He Was Truly Not One Who Loved Killing

Several thousand li south of Storm Island Reef lay a stretch of sea that belonged to the Sea Clan—the territory of the Tiger-striped Demonic Sharks.

It was midnight. Beneath the tranquil night sky, the hazy moonlight spread a mysterious silver glow across the sea.

Su Fan stood on an unnamed reef, quietly gazing out at the boundless ocean.

A few days earlier, he had arrived in this territory of the Sea Clan and held a "cordial and friendly" exchange with the Tiger-striped Demonic Sharks here.

When they heard that Su Fan wanted to trade with them and saw the various goods he had brought out, several Tiger-striped Demonic Shark cultivators immediately developed wicked thoughts.

Of course, he would not indulge them. He directly beat several Tiger-striped Demonic Sharks until they could no longer care for themselves.

The battle between the two sides had caused quite a commotion, even alarming the clan leader of the Tiger-striped Demonic Sharks.

Su Fan immediately activated his Demonic Transformation, displaying his strength. Seeing that he was not someone to provoke, the clan leader of the Tiger-striped Demonic Sharks agreed to his trade request.

Today was the day they had agreed to conduct the trade. He had arrived early and patiently waited for the Sea Clan to come.

At that moment, something seemed to stir across the distant sea.

Through the pitch-black night, Su Fan vaguely saw ripples beginning to spread across the surface.

Immediately afterward, the originally calm seawater grew turbulent and surging, as if the entire sea had been forcibly split open.

A dense wave of Demonic Energy spread out. More than a hundred Sea Clan cultivators, each dozens of zhang tall, howled as they burst from the sea and appeared before Su Fan.

"Rumble..."

With a violent roar, the sea around the reef