"Yes!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Before his words had even faded, the dozen or so Thunder Eel Race experts behind Lei Ba roared in unison, purple-black lightning exploding all around them. Their figures moved like bolts of electricity, transforming into thunderous afterimages that tore through the seawater as they madly