"Crack! Crack! Crack!"
Countless water-droplet arrows rained down on the steamship, only to be blocked by translucent tortoiseshell shields, producing a string of crisp sounds like rain beating against banana leaves.
Under the protection of the Black Tortoise Shield, the entire hundred-meter-long steamship remained unscathed, with not a single casualty among its unconscious crew.
He was furious!
The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King was furious!
As the ruler of these seas, he had never failed as he had today. Every hunt in the past had been effortless, and those long years had bred arrogance in him. He would never allow any creature that defied his will to continue existing in this world.
An enormous ball of blue light, more than five meters in diameter, gathered at the front of his mountain-like back. That terrifying blue radiance condensed for only an instant before shooting straight toward Yang Ming, who stood on the deck.
Yang Ming clearly sensed that this blue light was the same attack that had surged up from underwater earlier, attempting to destroy the steamship. Compared to that shower of light, this was the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King's true offensive power.
Baleful winds howled, and towering waves churned.
The entire sky suddenly grew strange. Though Yang Ming was in the air, he felt as if he were immersed in the ocean. The air around him rippled unnaturally, its invisible resistance making him feel submerged in the deep sea. Yet this ocean of air possessed even greater resistance, a resistance even harder to overcome.
This was the power of the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King's domain.
Within this domain, he was king in every sense of the word!
The fierce winds, torrential rain, surging waves, and even the waterspout that had chased the steamship had all arisen under the