No one wanted to suffer losses on both sides, so for the time being, they could only maintain this loose alliance.
This arrangement was much like the territorial disputes between two countries in Xu Yi's previous life. Neither side was willing to budge, and public opinion raged, but everyone knew that firing the first shot would cost far more than gaining that little strip of land.
"From here on, Little Friend Xu, you can coordinate our actions."
Ming Sihuo was astonishingly magnanimous.
It wasn't that he trusted Xu Yi completely. Rather, he knew that in the current situation, they were all in the same boat. He believed that someone as clever as Xu Yi would know how to choose.
At the same time, he had great faith in Xu Yi's mind. In all his years of cultivation, he had never met a cultivator more quick-witted than this fellow.
Xu Yi nodded and was about to speak when, suddenly, a streak of light shot over their heads.
A vast expanse of blood mist then spread through the air.
"Dragon King Whale Heart Blood! This is bad—they're using its blood scent to lure the demon beasts!"
Elder Ma cried out in alarm.
"Get out of here, now!"
Xu Yi shouted, diving rapidly toward the sea. In an instant, he was barely a hundred feet above the water. On the gray sea below, fist-sized bubbles began popping up, as though a great fire were boiling an iron pot.
The sea for more than ten miles around them began to churn.
"Look over there!"
Elder Xi shouted, pointing west.
Everyone turned to look and saw a wall of water more than a hundred feet high, blotting out the sky as it came crashing toward them.
"Bad! The east, the south—oh no, the north too..."