"Wuu... wuu..."
Xiao Bai forced out broken, suppressed cries and roars from her throat.
Under Xia Ming's omnipresent, terrifying pressure, her massive body trembled violently.
There was both the fury of seeing her faith desecrated and the helpless frustration of witnessing a traitor reveal intelligence while being unable to do anything about it.
Her gaze was fixed fiercely on Xia Ming, then she viciously glared at the spot where the Abyssal Star Puffer had vanished.
Her eyes burned with raging fury and bone-deep hatred.
As well as a trace of wavering and panic at the truth exposed within the Sea God's faith—a trace she herself had not even noticed.
She seemed to want to struggle and roar, to demand answers.
To curse Xia Ming, the blasphemer, and the Abyssal Star Puffer, the betrayer of faith.
However, Xia Ming's pressure was like invisible shackles. It not only restrained her movements but completely sealed her voice.
Not even the slightest mental fluctuation could escape.
She could only open and close her enormous jaws futilely like a fish thrown ashore, crying out soundlessly.
While the storm in her heart raged in silence.
Xia Ming did not even spare Xiao Bai another glance.
His gaze was calm and still, as if the intense emotions of this Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast before him
were no more significant than sea winds brushing past a reef, not worth mentioning.
The precise coordinates of the Demon Soul Great White Shark clan's deep-sea habitat, the size of the clan, and other detailed information
had already been clearly conveyed to Xia Ming as supplementary information when the Abyssal Star Puffer had revealed intelligence about the other Sea God believers.
To Xia Ming, Xiao Bai's existence at this moment
had no practical value beyond serving as a stubborn symbol of the Sea