Sea Dragon Douluo and the others had resigned themselves to fate, but Xiao Bai, the King of the Demon Soul Great White Shark, refused to admit defeat. She shouted, "The devotion of my faith in the Sea God shall never be desecrated!"
As a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, she could take human form, but she had not truly transformed into a human. Nor did she possess Di Tian's foresight. She had merely been fortunate enough to become Poseidon's mount, gaining everything she had today.
The Sea God was dead.
Yet she refused to accept that fact. Her gaze toward Zhou Qing and Romantina was filled with hatred. "It was all because of you that everything changed! Why don't you just die?!"
Faced with Xiao Bai's hysteria, Zhou Qing remained calm. "The world is constantly changing. If one cannot adapt, cannot change, and stubbornly clings to old views, then even a god will be eliminated by the times. Wasn't the Sea God exactly like that?"
"You were the one who killed him!" Xiao Bai's eyes were bloodshot as she roared.
"That only proves that he failed to strive forward, fell behind the times, and still tried to interfere with their changes. He was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, overestimating himself. Naturally, he was eliminated by the times."
Zhou Qing spoke leisurely, fully qualified to say such words. "You still have a chance. Lead your Demon Soul Great White Shark tribe back to the sea and find another region to live in. Hunt only to fill your stomachs, and do not slaughter wantonly. With the talents of your Demon Soul Great White Shark tribe, surviving—even living comfortably—will not be difficult."
"Without the Sea God's protection, the races of the sea will return to their former state of conflict!" Xiao Bai