Sea Shark's Final Chapter, Over

At the Blue Moon Grand Arena, the Sea Shark Gang's rest area was deathly silent.

Whale Fall still lay on the stretcher, medicine stains faintly seeping through the bandages around his chest. His face was pale as paper. His eyes were open, fixed on the dim dome above, but he did not say a word. A level seventy-seven Abyssal Demon Whale Soul Sage, once a figure who had looked down upon countless others, now did not even have the strength to sit up. The Divine Phoenix Heaven-Burning Strike had left him with more than just flesh wounds. Fire poison had seeped deep into his meridians. Without ten days to half a month of careful recuperation, recovery was out of the question.

Zhang Miao lay on the bed. Though the wound on his right chest had stopped bleeding, every breath tugged at the injury and made him frown. That charred hole had been less than three inches from his heart. If he had not instinctively shifted his body slightly at the last moment, he would already be dead. Even so, the physician had said that he needed to stay in bed for at least a month and absolutely could not use Soul Power during that time.

Jing Tao's arms were covered in splints and bandages, hanging limply at his sides. Three ribs had been broken, his left arm had suffered a comminuted fracture, and his right arm had two cracks as well. This nineteen-year-old Thunder Lion Soul Emperor, known for his savage attacks, now needed help even to lift a cup of water.

Wu Xinlan sat in the corner. Yesterday's blood still stained her sea-blue gown, but she had no mind to tend to it. Her face was so pale that it was nearly translucent. Though the blood from her seven