From the Evil Spirit Orca bros' overlapping accounts, Ren Tao finally understood the whole story.
A massive magnetic field had formed in the waters where he had fought Qian Daoliu, turning everything within a ten-li radius into a forbidden zone.
It resembled the energy field formed by a hundred-thousand-year soul beast's sacrifice, but its reach and duration had exceeded everyone's imagination. Storms raged around its perimeter for three straight days, and by the time the wind and rain subsided, Ren Tao had vanished completely.
No one knew that the Torso Soul Bone of the million-year soul beast, the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King, had quietly carried the unconscious Ren Tao away like a little boat, only to encounter Shui Ling'er and the others waiting outside the perimeter.
After several days of searching, with every undersea creature mobilized, Shui Ling'er and the others had recovered not only the Asura Sword, but even the Universe Bag the Sea Witch had given him, completely intact.
When it came to hunting treasure on the seabed, who could outdo these locals?
The Sea Soul Beast Alliance and the Evil Spirit Orca bros had escorted Ren Tao back into the deep sea. At first, they had been weighed down by worry, but as his vital signs gradually stabilized, they finally relaxed. Each day, two hundred-thousand-year soul beasts stayed behind with the Evil Spirit Orcas to watch over him, while everyone else went out to patrol the surrounding waters.
"Patrol the waters?"
Ren Tao did not quite understand the term, but he vaguely guessed that this was a new task the Sea Soul Beast Alliance had assigned itself. Since they had promised to maintain order in the ocean, these straightforward sea soul beasts would not say one thing and do another like humans. They had immediately put