That demonic cultivator from the Sea Dragon Clan possessed nothing more than early-stage Divine Transformation Realm cultivation.
But his identity was exceedingly noble.
He was the nephew of the Sea Dragon King, Wang Junhou, who doted on him excessively and raised him as if he were his own son.
That's why this secret operation was entrusted to him to lead the team.
Once the operation succeeded, what awaited him would be a colossal military merit!
At that moment, Wang Junhou was also somewhat agitated.
After all, who could have imagined that in such a deep part of the seafloor, a group of human cultivators would appear, all at the Divine Transformation Realm?
He watched as dozens of sea dragons that hadn't yet taken human form were slaughtered with ease in the blink of an eye.
Shocked and enraged, just as he prepared to join the battle, Tang Yu had already stepped in front of him.
"Tang Yu?"
Upon recognizing the real Tang Yu, Wang Junhou suffered a great internal shock.
More than wondering how those human cultivators had discovered their secret operation,
the appearance of Tang Yu, who ranked third on the Extermination List, even made him question whether he was hallucinating.
Why would he be here?
"Don't be so surprised, I have something to discuss with you—shall we step aside for a chat?"
Tang Yu smiled with narrowed eyes and gestured invitingly.
"Die!"
Wang Junhou snapped back to his senses and raised his hand to launch a water attack intending to kill Tang Yu.
The sea was his domain, and with the advantage of the environment, his combat power was at its peak.
But a faint red light ignited on Tang Yu's body, easily blocking the opponent's water technique.
Seeing that Tang Yu had no intention of counterattacking, Wang Junhou began to attack with even greater frenzy.
If he could kill him, he would earn immense merit!
Even if he only managed to hold him off until powerful reinforcements arrived to kill him, the glory would still be his!
Tang Yu lazily dodged the man's attacks, smiling as he spoke:
"You want to kill me to gain merit? Forget it. I've taken precautions. If I want to leave, I can do so at any moment; not even a cultivator at the Integration Realm could stop me."
Wang Junhou seemed to hear nothing, continuing his mad assault on Tang Yu.
"I'm a kind person by nature, I don't like violence. I'm more interested in business, so I want to propose a deal."
Tang Yu strolled calmly through the ocean depths, while the group of Divine Transformation Realm cultivators accompanying him had already killed over a hundred sea dragons.
The great commotion caused by the battle was already beginning to draw the attention of the Sea's forces.
Seeing that the man in front of him remained obsessed with breaking his "Pīnxīxī" technique (likely a technique name), Tang Yu said with a laugh:
"Futile efforts like yours are just like this war: no matter how hard you try, in the end, you'll achieve nothing."
"Trash! Our Sea will sooner or later conquer the Litang Mountain Range!"
Wang Junhou had already consumed more than half of his spiritual energy, and although his offensive was finally slowing, his face was growing increasingly furious.
Futile efforts?
Was the death of countless comrades in the war to be considered meaningless?
"The essence of war is nothing but a game of benefit distribution among those at the top."
"If they really wanted to conserve strength for a great battle, why fight every hundred years? Wouldn't a war every thousand years be better?"
"The Sea is vast, yes, and it has many demonic beasts, but it lacks spiritual energy and resources."
"That pie isn't big enough for everyone, and the Litang Mountain Range is a hard bone to chew—one you might not be able to swallow."
"So instead of following the same path, wouldn't it be better to see it differently? Use the war over the Litang Mountain Range as an excuse to cull the excess beasts and demonic cultivators. If you win, great gain; if you lose, no loss. Only you, the ones below, take it seriously."
Tang Yu spoke these cutting words with a smile, making Wang Junhou's face turn deathly pale.
He had never considered such ideas.
Now that Tang Yu had voiced them—and being naturally cunning—an icy chill ran through his heart.
"So, in my view, instead of obsessing over fighting, why not consider how to make your Sea Dragon Clan the sole dominant power?"
"In every war, out of the ten Sea races, your Sea Dragon Clan puts in the most effort. Suppose you actually attack the Litang Mountain Range…"
"Will your Sea Dragon Clan still have enough strength left to compete for the pie with the other nine races?"
"They always hide and hold back year after year—will the Sea Dragon Clan really continue being the fool that carries the load?"
Tang Yu had already placed his hand on Wang Junhou's shoulder, and his words, which struck directly at the heart, were like a demon whispering temptations in his ear.
Wang Junhou had already ceased his attack; his heart began to waver.
In every major war, it was always the Sea Dragon Clan that contributed the most, no doubt!
Both he and the other members of the clan had thought about this before—how the other nine races barely exerted themselves, hiding and conserving strength.
But if he really had to cooperate with this guy…
While Wang Junhou hesitated, Tang Yu suddenly transmitted a message to his teammates.
"Everyone, stop attacking the sea dragons. Return to land immediately."
Hundreds of sea dragon corpses now floated in the sea, the water stained dark red with blood.
More than half of the remaining sea dragons were in a complete panic, totally overwhelmed by this group of Divine Transformation Realm cultivators, and many had already begun to flee.
Upon hearing Tang Yu's transmission,
Everyone hesitated briefly, but ultimately chose not to finish them off, regrouping to return to land.
Tang Yu, having succeeded in halting the attack, patted Wang Junhou's shoulder and smiled.
"This is a token of my sincerity. If you're interested in cooperating, go to the Southern Water Palace in seven days—someone will be waiting for you there."
"Who?"
Wang Junhou trembled. Could it be that someone was already secretly collaborating with these human cultivators?
"Whether the Sea Dragon Clan wants to conserve its power to annex the Sea, I don't know. But someone always will."
Tang Yu let out a light laugh, turned around, and returned to his fellow cultivators, disappearing with them.
Wang Junhou, still standing in place, clenched his teeth tightly, fists balled as a surge of rage welled up in his heart.
Just when he was still thinking about the greater good...
Had someone already begun secretly colluding with these human cultivators!?
Realizing that someone had already taken that step,
Finally, the chain in his heart broke.
To hell with it! If others can do it, why not the Sea Dragon Clan?
If others could conserve their power to expand in the Nethersea,
Did the Sea Dragon Clan have to sacrifice itself and grow weak in vain?
While a colossal storm raged in his heart,
Reinforcements from the Sea Dragon Clan also arrived: no less than eight demonic cultivators at the Divine Transformation Realm.
Seeing their comrades' corpses floating all over the sea, they were all filled with fury.
"Wang Junhou, what happened?"
One of the demonic cultivators at the Divine Transformation Realm asked angrily.
"Our operation was discovered by the Tang Sect. They sent over ten Divine Transformation Realm cultivators who infiltrated and ambushed us, killed some of our comrades, and then escaped…"
Wang Junhou explained bitterly.
Upon learning they had been discovered, everyone's expressions turned grim. This covert operation had aimed to win major merit, but in the end, they suffered a total loss.
"That's it, the operation's over. Bring back any surviving injured for treatment. I'll discuss the rest with my uncle."
Wang Junhou sighed and was the first to begin tending to the injured comrades who were still alive.
And at that moment, Wang Junhou realized something.
It seemed that only the wounded belonging to higher-ranked demonic beast races were eligible to receive care.
As for those from lesser demonic beast races, even if they were wounded, no one paid them any attention.
"Is this just a game?"
A sense of sorrow rose in Wang Junhou's heart. Not for the lesser races, but for his fallen clanmates.
It wasn't worth it for them.
Once the follow-up matters were handled, he flew off to find his uncle and report the situation.
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