After a fierce battle, more than sixty percent of the saber-toothed fish tribe that had been hunting the whales remained. Now they were going berserk, determined to leave Bai Yang and the others here.
Looking at the saber-toothed fish tribe pouring toward them like a river from the heavens, Bai Yang furrowed his brow. They were incredibly fast, and there were so many of them. If he left now, they would pursue him without end. The ones in front of him weren't a problem by themselves; what worried him most was the rest of the tribe surrounding and blocking them. If he got caught in the saber-toothed fish tribe's massive encirclement, Bai Yang reckoned that unless he fled all the way back to Earth, things would go badly!
A cold glint flashed in his eyes. Better to wipe out this group of saber-toothed fish and escape the tribe's sight for the time being!
In a one-on-one fight at close quarters, without powerful magical artifacts, divine path cultivators were inferior to Martial Path cultivators, let alone to foreign races with powerful bodies.
But when it came to fighting in groups, Martial Path cultivators of the same realm couldn't hold a candle to even one divine path cultivator!
To wipe out every last saber-toothed fish in front of him, his thunder ability was certainly powerful, but its range was limited and it consumed too much energy. It wasn't the best option.
What was there most of in the vast ocean? Seawater!
With his water-based ability, Bai Yang had an unparalleled advantage out at sea.
Now that he had made up his mind, Bai Yang didn't hesitate. He struck at once!
At a thought, the seawater across a region forty thousand miles in diameter, centered on him, seemed to freeze for a brief