At this moment, out on the Outer Sea, towering tsunamis rolled, surging hundreds of zhang high.
Even across a distance of over a thousand li, one could still see that unstoppable wall of water, sweeping over like a natural catastrophe.
Countless Flood Dragons surged within the seawater, sometimes leaping into the sky, sometimes roaring as they sped along.
As for ordinary Demon Beasts, there was no need to even mention them—piled together in layers, dense as could be, like a flood of fish; just a single glance made many people feel suffocated.
Let alone ordinary Cultivators—even True Monarch Chunyang and the others were especially silent at this moment.
Perhaps this Beast Tide would be even greater than before; it might even cross the Celestial Horse Sea Domain and reach straight to the borders of Qilu.
Though the Flood Dragon Race and the Chenjing Race were not as strong on land as they were at sea, that didn't mean they couldn't come ashore.
