The beast tide has ended.
A faint smell of blood still lingers over the sea, along with some remnants of limbs and flesh, both of sea beasts and human cultivators.
However, at this moment, the human cultivators on the islands are all cheering and celebrating excitedly, with no one paying any attention to the deceased cultivators.
Even some strong mortals are joyously calling out with smiles on their faces.
For life and death have become the norm, and those who survive have tomorrow.
"Talisman Master Lin, rest assured. Our three families absolutely do not dare to falsify anything in dealing with fellow cultivators. Most of the Tier One sea beast flesh will flow among the low-tier Qi Refining cultivators and mortals.
