Boom!
Lightning struck down.
Doringger, clad in a snow-white fur cloak, shrouded the entire East Sea in darkness, eclipsing the sky, blotting out the sun and moon.
The rumors held no falsehoods; Doringger once killed with a single punch, the king among the Devouring Whale Giant Demons of the East Sea.
Despair permeated Heaven Port.
Doringger, his face void of emotion, stood tall and cold atop the head of a god.
"What exactly is going on?"
Even for Chuan Che, who had long roamed the Western Continent, this was unheard of; was that creature still human?
"Silence!"
Fen looked somewhat crazed; this time, not only was he using Mo Yutong and Izumi, the Miracle Saintesses of Suffering, as mediums, he also planned to overextend himself.
Spell power threads connected the two women, who closed their eyes and cooperated by meditating, striving to clear their minds of any distractions.
To unleash the full potential of the Netherworld Stele, there could be no disturbances.
