Back when he was still in the Outer Academy, hunting down bandits, Jiang Wang had learned one truth the hard way—
Death was far more likely to come while you were fleeing.
When life and death hung in the balance, the one who feared death less was often the one who survived.
The moment you gave in to fear, your feet slowed and your blade grew dull.
So he didn't hesitate for an instant. Sword Gleaming Cold Light in hand, he sprang from the Flame Sea, which had yet to dissipate, and charged straight at the four Sea Race warriors who had arrived first.
He swept his sword horizontally, as if he were Open Heaven and Earth Line.
Then he brought one palm down vertically, unleashing another Eight-Sound Sea-Burning!
The Heaven and Earth Isolated Island, lush with verdant trees and exceptionally vast, let his Dao Essence far surpass that of cultivators at the same level. Even a Grade A Top-tier Dao Art like Eight-Sound Sea-Burning could be unleashed seven or eight times in a single battle without exhausting him.
Faced with Jiang Wang's ferocity, as God-like and Devilish as it was, the Sea Race warriors didn't dare let their guard down.
A Sea Race Combat Squad was ten members at full strength. Aside from one warrior who had returned to Cang Sea on business, every member of this squad had come.
In just over three days, this Human Race cultivator had killed thirty-four Commander Rank Sea Beasts. Killing or capturing him would surely be a Great Merit.
They had eagerly launched their hunt and completely surrounded their opponent. The first step had clearly gone perfectly. All they needed to do was cast the net, and they would return laden with spoils.
But who could have imagined that, in the blink