Above the turbulent Demonic Whale Sea, the earth-shaking clashes of Soul Power finally began to subside.
After enduring a one-sided barrage in a grueling succession of battles, the fight gradually drew to a close.
The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King, once unrivaled and ruler of the seas for hundreds of thousands of years, was now covered in wounds. Its mountain-sized body bore crisscrossing gashes deep enough to expose bone, and its crimson blood had turned the surrounding waters into a horrifying sea of red.
Gravely injured, the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King could only lie limp atop the sea like a heap of mud, gasping for breath as it no longer had the strength to stir even the slightest wave.
Facing nine Ninety-Ninth Rank Peerless Douluo fighting at full power in perfect coordination—
What could it, a top-tier Soul Beast nearly a million years old with one foot already across the threshold of godhood, possibly do?
How could it possibly win?!
Even with its tough hide, thick flesh, and outrageously tenacious vitality, it had been worn down by the relentless battering of nine peerless powerhouses. It was now completely spent and had lost all ability to resist.
As the battle ended,
Qian Wentian formed hand seals with both hands and calmly lifted the Ninth Soul Skill, Heavenly Net, that had sealed heaven and earth.
Qian Wuji withdrew his Martial Soul Avatar, turned into a streak of golden light, and landed steadily on the deck of the sailboat that had been watching from a safe distance. He came before Qian Renheng and Qian Renxue.
"Hahaha, Xiao Heng!"
Qian Wuji waved his folding fan. "Go on! That beast has only one breath left! Hurry up, put it out of its misery, and absorb its Soul Ring!"
As Qian Wuji urged him on,