Vast sea as far as the eye can see.
White waves rolling, a black figure swiftly gliding within.
Upon closer inspection, the swimming range is surprisingly a circle.
And at the center of the circle, high above, a tiny black dot faintly sits in the void.
Black King is driving away nearby low-order Sea Demons while keeping an eye on that tiny black dot.
"Since the master went into Closed-Door Cultivation a month ago, he left Purple Spirit Island and came here. He said he wanted to experiment with new Techniques, yet there's been no activity. What's he doing?"
He mutters inwardly, suddenly a change in expression, swimming toward a direction.
Soon, Black King's huge figure blocks the path of a strangely shaped seahorse.
Seeing Black King, the seahorse Demon Beast mutters something, Black King's eyes widen.
"Speak human language!"
The seahorse babbles more nonsense.
Black King listens with impatience, Demon Qi surges out, rolling waves pushing forward.
