The sea gradually calmed, even the waves shrinking. The entire stretch of water was unnaturally silent. Seabirds circled overhead a few times before flying away, unwilling to linger above these waters for even a moment.
The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King's territory.
Bing Yekong halted above the sea, his Icy Twin Wings slowly folding away. He stood in midair thirty feet above the water, looking down at the ink-black sea beneath his feet.
He released the Icefire Chaos Dragon King martial soul. The eight-ringed phantom of the Icefire Dragon King coiled and rose around him, its dragon roar tearing through the sea's silence and churning the waters for hundreds of yards around.
Something stirred beneath the water.
First, an enormous, heart-chilling shadow slowly rose from the deep sea. As it spread, it nearly covered the entire seabed within sight, like an island that had slept for ten million years rising from the abyss.
The shadow forced the seawater upward, forming a massive arc across the surface. The center of that arc began to split, rupture, and explode as a colossal creature burst violently from beneath the waves.
The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King.
The last time Bing Yekong had seen it was five years ago. Back then, it had only been an indistinct outline beneath the sea, vague and hazy, and he had barely managed to glimpse its general shape.
This time, it was fully exposed beneath the sunlight. Its body was more than ten times larger than the Ice Snow Giant Ape of the Far North, completely covered in heavy purple-black armor. Its head was as savage as some abyssal predator enlarged to the extreme, and several rows of fangs packed its mouth, each more than a man's height long.
Its eyes were dark gold, its slit pupils narrowed