His body, originally only six feet tall, had suddenly ballooned to about nine feet. Even the muscles all over his body had bulged explosively, veins visibly throbbing beneath the skin.
Not only that, but as the Ghost Shark King’s figure transford, his aura surged significantly higher once again. Compared to the previous Fishman King, the Ghost Shark King was far stronger, not just by a small margin.
In the next mont, the Ghost Shark King’s figure suddenly blurred, and he disappeared completely from the sea surface. Old Mo also transford into a lingering shadow and vanished.
BOOM— A fierce shockwave exploded in front of the Dam. Under the impact of this shockwave, cracks even appeared on the Dam, and it seed to be on the verge of collapsing at any mont.
Above the sea surface, under the influence of this shockwave, the entire sea churned with towering waves. The seawater flowed backward, slamming the Sea Race mbers on the surface deep beneath the waves.
All this was caused by just one collision between Old Mo and the Ghost Shark King.
Is this a re probing attack between Tribulation Realm masters? Just a probe, and yet it carries such an imposing aura!
The Turtle Chancellor stood atop the Dam, desperately bracing himself, while the surrounding Sea Race mbers were thrown off their feet and tumbled down the Dam. Looking at the two figures that had collided, the Turtle Chancellor was greatly shocked.
What a terrifying Human.
The Ghost Shark King was renowned as the Sea Race’s foremost body-tempering fanatic. Even Lord Dragon King found him troubleso.
Why?
The Ghost Shark King’s body-refining Cultivation Technique was a grand synthesis of Sea Race and Human Race body-refining arts. He had entirely carved his own path. Everyone in the Sea Race knew how terrifying the Ghost Shark King was.
But what about now? A Human Race Cultivator, relying on a unique Cultivation Technique, is confronting a Tribulation Realm expert despite being only at the Golden Core Realm, and he is actually holding his ground. The Human Race truly is the leader of the Hundred Races. They can even create such Cultivation Techniques. However... now that this Human has been delayed by the Ghost Shark King, doesn’t that an we are unimpeded?
With this thought, his gaze shifted toward Hailong Town.
But just at that mont, a figure appeared in the periphery of his vision. This figure stood right beside him, silent and motionless. His long hair danced in the wind, hands clasped behind his back, as he indifferently watched the afterimages of combat on the sea surface—clashes invisible to ordinary people.
In that instant, the Turtle Chancellor felt a primal fear welling up from deep within his heart.
He’s here! The person he dreaded had appeared.
Xu Nian stood next to the Turtle Chancellor and said softly, "How would you rate the Ghost Shark King’s strength among your Sea Race?"
Hearing this, the Turtle Chancellor was stunned.
Is this Human asking , a mber of the Sea Race, for information about the Sea Race?
As he hesitated over whether to respond, Xu Nian’s hand had already landed on his Turtle Shell. His arm was like black steel through and through, and on its surface, there was a visible layer of pale blue Spiritual Qi Coverage.
No. Not just on the arm. Just like the Human earlier, this young Human is also entirely covered in pale blue Spiritual Qi Coverage! This ans the person before and the one earlier both practiced the sa Cultivation Technique!
SNAP! With a flick of Xu Nian’s finger, the entire Dam instantly fell silent. The Turtle Chancellor looked at the young man in front of him in horror, his small, beady eyes filled with fear and dread.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK— The Turtle Shell began to crack and shatter, pieces falling at the Turtle Chancellor’s feet.
This was my most prized defensive treasure! It was our Turtle Race’s true protective amulet! But now? It was actually shattered by a Human, with just a flick of two fingers!
In the sea breeze, the Turtle Chancellor felt a coldness he had never experienced before.
This Human before ... his strength is likely on par with that of the Lord Dragon King.
"Speak nicely. I don’t like to resort to violence," Xu Nian said indifferently, but his words carried an undeniable threat.
The Turtle Chancellor looked at the Human before him, who had never given him more than a passing glance. Even when Xu Nian had just made his move, he hadn’t looked at the Turtle Chancellor at all.
It was as if, in front of this Human, I and those Xiebing Crab Generals were no different. Is this really a Human from the Northern Wilderness? Even Humans from the Central Domain wouldn’t dare treat , the Turtle Chancellor, this way!
"The Ghost Shark King... is considered the strongest king in the Sea Race, second only to Lord Dragon King," the Turtle Chancellor said gravely. "No, in so respects, the Ghost Shark King is actually the strongest presence in the Sea Race."
What he ant was simple. If they were talking purely about body tempering, the Ghost Shark King was undeniably number one in the Sea Race. However, in the Sea Race, only the Dragon King was considered the strongest. And the Ghost Shark King himself had admitted to being defeated by the Dragon King in combat.
Xu Nian looked at the raging waves on the sea surface and said calmly, "He’s quite strong, but unfortunately, he encountered soone who doesn’t fear death."
He could tell that the Ghost Shark King was indeed terrifyingly strong. But the Ghost Shark King’s opponent was Old Mo! He was the first and only player to have cultivated the Eight Gates Escape Armor to the point of opening the complete Eight Gates Escape Array. Even if the Ghost Shark King were an Immortal descended to the mortal realm, facing Old Mo’s fully activated Eight Gates Escape Array, there would only be one outco.
Defeat!
Perhaps the Ghost Shark King would be lucky enough to survive, but his defeat was an unalterable fate. The Eight Gates Escape Array was a bug-like existence. It could even kick an Immortal to death!
"XIXIANG!"
Above the sea surface, Old Mo’s explosive shout echoed. Then everyone saw the Ghost Shark King struck by an Air Cannon. The cannonball of air condensed without dispersing, trapping the Ghost Shark King within it like a cage, suspending him in midair.
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