In the deep black sea water, mixed with crimson blood, the area of several miles around suddenly became viscous and blood-stained.
"Ah, it seems I may have overdone it a bit!" Yang Jian, having reverted from his Chaos Demon Ape form due to excessive consumption, stumbled and almost fell into the depths of the sea.
Looking at Yang Jian, whose face was pale and completely drained of blood, Li Qingming shook his head and said, "I've told you before, don't use the Demon Ape form unless it's absolutely necessary. The toll it takes on oneself is enormous; overusing it once, it takes a long time to recover! From now on, just watch obediently!"
Yang Jian's handsome face blushed, and he said with some embarrassment, "Yes, Master!"
Shaking his head, Li Qingming said, "Alright, the guards have already discovered us, they must have gathered the cultivators by now, waiting for us at the bottom of the sea! Let's go, don't make them too anxious!"
