Wheel King Palace's Destruction (I)

Dongyang Wei, who had been frightened witless by the Fire-Winged Monkey's strike, saw Dongyang Cheng lying at the bottom of the sea, his life or death unknown, and immediately grew anxious. She hurriedly descended toward the seabed.

When she reached the seabed, she saw Dongyang Cheng with his eyes tightly shut, blood spilling from his mouth, and his face as pale as paper. His features, which had seemed to grow younger before, had already begun to slowly age.

Every one of these signs proved that Dongyang Cheng had suffered severe injuries. If he was not treated in time, his life would likely be in danger.

Dongyang Wei hurriedly picked up Dongyang Cheng. With a flash of her figure, she prepared to leave.

She was in a rush to return and treat Dongyang Cheng's injuries. As for the others, she could no longer spare any thought for them.

Besides, there was a Saint Realm beast here. If she stayed any longer, there was a good chance she would be buried here as well.

Even their Old Ancestor's strength could not withstand a single strike from that Saint Realm beast. It was easy to imagine how formidable it was.

The difference between the Saint Realm and the state of not having fully advanced into the Saint Realm was truly enormous.

Before this, she had thought that even if the strange beast advanced, it would at most be comparable to their Old Ancestor's strength—at the very least, they should have been able to contend with it.

The result, however, was worlds apart. The strange beast had actually advanced directly into the complete Saint Realm, something Dongyang Cheng and Dongyang Wei had never expected.

That was also why Dongyang Cheng had hurried here. Because of his momentary negligence, Dongyang Wei had been seriously wounded