Chen Gen patted his chest, his voice still trembling. "There's... some scent on me that the Whale Lord hates."
"I often remove substances he loathes for him, so... instinctively, he won't send me off to be digested right away."
He caught his breath and held up three fingers. "But only for three seconds. If I don't run after those three seconds, I'll still die without an intact corpse."
Three seconds.
Three seconds again.
Something suddenly flashed through Yang Yong's mind.
Die without an intact corpse.
Die without an intact corpse.
Die without an intact corpse.
Those words were like a key, unlocking a door with a click.
Yang Yong abruptly raised his head and looked behind him at the Sea Demons gathered not far from the entrance, afraid to come too close but unwilling to let them leave.
He smiled.
His smile sent a shudder through Chen Gen.
"Everyone," Yang Yong said, his voice carrying the excitement of having narrowly escaped death, "I've thought of a good way to deal with these Sea Demons."
"What way?"
"What way?"
Wang Ying and Chen Gen spoke almost simultaneously.
Yang Yong didn't answer.
He reached to his waist and whipped out the White Bone Long Whip with a swish.
The tip traced an arc through the air and wrapped precisely around a Sea Demon.
The Sea Demon's face...
If those twisted features could be called a face...
Instantly filled with terror.
Its claws flailed wildly in midair, desperately trying to grab something.
Because... it knew where Yang Yong was about to send it.
With a flick of his hand, Yang Yong flung the Sea Demon toward the Blood Hole, wrapped in the White Bone Long Whip.
There was no need for it to answer.
The Sea Demon's reaction already said everything.
"So you