Boom! Water columns surged into the sky as several streaks of demonic light plunged beneath the deep sea, and the spray blotted out the sun.
While keeping her eyes fixed on Yazi, the ferocious beast, Palace Master Bai Yan of the Five-Colored Palace also watched the Tide Beast's movements. Her opponent had apparently anticipated the arrival of her demon army long ago, and Bai Yan could not help feeling a foreboding unease.
The Tide Beast lashed out with several tentacles, sending columns of water soaring to block the streaks of demonic light. Without pausing for an instant, it continued charging forward, heedless of everything. The urgent priority was to scatter this demon army. How many it killed was not a pressing concern.
Nor was that something Tide Beast Xue Yun needed to concern herself with.
Before the demons could react, the Tide Beast's enormous form suddenly seemed to vanish. By the time they came to their senses, it was already right beside the main body of the demon army. Hundreds of low-ranking members of the Demon Race were swept aside by the surging waves.
The deep, resonant toll of a bell mingled with shrill, piercing notes that rose and fell, weaving together into waves of sound. The lower-ranking demons were stunned by the sound waves; some were even killed outright.
This sea-demon clan was, after all, only a marginal power in the South Sea. Even with tens of thousands of troops gathered, they could hardly form a battle array in such haste. In truth, Bai Yan had underestimated Yazi and the other ferocious beasts. She had assumed that even if Yazi appeared, his bloodline would have been diluted through countless generations, and that simply retaining a fraction of his strength would be impressive. To think he could challenge the tens