"One hundred thousand fair faces, one hundred thousand bleeding souls" - Remembering tears upon a robe, gazing toward the distant shore, awakening to the heart

Never before had Zhang Xingyan's mind gone as utterly blank as it did now. Qiong Rong had casually plucked the pill from atop the Nine-Headed Kuihui's head, the very pill on which every eye was fixed, leaving him completely bewildered.

"Brother?"

Seeing Xing Yan stand there dazed and speechless, Qiong Rong grew anxious. Earlier, the little girl had heard him tell Long Ling that he was hungry and taken him at his word. She had slipped away from the ranks to find him a round fruit, hoping only to ease his hunger. Yet judging by his expression now, he clearly was not pleased with her offering.

Realizing this, Qiong Rong felt embarrassed and was about to insist that the pill-fruit would surely taste delicious. Just then, an earth-shattering crash erupted behind her, instantly drowning out her voice!

The thunderous sound that swallowed Qiong Rong's words came from the Nine-Headed Kuihui.

Suddenly deprived of the Dragon Core that controlled its mind and bolstered its courage, this invincible beast surviving from antiquity awoke as though from a dream. This unmatched presence in these waters turned to look around, only to discover a sea full of bizarre monsters. Frightened, it shrank its neck and hastily plunged into the water before it-with a body as enormous as the Nine-Headed Kuihui's, even a slight movement carried it dozens of miles, let alone such a startled scramble. Southwest of Nine Wells Isle, it was suddenly as though a mountain had collapsed. The body that filled the cloudy heavens fell from the edge of the black clouds and crashed bodily into the cold sea.

The Nine-Headed Kuihui's sudden movement caught everyone unawares, and the nearby South Sea Dragon Army suffered for it. One slight sweep of the ancient beast's massive claw sent over a hundred dragon soldiers