Kong Yi feared the metal block was too heavy for the waves to carry it far, so he hurriedly cast a spell. The waves churned, and the metal block was sent shooting off into the distance.
Those demons were all injured as well, watching helplessly as the metal block vanished. The True Dragon roared, "Little ones, head into the sea and find it!" After speaking, it scanned its surroundings, its heart burning with rage. More than half of the Qi Gathering Stage demons had been lost—over twenty in total—and six Dao Foundation Stage demons had perished, with the survivors all wounded. In contrast, the Sea Heaven Sect had suffered far lighter casualties; fourteen Qi Gathering Stage cultivators had died, along with three from the Dao Foundation Stage.
Yet, Kong Yi's heart was practically bleeding. In the ten years of bitter fighting against the Demon Race, they had never suffered such losses, and those who had fallen were the elite among their peers in the Sea Heaven Sect. Although both sides were injured, the physical bodies of the demons were clearly superior to those of human cultivators; looking at the comparison, the situation was only becoming more unfavorable.
Just then, someone shouted, "A ship! A ship is coming!" The True Dragon was startled and looked up to see a flying ship appearing in the distance, its appearance nearly identical to the one belonging to the Sea Heaven Sect. Although the True Dragon did not know who the newcomers were, it understood that this was human territory and they were certainly foes, not friends. It made a split-second decision, let out a strange cry, and led the remaining demons into the water to escape.
A moment later, the large ship arrived nearby. When Kong Yi saw that the leading cultivator was Wan