Having suddenly gained power far beyond anything she had imagined, Bai Xiuxiu brimmed with confidence.
A hundred and forty thousand years!
I'm so strong!
Ora, ora, ora!
Now, even if the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King came, she would dare to throw out a couple of threats in her mind while fleeing, instead of going limp with terror like before.
Back then, she could not even move when she wanted to escape.
Now this is what it means to be strong!
Hmph, hmph!
The continents covered only about thirty percent as much area as the oceans. In terms of the varieties and numbers of soul beasts they supported, they might not even measure up to five percent.
Heading west, Xia Yan was bound for the Sun Moon Continent, where he could find the mental-type soul beast he needed.
The Evil Eye.
If he wanted to change the continent, he needed the Evil Eye's power.
A day later, Bai Xiuxiu chased the setting sun. The sunset dyed the sea a brilliant red, and she made no attempt to restrain her hundred-and-forty-thousand-year aura. Suddenly, the sea heaved, and a blood-red octopus measuring over five hundred meters long with its tentacles attacked her.
Judging by its aura, it was somewhere between two hundred thousand and three hundred thousand years old.
Bai Xiuxiu fought with all her might, whipping up tsunamis. In the end, basking in glory, she beat a victorious retreat with her head held high.
There was no helping it. Fighting above her level was no problem; she could even take on a hundred-and-seventy-thousand-year beast. But this giant octopus was at least two hundred thousand years old. The gap was simply too wide, and she really could not beat it.
Xia Yan did not want to kill the giant octopus either. There