Atop the raised platform, the attendants on either side withdrew. Qian Daoliu stepped forward slowly and called out to Ren Tao:
"I have always kept my word. I said before that I would strike at you only three times. This is the last strike. If you can withstand it, all grievances between us will be settled."
No, you never said that!
You only said that, as a demigod, you could unleash no more than three strikes... So now you don't want to fight the Sea Soul Beast army to the bitter end, and you're looking for a graceful way out?
Or do you want to finish this battle quickly and hurry back to deal with Bibi Dong?
"Though it is a single strike, its power is no less than that of three."
A leisurely voice drifted over, catching Ren Tao completely off guard. When he turned to look, the speaker was... Qian Renxue?
"There is no way you can withstand the power of three strikes combined!"
Qian Renxue curled her lip, seemingly full of disdain. Yet even she was not entirely sure why she had said that, or what feelings had prompted it.
Qian Daoliu shot his beloved granddaughter a fierce glare, then turned back to Ren Tao.
"Among Sea Soul Beasts, you are a figure rarely seen in ten million years. But the laws of this world were established long ago. Soul Beasts are destined never to surpass humans. The grand dominion you dream of will ultimately be nothing more than a fleeting illusion. I advise you to turn back while you still can and preserve your life for something worthwhile. Otherwise, not only will you perish, but you will bring endless calamity upon the Sea Soul Beasts!"
"Bullshit!"
Before Ren Tao could reply, the Sea Soul Beasts were