Today, It's Your Turn to Retreat

When the first giant wave crashed against the outer reef, three medicine-transport ships had not yet entered the port.

The foremost vessel had its bow pitched high by the swell, and the wooden crates on the deck rolled all the way to the stern as several crew members caught the rigging, half of their bodies suspended over the open sea.

Bai Chenxiang flew swiftly across from the cliff top, shouting to the guards on the shore as she flew, "Release the long ropes! Receive the ships first!"

Tang San jumped off the stone platform, the Blue Silver Emperor wrapping around the harbor's stone stakes in succession while its other end chased the capsized hull. Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun rushed out along the vines, one grabbing the main mast and the other smashing into the oncoming crest, forcibly pushing the medicine ship a fraction further into the inner bay.

The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King was right behind the outer reef.

It did not charge toward Sea God Mountain; its massive body lay horizontally outside the port, and its icy gaze swept past the wave crests to land on the triangular shield raised by Tang San.

"Bring that thing and crawl out."

The voice rattled the ship planks so hard they creaked.

Bo Saixi had already stepped into the air above the port, her robes fluttering in the sea breeze. With a downward tap of her scepter, the blue light shot from the seven sacred pillars linked into an arched water curtain, intercepting the second giant wave outside.

The whale's spine slowly rose, and the sea surface subsided toward its underbelly accordingly.

The third wave was late in coming, but the stone crevices on the outer reef were drained bare down to the seabed. Several white sharks that had rushed