"Sea Beast?" Jiang Wang asked, puzzled.
He had unconsciously spoken in the language of Qi, but the other party had clearly understood him.
The Bald Sea Clan, transformed into a giant crab, flew into a rage and roared in the language of Qi as well. "Lowly slave, how dare you insult the Sea Lord with such a name!"
His voice boomed like thunder. He swung his giant claw down like a hammer!
Clang!
The giant claw smashed into a silver-white circle of light that had suddenly appeared. It couldn't break through, nor could it send the circle flying.
Jiang Wang raised a Circle of Sword and easily blocked the blow.
No wonder. No wonder that Eight-Clawed Sea Beast's Sea of Consciousness had looked like that.
No wonder that Eight-Clawed Sea Beast had clearly possessed a Divine Soul, and no wonder the Sea Beasts they'd encountered along the way had all been different from it.
This Sea Beast was not that Sea Beast.
Judging by the fury of this beast-shaped Sea Clan, he clearly felt he had suffered a grave insult. The term "Sea Beast" must have been an insult to him, like calling a person a dog.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The giant claws hammered down again and again.
Each blow rang like a hammer striking iron, carrying the force of a thousand jun.
But the Circle of Sword didn't budge.
From within the silver-white circle came Jiang Wang's clear voice. "My turn."
In the brief interval between the giant claws striking down and rising again, the silver-white Circle of Sword seemed to vanish. A sword still swept across before him!
Like a scholar in high spirits sweeping his brush across the page, a stroke of Wolf Hair Brush flicked out, leaving a streak of ink in the heavens—a trace of