Chen Lin beat his Soul Wings and flew toward shore, with Bai Lingyu beside him and the others following nervously behind.
An incense stick's worth of time later.
They landed safely on shore after a close call.
The churning waves slowly subsided, and the sea soon regained its calm.
"Thank you for protecting us, Attendant Chen!"
Having escaped death, everyone thanked him in unison, their gazes filled with gratitude.
At the same time, they were deeply shaken.
If Chen Lin had not displayed such tremendous might just now, everyone except Bai Lingyu would have stood little chance of survival. This was especially true of the attendants who had yet to reach the dominator realm. They had watched three companions perish before their eyes, utterly powerless to resist.
Chen Lin immediately waved his hand.
"You're too kind, fellow Daoists. Even without me, Elder Bai could have brought everyone ashore."
"It's just a shame about Fellow Daoist Wang and the others."
He looked at the sea behind him.
With a soft sigh, he said, "They died before their campaign could even begin. This secret realm truly is perilous beyond measure. We'll have to be doubly careful from here on."
Bai Lingyu's expression was grim as well.
"Enough. Everyone saw what you did. There's no need to be modest. All the Three-Fin Fish we recovered belong to you. We shouldn't linger here. Let's hurry onward."
Hearing this, Chen Lin walked into their midst.
He took out the Mystic Gold Spear and swept it back and forth over the ground. Sensing twenty-odd fish, he accepted without further ceremony and put them straight into his Storage Ring.
Since Bai Lingyu had said these fish offered tremendous benefits, she would not be wrong.
But only if they could be taken outside.
If they could not be