The Sea God Island soul masters behind them had already begun to clamor, their words filled with extreme dissatisfaction toward Tang San.
For a moment, Dai Mubai and the others did not know how to comfort Tang San.
The great white shark pack came to a stop, letting out waves of mournful cries for their dead leader.
Bo Saixi was equally heartbroken, but this was not the time for grief.
"Calm down! Infighting at a time like this—do you want the Spirit Hall Empire to wipe us all out in one fell swoop?" she shouted sternly.
The Sea God Island soul masters finally fell silent and looked at Bo Saixi.
Bo Saixi said, "None of us knew that thing would explode, nor did we realize that the Demon Whale King was still alive. Xiao Bai's death is not Tang San's fault. If you want to blame someone, blame the Spirit Hall Empire. They harbor wolfish ambitions and seek to destroy us. No matter what, today we must eliminate them at sea."
Bo Saixi's words instantly redirected the hostility, turning all the soul masters' hatred toward the Spirit Hall Empire.
Immediately, countless angry shouts rose up, and surging killing intent spread toward the Spirit Hall Empire.
The Spirit Hall Empire's warships did not slow down and continued sailing toward Sea God Island.
Tang Hao rode a shark over to Tang San's side and comforted him. "Little San, don't blame yourself. This isn't your fault."
"Dad, I understand," Tang San said.
Then he called out loudly, "That thing should explode as soon as it is touched. If the Spirit Hall Empire fires more of them, we'll use long-range soul skills to detonate them."
He quickly calmed down and made reasonable arrangements.
Bo Saixi nodded. "We'll do as Little San says."
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