Watching the Disaster Fish fall, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, none of the other Soul Beasts had joined its attack when it came ashore.
It was a Disaster Fish, after all, with an aura of fear all its own. The Soul Beasts in the sea also knew that its skills covered a wide area, and that these ruthless creatures made no distinction between friend and foe. Once they attacked, it was all too easy to get caught in the crossfire.
At that moment, the Disaster Fish Chieftain overseeing the central battlefield swept a glance their way. Although this Disaster Fish was one of its descendants and had decent talent, it had countless offspring. This one had not even reached ten thousand years.
Disaster Fish earned their name not only through their outstanding strength, but also through their exceptional reproductive ability among top-tier Soul Beasts, which gave them considerable numbers.
Seeing the savage fighting all around him, and the Soul Masters and defending soldiers locked in frenzied combat with the Soul Beasts, Chen Xiaojun gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Be careful, all of you. Wait for me to come back."
With that, he dragged the dying Disaster Fish toward the Watchtower, step by step, leaving a trail of blood behind him.
"Little Sister Xiao Yi, what is he going to do?" Bo Saixi asked in confusion, her eyes fixed on Chen Xiaojun.
"Absorb its Soul Ring," Xiao Yi replied in a clear, even voice, blinking.
At those words, ripples seemed to pass across Bo Saixi's lovely face, and surprise filled her eyes. "But that's a nine-thousand-year Soul Ring."
"He'll be fine." Xiao Yi's voice remained steady, for she believed in Chen Xiaojun as firmly as ever.
Yet to Bo Saixi, those words were like