In theory, Qian Daoliu should not have interfered in something like this. In practice, however, he was already here, so spending a little more time hardly mattered.
Even with him away from Spirit Hall, nothing would go wrong in such a short time. If Spirit Hall really fell apart just because he was gone for two or three days, then, bluntly put, it had no reason to exist in the first place.
The Mermaid Clan's territory was very close to the northern reaches of the Douluo Continent, at the boundary just beyond the icy sea of the Far North.
This was where warm and cold waters met. Vast amounts of nutrients accumulated here, feeding the algae, which in turn allowed enormous numbers of krill to breed. Various spirit beast populations and fish lived here, enjoying greater nourishment and more opportunities to reproduce.
Both the seawater and the ambient energy here were exceptionally nourishing. It was a fine location, rare even across the entire ocean.
After all, the Mermaid Clan was a sizable community, and they had quite a few subordinate spirit beasts to feed as well. Naturally, such a large, rich area had long been their home.
After flying north for a while, Chen Ming reached roughly the location indicated by the Sea God's information.
Since this was out at sea, the location was rather vague. Yet after Chen Ming finally confirmed that he was indeed within the designated area, he saw neither a single Evil Spirit Orca nor a single mermaid. There were only large numbers of fish and spirit beasts going about their lives in the water, without the slightest sign of a battle.
After a moment's thought, Chen Ming plunged straight into the sea and unceremoniously stopped a ten-thousand-year spirit beast.
Faced with this human Spirit Master