Woooo...
Piercing roars echoed one after another.
The sea churned, and colossal waves crashed against the sky. The entire sea area seemed to be boiling.
The deep-sea behemoths surrounding the Flood Dragon clan had formed orderly formations, constructing an incredibly complex and profound battle array.
An aura of killing intent and terror enveloped all directions. The bodies of the deep-sea behemoths glowed with a jade-green luminescence, erupting with an aura of slaughter, bloodlust, and brutality.
With the enhancement of the formation, the overall combat power of the deep-sea behemoths had nearly doubled.
As one side grew stronger, the Flood Dragon clan, which had previously possessed some ability to resist, found themselves outmatched. The gap in strength between the two sides suddenly became vast.
"You dog-like creatures with brains no bigger than walnuts actually know how to set up battle formations?"
The Silver Flood Dragon King was stunned.
In his rigid perception, deep-sea behemoths were all brawn and no brain. He never expected them to pull off something like this.
He figured it must have been the Merman King who arranged it for them.
It seemed he had underestimated the Merman King all along. That old fellow was truly cunning and deeply hidden, a true schemer!
"It's over. It's likely we're doomed today. I haven't even confessed my feelings to my beloved Chou Bao yet."
Ao Cheng's face turned ashen. While he wasn't afraid of death, the thought of not being able to see Nangong Chou one last time filled him with regret.
He even regretted not forcing Nangong Chou into the small woods a few days ago, lest life be filled with such regrets.
The Three-Headed Ghost-Faced Squid appeared confident of victory, chuckling, "Silver Flood Dragon King, be sensible and surrender quickly. Don't force my hand, or else, hehehe..."
If it were in the past, faced with such a predicament, the Silver Flood Dragon King would have undoubtedly surrendered without a second thought.
However, having completely submitted to Boniu, he had no authority to make such decisions. Daring to surrender and betray would only lead to a more miserable death.
"Wishful thinking! I am a noble Flood Dragon, how could I surrender to a grotesquely shaped squid spirit like you? My subordinates, break through!"
The Silver Flood Dragon King roared, displaying a rare ferocity befitting a Flood Dragon, intending to carve a path to freedom.
The Flood Dragons roared in response, their massive bodies radiating various phosphorescent lights, following the Flood Dragon King as they charged to break out.
"Heh, stubborn fools, then none of you shall live."
The Three-Headed Ghost-Faced Squid commanded the surging tide of deep-sea behemoths, launching an assault.
"Ah..."
Screams erupted. A particularly unlucky Flood Dragon was ensnared by the tentacles of the Three-Headed Ghost-Faced Squid. With a violent tear, blood sprayed out, and it instantly became a pile of minced meat.
A brutal battle commenced, with both sides engaging in close combat. Blood soon stained the sea surface.
Watching his kin suffer heavy casualties, the Silver Flood Dragon King's heart bled. The deep-sea behemoths' defense was like an iron bucket, giving them no opportunities whatsoever.
The Silver Flood Dragon King's face was etched with despair. Was he fated to meet his end here today?
Suddenly.
His pupils dilated, and then a look of wild joy appeared on his face.
In the distance, an island shaped like a Flood Dragon was parting the waves, rapidly approaching.
"Yo ho, Silver Flood Dragon King, I didn't expect you to have reinforcements. You'll likely be disappointed. No one who comes today can save you, and soon, he will regret his foolishness and come to his death willingly."
The Three-Headed Ghost-Faced Squid gazed at the approaching Desolate Ancient Flood Dragon Island with disdain.
Clearly, it had no inkling of what was about to happen.
"No, it's not that anyone who comes can save you. I'll kindly remind you, that man is extremely ferocious and... perverted..."
The Silver Flood Dragon's despair vanished, replaced by an immense sense of relief.
Since Ji Mo had arrived, it meant the Blood Shark clan had been dealt with by him. Therefore, handling these deep-sea behemoths should be no problem.
They, the Flood Dragon clan, were saved.
"Perverted? Who could be more perverted than me?"
The Three-Headed Ghost-Faced Squid waved its countless tentacles, looking down on everyone, treating no one with respect.
Possessing a vast number of mutated deep-sea behemoths, even a powerful expert in the Immortal God Realm would find it difficult to cope and would have to evade its might.
How terrifying could this newcomer be?
Is he a god?
"Oh, thank heavens, I'll be able to see my Chou Bao alive."
Ao Cheng, covered in blood, gazed at Nangong Chou on the Desolate Ancient Evil Flood Dragon Island from afar, his eyes filled with deep affection.
He bravely charged towards a two-headed giant eel, determined to impress.
On the island.
Ji Mo surveyed the myriad of sea monsters, unable to resist swallowing.
The Heavenly Demon imprint on his body was slightly warm, reacting to the mutated deep-sea monsters and coveting the peculiar energy contained within them.
In the eyes of outsiders, these ugly and ferocious beings were, to Ji Hanhan, nothing more than potent pills of vitality!
"Hehehehehe..."
Ji Mo rubbed his hands together, letting out a girlish giggle.
With so many sea monsters, if he could absorb them all, his body's evolution would surely increase significantly.
"It's over. Brother Mo indeed has a peculiar taste, showing such excitement. Could it be that he's going to ravage these ugly deep-sea behemoths?"
Nangong Chou couldn't help but swallow, sighing that Ji Mo was a truly stalwart man.
He was terrified by the sight of these bizarre sea monsters, his legs trembling. But Ji Mo, on the other hand, was like a pervert encountering a little girl, his eyes gleaming with green light.
"My little darlings, your brother has come to favor you!"
Ji Hanhan could no longer wait, his body shooting out like an arrow from a bow into the sea.
He sprinted across the churning waves, easily breaking through a thousand waves. The airflow he stirred even split the sea surface in two.
A mutated blue-ringed anglerfish, as large as a small mountain, became the first victim. Ji Mo forcefully flipped it over and pinned it down.
The mutated blue-ringed anglerfish, having undergone some unknown experience, let out an incredibly piercing cry, struggling and writhing desperately.
But it was all in vain.
It seemed to have lost something crucial. Its aura plummeted, its body rapidly shrank, as if hollowed out. It lay motionless on its back, only exhaling and not inhaling.
In just three seconds, Ji Mo was done.
He tasted the sweetness of his actions, letting out a satisfied laugh, and then lunged at another mutated deep-sea behemoth.
A terrifying event occurred.
Every deep-sea behemoth that Ji Mo pinned down became listless. A large portion of its essence, energy, and spirit was lost, its body significantly shrunken. It lay on its back, wailing miserably.
In a short while, a large expanse of mutated deep-sea monsters were lying on their backs.
And none of them could escape Ji Mo's clutches, not even having a chance to resist.
Other than screaming at the top of their lungs, they could only be at the mercy of Ji Hanhan.
"Devil, this is a devil..."
Even the deep-sea behemoths, who had always been defiant and indifferent to life and death, were struck with fear.
They had never encountered such a terrifying event. A human easily pushed them down, flipped them over, and hollowed them out. It was truly horrifying!
Run, escape from this demon.
This was the deepest thought in the minds of the deep-sea behemoths, and they acted upon it, fleeing decisively.
"Why are you running? Get back here! All of you, rush him together. I don't believe he can deal with so many of us at once..."
The Three-Headed Ghost-Faced Squid roared furiously, suddenly feeling a chill run down its spine.
That terrifying man cast his gaze upon it, grinned, and lunged towards it.