Kunpeng watched in fury, his eyes nearly splitting, and was about to join the battle himself.
Suddenly, from far behind the Ancient Shu warships, an undisguised aura of Divine Transformation shot into the sky. A phantom of Yu Hou, the Ancient Shu King, formed in midair, coldly locking onto Kunpeng.
The moment Kunpeng dared to move, he would strike.
Kunpeng ground his teeth. Fight? Our rank-and-file troops are being crushed, and they have a Deity Transformation cultivator too. If I lose this army of over a hundred thousand, I'll be a Sea King with no one left to command.
"Retreat!"
Seething with humiliation, Kunpeng gave the order.
"Your Majesty, where do we retreat? Ancient Shu is to the west, and Huaxia is to the north..."
"East! Toward the waters off America!" Kunpeng bit the tip of his tongue and unleashed a divine ability, sweeping up the remnants of the Sea Tribe army. "Blue Star has expanded over a thousandfold. The oceans are boundless. They think they can swallow every territory? In their dreams!"
Leaving tens of thousands of corpses behind, the Sea Tribe army fled desperately toward the deep sea to the east under Kunpeng's protection.
Half a month later.
Deep in the Eastern Pacific Ocean lay a massive island wreathed in spiritual energy.
The remnants of the Sea Tribe army, their helmets and armor discarded, halted around the island. Of the original army of over a hundred thousand, fewer than fifty thousand remained, all wounded and demoralized.
Kunpeng landed on the island's beach, his face dark as a storm cloud.
"Damn humans! Once I stabilize my cultivation, I'll wash Ancient Shu in blood!" He smashed a huge reef beside him with a punch.
"Your Majesty, this island has abundant spiritual wellsprings, and there are no signs of human