"I'll fight you to the death!"
Red Claw roared, flinging his two enormous pincers open. Crimson soul power blazed like flames along their edges. His massive body hurtled toward Sea Swallow Douluo and Huben like a burning meteor, dragging towering waves in its wake.
But he had barely charged forward when fifty thousand Giant Claw Crabs unleashed their oppressive aura at once.
His five pairs of walking legs trembled violently, and his shell creaked as though that invisible pressure might crush it at any moment. He gritted his teeth and fought desperately to steady himself, but his body sank uncontrollably. His two enormous pincers slammed into the seabed sediment, stirring up a murky cloud.
Eel King's slender body shuddered. Without hesitation, he prostrated himself, pressing his flattened head against the seabed. His voice trembled with a hint of flattery. "My lord! Please rein in your divine power! The youngsters can't withstand it!"
As he spoke, he pointed the tip of his tail toward the forty thousand or so young sea soul beasts behind him. Those youngsters under ten thousand years old had already collapsed. Most had rolled their eyes back and were blowing bubbles from their mouths, plainly knocked unconscious by that terrifying pressure.
Black Tortoise hurriedly lowered himself as well. The ancient patterns on his shell dimmed a little, and a rare humility entered his voice. "Yes, yes, please quell your anger, my lord. These youngsters' cultivation is still shallow. They cannot withstand such pressure. Please raise your hand in mercy and spare their lives."
Standing on Huben's broad back, Sea Swallow Douluo looked down at the three sea soul beast kings prostrate below. "You're lucky. My lord only wants those over ten thousand years old. But if you don't seal your own cultivation, I can't guarantee they won't