Hearing this voice, Jingwei, who had been about to enter the sea, stirred at once and looked toward the shore.
She had long noticed the young Daoist in purple robes.
"What do you mean by this, fellow Daoist?"
Jingwei's face darkened.
Yang Huai merely said calmly,
"Since ancient times, underestimating one's enemy has been the easiest way to die. If you wish to throw your life away, then pretend this Daoist never said anything!"
Yet as he spoke, he raised a hand, and a stream of immortal light flowed through the sea's surface. Beneath the waters lay layer upon layer of densely packed thunder nets, dark and terrifying in color.
Seeing this net of Innate Kui Water Divine Thunder, Jingwei's expression changed slightly.
With such a dense net of Innate Kui Water Divine Thunder, if she rashly entered it, she would likely lose half her life in a short time.
She immediately cupped her hands toward the man in purple.
"Thank you, Senior, for saving my life!"
At that moment, a cold voice came from the sea.
"Bull-nosed Daoist, you dare oppose my Eastern Sea Dragon Clan?"
Yang Huai sneered upon hearing this.
"A mere little demon dares play tricks before this Daoist!"
With a lift of his hand, violet qi enveloped the depths of the entire sea. A ray of purple light pierced deep beneath the waters and illuminated a figure with a dragon's head and human body. Vast swathes of dragon qi around that figure collapsed, and moments later, it transformed into a sinister-faced demon in green robes. Though dragon horns still protruded from his head, he was clearly no legitimate Dragon Prince.
Beneath the radiance, the figure could not move, terror written across his face.
He felt a tremor rising from the depths of his soul!
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