Although each one possessed only twenty percent of the original Sea Fork's power, there were so many of them that they could even restrain enemies.
After the Armored Sea Lion, driven into a frenzy, was bound, it was met with countless Soul Tool attacks.
The Soul Power radiance filling the sky nearly obscured everything, making it impossible to see what was happening within.
At first, the Armored Sea Lion's furious roars could still be heard. Later, the sounds grew weaker and weaker until they became barely audible.
"Let's go. There's no need to keep watching. That Armored Sea Lion is already theirs for the taking."
Seeing that the battle was nearing its end, Tang Lan lost interest in watching any further and immediately steered the soul boat eastward.
At their closest point, the two sides were only a thousand meters apart, and both had already noticed each other's presence.
Yet everyone tacitly ignored the other side.
The reason was simple: most of those who came here were after the resources around the Sea of Death.
Unless they held some tremendous grudge, they would not have much to do with one another.
After entering the Sea of Death, this kind of gloomy weather had become the norm. Clear skies, instead, had become something to long for.
Over the course of a month, thirteen days would be overcast, and it would rain on ten of those days. Only two days would be rare sunny days, and they would not necessarily arrive on schedule.
Tang Lan and the others had long since made thorough preparations. They had every kind of supply, including enough food for three months.
Even that much had been prepared only because Tang Lan was being conservative.
In Tang Lan's view, as long as he wanted to leave, no place