The crashing waves shattered, and water mist still hung across the sky, not yet dispersed.
The lingering force of Qin He's palm strike still circled above the sea. Invisible pressure bore down layer upon layer, forcibly suppressing the wind and waves across the entire sea until all was terrifyingly silent.
The Sea Demon that had just taken a Saint Tier blow head-on was already covered in dark, tortoise-shell cracks. Black demonic blood churned with the seawater, spreading a foul stench in every direction.
It knew it was no match for Qin He in his current state. Without the slightest intention of continuing the fight, a vicious glint flashed through its savage vertical pupils.
Crack!
A dull sound of bone breaking rang out abruptly.
One of the thick bony spikes on the Sea Demon's tail snapped off by force. Scalding demonic blood gushed forth, and borrowing the impact of severing its tail, its massive body suddenly sank, narrowly shedding most of the remaining force in Qin He's palm.
Even so, the lingering radiance swept across its back, tearing open several wounds deep enough to expose bone. The boiling seawater instantly evaporated, raising vast clouds of white mist.
Its enormous Demonic Body dragged its mangled form as it plunged rapidly toward the bottomless, pitch-black Sea Abyss.
Just as it was about to disappear completely into the darkness, a hoarse, grating roar drifted up from the depths of the sea. "Human Race brat, if you have the guts, follow me down! Let's settle this once and for all!"
Above the sea, the winds were still and the waves calm.
Qin He stood in the air, his white robes hanging motionless, not even the corner of his garments stirring.
His expression remained calm as his deep gaze rested upon the abyssal darkness that devoured