Deep Sea Demonic Whale King!

Across the boundless ocean, a tall figure flickered like a phantom.

One moment, he stood atop the crest of a wave; the next, he had already appeared in another stretch of sea ten thousand meters away.

Yang Jian stepped through the void. With every step, a faint golden ripple spread through the air beneath his feet, as though space itself were a solid foothold.

He crossed the sea step by step, moving so fast that no one could possibly trace his path.

The sea wind howled past his ears, carrying the salty tang of mist and the lingering warmth steamed up by the blazing sun.

Yang Jian calmly swept his gaze across the churning sea below, the rippling blue reflected deep within his golden eyes.

Just then, a blue column of water roughly fifty meters in diameter suddenly erupted from the sea beneath Yang Jian.

It came without warning, blasting skyward from beneath the tranquil surface like a colossal sword forged from seawater, stabbing up from the ocean depths.

It was unbelievably fast. In the blink of an eye, it had surged to a height of around five hundred meters, charging straight at Yang Jian with thunderous force.

The terrifying Soul Power contained within the water column made the surrounding space tremble incessantly, while the air let out a shrill wail beneath its crushing pressure.

Such an attack was not something an ordinary Soul Beast could unleash. If struck head-on, even a Soul Douluo-level expert would be gravely injured in an instant.

But the creature that had ambushed Yang Jian had clearly underestimated his strength.

Yang Jian did not even furrow his brow, and not the slightest hint of surprise appeared on his face.

He had long sensed the movements of the thing beneath the water through his spiritual power.