Residual Blade Drinks Blood · Phoenix Fire Scorches the Plains (5)

After the initial frenzied exchange, the battle gradually settled into a delicate balance.

On the main battlefield between Li Longyue and Whale Surge, the booming clashes gradually became less frequent.

Whale Surge's offensive was far less ferocious than at the start. Each punch required twice the effort it had before. His fists no longer possessed the power to split mountains and shatter stones; when they landed on Li Longyue, they could only leave faint red marks. The fluctuations of his Soul Power had changed from a raging tsunami into a stream on the verge of running dry. His consciousness began to blur from excessive blood loss. Li Longyue before his eyes became two, then four.

Yet he still refused to retreat.

He still threw punches.

Those fists no longer posed any threat.

Yet he continued swinging them.

Li Longyue's gaze was terrifyingly calm.

He did not rush to finish his opponent. He simply blocked, evaded, and counterattacked in silence. Every punch was a little heavier than the last, every step drove a little farther forward.

He was waiting.

Waiting for the moment Whale Surge finally exhausted his last breath.

That moment would not merely mark Whale Surge's personal defeat.

It would mark the collapse of the Sea Shark Gang's overall morale.

On the left flank, the battle between Li Xuanshu and Hai Qiunan had completely become an inferno where a sea of fire and toxic marsh intertwined.

Hai Qiunan had gone completely insane.

He no longer cared about the consequences or held back any strength. He turned his remaining Soul Power, vitality, and even the source of his martial soul into the endlessly surging tentacles and constantly exploding Poison Bursts.

The wound in his abdomen had long since split open to an unbearable degree.

His bandages had long been