"Release His Highness at once!"
"..."
"Release His Highness at once!"
The shrill howls, wrapped in the pressure of the seawater, exploded through the dark-blue depths like thunder from the ninth heaven rolling across layer upon layer of watery curtains.
At the same time.
Of the "little suns" constantly clashing above this stretch of sea, half suddenly shuddered violently.
Like startled fire phoenixes, they shot backward, tearing through layer upon layer of air waves and transforming into countless streaks of rainbow light that poured down upon Sha Minghong's vital points.
Strangely enough...
Faced with this thunderous offensive capable of severely wounding a Half-Venerable, the elders of the Black Spirit Tiger Shark Clan merely made a token pursuit. They had no intention of holding their opponents back at all costs.
Instead, as they watched the escaping lights shoot away, a dark, sinister sneer surfaced in their eyes.
Seeing this.
Cheng Buzheng, hidden within a fold of the void, also sensed that something was amiss.
It was as though they had long anticipated this step—or as though...
They simply had not taken these rescuers seriously at all.
Especially when he noticed the cold glint that flickered deep within the eyes of the Black Spirit Tiger Shark Clan's Half-Venerable elders.
The feeling that something was wrong only grew stronger.
He stared at Sha Minghong's back. The figure shrouded in scarlet mist remained composed throughout, and even his demon body showed no signs of disarray. An absurd thought climbed into Cheng Buzheng's heart like a poisonous vine:
"Could it be... that Sha Minghong really can suppress a group of Half-Venerables?"
"If not, how could the Black Spirit Tiger Shark Clan's experts be so certain?"
Cheng Buzheng's gaze swept over the scarlet cage enclosing Ao Yuan, and it suddenly seemed familiar.
"Right, why does that