[Daoist Donghua's heart sank. He had not noticed at all when Gu Xing had silently appeared behind Jiao Lan.]
[More terrifying still, the Dragon Monarch had subdued the merfolk eldest princess, an eighth-tier cultivator, without making a single move.]
[She even had the Golden Banner, an innate spirit treasure, protecting her, yet she had sensed nothing.]
[The sight was truly uncanny beyond measure!]
[Sword Studio and the Goose-Buying Old Man both grew anxious. They served under Saint Son Li Hong, and the merfolk eldest princess had a deep connection with him.]
[Though the two demons had never revealed it publicly, in private they were already all but Dao companions. Nothing could be allowed to happen to her.]
[Jiaozhu could only slowly lower the Transverse Flute in her hands. In the sea beneath her feet, the Giant Shark that had been churning and roaring gradually reined in its ferocious fury, its agitation slowly subsiding.]
[At this sight, Xi Yao and the others all let out a long breath of relief.]
[With the Giant Shark pressing relentlessly against them moments earlier, Jiao Chu and his companions had been pinned down, unable to bring more than a fraction of their cultivation to bear.]
[The battle eased slightly, and the situation finally improved somewhat.]
[Saint Son Qi Wu faced off against Red Cloud and Saint Son Feng Wei. Though the latter two were retreating steadily and losing ground, they had not yet been utterly routed.]
[Daoist Donghua wore an indifferent expression as his gaze settled on you. "I never imagined the Dragon Monarch possessed such means."]
["With things having come to this, what purpose does the Dragon Monarch think this continued deadlock serves?"]
[His speech gradually slowed, taking on a coaxing tone. "The Dragon Monarch surely understands the greater tide. You had no prior