"Counterattack, not a breakout?" A Nascent Soul cultivator was very surprised.
Time was pressing. Zhuolang Palace was built by the edge of a sea cliff. From their position, the shadows in the sea beneath them became more apparent by the moment. Yet, the Sea Demons above Zhuolang Palace were caught in a frenzy, focusing solely on the palace, neglecting the abnormality under the sea. To the Sea Demons' subconscious, the depths belonged solely to them—what danger could there be?
"Reinforcements have arrived! The arrow is on the bowstring! Everyone, prepare to strike!"
The Masters glanced around. In the pouring rain, there was no sign of reinforcements. Yet they chose to believe, thinking Fairy Hong Xiu might have special means of contact.
"Should we preserve..."
