Only those who had truly faced a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast understood just how terrifying one was.
Tang Lan's powerful attacks had likewise been deeply etched into their minds.
Although their restraint and control had also played a certain role,
without Tang Lan there to withstand the Ink Octopus King's devastating attacks, the two of them would still have had no choice but to retreat in regret.
Even if Tang Lan had been replaced by any Soul Douluo, this battle would ultimately have ended in defeat.
The two of them knew this very well, and they admired Tang Lan even more—a mysterious young Soul Master who had already surpassed the vast majority of people in the Soul World.
Even though the three had known one another for over half a month, Kevin and Bauer still knew nothing of Tang Lan's identity or origins.
That night, the sea was exceptionally calm, without the slightest ripple.
There was no sign of any Sea Soul Beasts nearby. The peaceful night brought a sense of comfort.
It was as though the calamity they had encountered during the day had been nothing more than a dream.
Inside the cabin, the passengers raised their glasses and celebrated having survived the disaster.
If not for the many powerful figures aboard and the protection of the barrier, everyone on this ship would likely have perished in these waters.
Tang Lan, Bauer, and Kevin were seated at a table, elegantly sipping red wine from their glasses.
Before this, the three had already divided the spoils.
As the main force behind the Ink Octopus King's death and the greatest contributor, Tang Lan naturally received the Ink Octopus King's right arm bone.
Aside from that, the six Black Gold Beads were divided equally among the three, with two for each person.
Although