"Careless!"
Qiu Peng looked somewhat flustered. His Late-stage Cold Resistance cultivation and nineteen-maned power meant he was quick, surely able to avoid it himself, but the more than thirty others on the ship weren't as lucky.
As the black substance was about to engulf them, his expression darkened instantly, hoping that it wasn't some lethal toxin.
Whoa...
But at this critical moment, a hundred-meter-high wave surged from the north side of the ship, precisely sweeping away all the black substance spat by the monster fish.
It wasn't over; the wave carried an extremely terrifying power, striking the black fish and sending it flying more than ten meters away.
Boom...
Five fish spears emerged at once, and the entire ship shook violently several times. If the last spear hadn't held, the monster fish would've been thrown much farther than ten meters.
Having foreseen the wave, everyone turned towards the northern side, bowing deeply: "Greetings, Lord!"
