Pry It Open

"Master, the ravens have sent word from the outskirts. The spatial energy in the surrounding waters is extremely active. I fear more than one wizard has arrived in the Devil Sea through the Planar Corridor." The speaker was Madam Pei, dressed in a luxurious purple gown and wearing a black pearl veil.

"The more people, the better. Don't you agree, Hulu?" The Shaluo Witch sat atop a basket, giggling as though she did not care in the least how many people came.

The basket monster beneath her—Hulu—opened its savage, fanged maw and let out a rumbling snore, as if answering its master's question.

Madam Pei covered her face with a folding fan and chuckled softly. True enough. Though there were only two people from Summer Dew Ridge here, their hidden strength was not something that sheer numbers could rival.

The fact that Summer Dew Ridge had forced Deep Sea Song, a wizard organization that had always ranked among the Southern Region Wizarding World's top ten, to yield was enough to prove their strength.

While they discussed matters as though nothing had happened, Leviathan's madness had reached its peak.

In this sea region that seemed on the verge of collapse, storms and thunderstorms were as gentle as a breeze and fine rain. The truly terrifying things were the even fiercer energy storms and spatial tears.

The continental shelf had been heaved up from the seabed, waves rose hundreds of meters high, and in that dark world, lightning serpents danced wildly while energy storms shattered every living thing!

Such a scene was comparable even to the Demonic God Calamity. One glance at it brought visions of the apocalypse to mind.

At that earth-shattering moment, every wizard capable of standing in this region felt an overwhelming pressure descend from the heavens, as though