Although they had long heard Xiahou Aotian describe the situation on the seabed, witnessing it firsthand still made everyone's scalps tingle.
They finally understood why Xiahou Aotian had been so terrified earlier. For anyone outside the Night Wanderer class, the sight was indeed far too shocking.
"Fuck, that scared the hell out of me," Free Eagle's voice rang in everyone's ears.
Then came Red Chicken Bro's voice. "No wonder the yin energy is so heavy. My hands and feet are going numb. So there are this many yin corpses. I really want to burn them all to ashes, but down here on the seabed, I can't exert any strength at all."
"Red Chicken Bro's underwater combat ability is even worse than Yuanshi Tianzun's yin corpses," Cloud Dream said at once.
Red Chicken Bro turned to stare at the young girl from the Qinghe Tribe in shock. He had not expected this delicate-looking little girl to think so poorly of him.
Cloud Dream's expression immediately turned somewhat awkward.
Just then, Love of Summer Trees' sharp warning exploded in the team members' ears. "Watch out!"
As her words fell, the tens of thousands of yin corpses standing on the seabed and at the ship's prow rose in unison. Like a school of sardines, they surged upward in a dense mass.
Some wore cloth garments, while others were clad in armor, but all were tattered beyond recognition. Their hands made no swimming motions, yet the currents carried them upward on their own.
"They're yin corpses adept at moving through water. This is troublesome." Xiahou Aotian bared his teeth and quickly rose, widening the distance.
"You handle them. I may be the protagonist, but I'm an Occultist who isn't good at fighting."
His voice sounded through the earpieces, and no one could tell whether