"Quiet! Do you have a death wish? The Fifth Prince has the most violent temper. If even a few words reach his ears, not only will you lose your life, but our tribe's days ahead will become even harder." Another, older sea-clam demon whose cultivation had reached the Heavenly Immortal level sharply rebuked him.
" if you ask me, we should build on the battle merits we've earned. Once we've accumulated enough, we can bypass the Dragon Palace and ask another Sea Demon King to transfer us to a different sea registry. Then we won't have to endure Ao Meng bleeding us dry every day." The clam tribe man who had spoken earlier didn't stop grumbling just because he'd been scolded.
"I heard the army the dragon race sent to Starfall City took another heavy defeat. I don't think Ao Meng's good days will last much longer. The situation across the Heavenly Court is so tense right now that sooner or later Ao Meng will be reassigned too. It'd serve a coward who bullies the weak right to die on the battlefield."
"Exactly. Now that Brother Hong mentions it, that really does seem possible."
"It's only been a few years since I entered the Immortal-Demon Battlefield. How can that be possible?" When a group of sea-clam demons passed nearby, Lu Xiaotian stood there dumbfounded after hearing some of their conversation.
In fact, the timeline the sea-clam demons had mentioned roughly added up once he subtracted the time he'd spent trapped in the thunderstorm.
Lu Xiaotian didn't suspect the sea demons of lying. They didn't even know he existed; this had simply been a conversation among the sea-clam demons themselves.
Could time have passed at a different rate in that nearly thousand-year thunderstorm than it did in the outside world? The