Bo Saixi did not look at the stretch of sea that was being dyed dark red.
Fragments of Sea Soul Beasts rolled, sank, and dissolved amid the seawater and shockwaves, staining the once-clear waters a murky darkness.
But Bo Saixi's gaze remained fixed on the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King, never shifting in the slightest.
She saw the deaths of those Sea Soul Beasts, but she did not care.
In Bo Saixi's eyes, those Sea Soul Beasts were traitors, beings who had profaned the Sea God's majesty.
Their following the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King into Sea God Island's territory was itself a provocation against the Sea God's will.
Their deaths were merely an inevitable cost of this war.
The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King did not spare that sea a second glance either.
After that brief shift, his gaze returned to Bo Saixi.
To him, those shattering Sea Soul Beasts were merely pieces being removed from the board. He had long anticipated that this assault would come with enormous casualties, and he had never cared about those Sea Soul Beasts.
From beginning to end, there had only ever been two people the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King truly cared about—his wife and his daughter.
Other than them, the lives of those Sea Soul Beasts were merely currents in this sea, replaceable at any moment.
If some were lost, more would flow in from elsewhere. There was no essential difference.
Their gazes crossed above the sea, neither allowing the chaos at the periphery to distract them.
Bo Saixi could feel that essence of deep-black water being wrapped layer upon layer by the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King's golden arcs of lightning, slowly dissolving away.
Her Soul Power was draining at a visible rate, and the light of that defensive barrier