"Boy, I advise you to surrender at once. You can spare yourself some suffering, and we'll leave you an intact corpse!"
"Boy, hurry up and hand over that fairy beside you, and perhaps we'll spare your worthless life!"
"Little lady, what do you see in this boy? I'm more than ten times stronger than him. Why not let your big brother here give you some loving?"
"Heh heh heh heh..."
"We've got you completely surrounded. Why aren't you on your knees begging for mercy?"
Amid the arrogant taunts, over a hundred Demonic Cultivators and rogue cultivators tightly surrounded Wang Baishun and Little Fish.
Their faces were vicious, and they held all manner of weapons, looking utterly overbearing.
Beyond them stood more than four hundred slaves they had captured. Every one of those slaves had an ashen face, clearly worn down by brutal exploitation.
Facing such powerful enemies, Wang Baishun remained unusually calm. The corners of his mouth lifted into a mocking smile.
He unhurriedly clapped his hands, then said softly,
"Oh? Is that so? Take another look at who's surrounding whom!"
Before his words had faded, splashing rang out as Little Boss, River Boy, and more than twenty others burst from the water like phantoms.
Their arrival was like divine warriors descending from heaven, instantly shattering the Demonic Cultivators' encirclement.
Every one of them had a soaring presence and radiated an immensely powerful aura that sent chills through the onlookers.
The Demonic Cultivators jumped at this sudden turn of events, their earlier arrogance vanishing without a trace.
Gun Qiandao in particular felt his legs go weak and nearly collapsed on the spot.
Many were frightened almost out of their souls and tried to turn and flee, only to discover that thousands of Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals had already