"Boss, watch out!"
Changqingzi stepped in front of Chen Lin, unleashing the full pressure of his early nascent soul cultivation.
Green wood-aspect true essence formed a dense web of phantom vines around the flying boat, holding back the gale surging up from below.
The sea gradually calmed.
A hundred meters from the flying boat, the seawater parted.
A figure nearly three meters tall slowly emerged.
His upper body was humanoid, covered in dark blue scales, with knotted muscles and long arms.
His lower body was a thick, powerful fish tail that gently slapped the water. He held a trident fashioned from some unknown seabed creature's bones.
Early nascent soul!
The core formation sea beast obediently swam to his side with its head lowered, looking just like a domesticated hunting dog.
The humanoid sea beast shook the droplets off his trident and raised his head. His dark yellow eyes shone with undisguised arrogance and coldness.
He glanced at Yun Sheng, who held her sword, and curled his lips into a disdainful sneer. Then his gaze fell on Changqingzi standing in front, and a flicker of wariness crossed his eyes.
Ultimately, though, he looked past both of them and fixed his gaze on Chen Lin, who stood at the bow with his hands in his pockets, having never moved so much as half a step.
Chen Lin was only giving off the aura of an early core formation cultivator.
But the sea beast had noticed that everyone's positions centered on this young man.
"Human cultivators, you're overreaching."
The humanoid sea beast spoke in the human tongue, but his pronunciation was painfully stiff and awkward, like a dull knife scraping glass, stabbing at their eardrums.
Chen Lin pushed Changqingzi aside and walked to the railing.
He looked down at the sea beast below,