"Roooar—"
The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King let out a roar powerful enough to pierce heaven and earth. Then, every kind of energy within his body was instantly pushed to the limit, its circulation speed reaching an unprecedented height within a single breath.
Two enormous round hammers mixed with various energies appeared in his hands, each hammerhead having a diameter as tall as an ordinary person.
Through the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King's eyes, he began searching for living creatures within his field of vision. The first people to enter his sight were Mo Lin and Qian Renxue.
Almost at the same moment, as the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King tore through the air toward him, Mo Lin moved as well.
Mo Lin stepped into the air, and Non-Aggression in his hand transformed into the greatsword form of the Asura Demon Sword. Its colors, however, remained primarily black and white, marked only by a few crimson patterns.
The greatsword collided with the massive hammer, shaking heaven and earth. The air and the surrounding sea were thrown into utter turmoil by the impact, and even Qian Renxue nearly lost control of her body.
The struggle between Mo Lin and the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King continued.
The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King roared and suddenly exerted force a second time, trying to blast Mo Lin away.
Yet Mo Lin remained utterly unmoved. He did not counter with force either, maintaining the stalemate with his opponent.
"Roar—!" The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King let out an enraged bellow.
He had no consciousness now. Every action stemmed purely from biological instinct; he had no capacity for thought, much less the ability to hide his emotions. When faced with a difficult opponent, all he could naturally do was roar to vent his feelings.
Mo