Zhou Sining withdrew his gravity field, and the surrounding currents returned to normal.
Blue blood with a rank, fishy smell mingled with chunks of corpses, large and small, churning through the seawater.
It took Zhao Manyan and Jiang Yu a long, long time to recover from their shock.
"Zhou, your Space Element is brutal." Zhao Manyan surveyed the carnage around them and swallowed.
Zhou Sining killing a Commander Level creature with a single Fierce Fist had already shocked them enough. Who could have imagined that his Space Power was this ridiculous too?
One Space Rhythm had slaughtered eight Warrior Level Eight-Limbed Claw Demons???
Holy shit, even their captain, Ai Jiangtu, couldn't have pulled that off!
And the kicker was that the Space Element was only his secondary element!
Once the shock wore off, Zhao Manyan felt nothing but relief.
He had picked the right powerhouse to latch onto!
"Just a wave of my hand," Zhou Sining said casually.
His Fifth Realm mental strength rivaled a top-tier Soul Seed, and he had even used the fourth level of Space Rhythm.
With both those boosts, killing a few Warrior Level creatures was a breeze.
"You seem to have destroyed their Demon Cores," Jiang Yu said, his attention elsewhere.
"I don't think so... See if you can find any intact ones." Zhou Sining scratched his head sheepishly.
After spending so many years in the Ancient Capital, he had long grown accustomed to blasting demon beasts apart without leaving an intact corpse. He had forgotten to rein in his strength.
Jiang Yu and Zhao Manyan began rummaging through the mangled flesh.
"Good, there are still five left."
Jiang Yu placed the few intact Demon Cores into a bag, but a hint of confusion crossed his face. "These Demon Cores are in terrible condition, though.