At this moment, these Demon Race soldiers were waging war on a vast, pitch-black seabed.
Their opponents were powerful Anomalies, as well as wild demonic beasts. Most of these demonic beasts were enormous in size, but low in intelligence.
A valiant man clad in armor held a halberd and rode atop a massive sea dragon, his boundless power linking five hundred thousand troops.
Together, they formed an immense military formation that swept through all before it.
He led the army in a frenzied extermination of every demonic beast and Anomaly.
The blood of countless demonic beasts and Anomalies spilled across the seabed, drawing in vast schools of fish.
But these fish only dared to circle at the outskirts, utterly unwilling to approach the battlefield.
Even a stray ripple of power from the battle could tear them to pieces.
As for those Anomalies, faced with the army's encirclement and suppression, they had little power to resist and were easily slain.
Li Qing observed quietly and discovered that the ground was littered with fragments of corpses!
In the vicinity of this underwater mountain range, spanning a hundred li in every direction, no fewer than a million lives had perished.
Apocalyptic radiance flickered in his eyes as he silently surveyed his surroundings.
Before long, he noticed what was unusual about this region.
Threads of essence energy occasionally rose from the earth in this area.
Some fish absorbed this essence energy, then underwent abnormal transformations.
Some seemed to awaken their bloodlines, coming to understand the source of their bloodline power and producing fluctuations and strength of cultivation.
Other strands of essence energy twisted through the ocean out of thin air, transforming in a short time into terrifying figures—or rather, drawing Anomalies from some unknown layer of spacetime into descent.
The emanating essence energy was