2145: C2145 Hunting and the Fate of the Murlocs

C2145 Hunting and the Fate of the Murlocs

Although the difference was extremely minute, it couldn't be hidden from him.

He was able to determine from the remaining fluctuations of his Fa Li that the cultivator who attacked was definitely not at the Heaven Smiting Immortal Realm.

Although this conclusion was absurd, with his tens of thousands of years of experience, he definitely wouldn't make a mistake.

With this, things began to get more interesting and confusing.

In the beginning, Ao Jiang guessed that the other party should be a Heavenly Tribulation Realm expert with a sealed cultivation.

It was only because of this that it was reasonable, that it could be explained, that he killed Seventh Prince Ao Feng and Fin Xiu against Fang Lian.

As for the news that the female cultivator from the Spirit Beast Sect said that the human cultivator who kidnapped Ao Feng had died in the Black Demon Space, he did not believe it at all.

Now, he was even more certain that the other party was only at the Saint realm.

For a Saint Ruler to kill Ao Feng and Fin Xiu was truly incredible.

It seemed like this guy had a lot of secrets.

He didn't know, but it didn't matter. Soon, he would know.

"You, just you wait."

This smile was so cold that it seeped into the marrow of one's bones. Even the Immortal Calamity Generals by his side didn't dare to look him in the eye.

"Where is this Murlocs tribe? Bring me there."

"Yes."

Instantly, the two transformed into two flowing lights that left the island and pursued each other.

Tens of thousands of kilometers away from the island, in a dark sea several tens of thousands of kilometers to the north, the entire clan was migrating.

He was currently swimming north along the surface of the sea.

This was because the north was the territory of the Sea Goddess Hall. Only by escaping into the Sea Goddess Hall's forces would they have a chance of survival.

Although the chances were slim, the Fishmen would not just sit there and wait for death.

A few powerful Fishmen warriors like Ah Yue and Uncle Hao all held weapons in their hands as they wandered around the group, protecting and escorting the entire tribe.

However, only God knew how useful it was.

In the distance, hundreds of Dragon God Palace warriors with terrifying auras were following them as they fled frantically behind this group of Fishmen Tribes.

The eyes of these Dragon God Palace warriors were cold, full of ridicule and ridicule.

Just like this, they leisurely followed behind the merfolk, neither taking any action nor approaching them.

The more it was like this, the more it made people uneasy.

Without a doubt, these Dragon God Palace warriors possessed the ability to instantly annihilate an entire clan of Fishmen. However, they only followed them from afar and didn't make any moves.

"Why didn't they act?"

Amongst the group, A'Yue's eyes were filled with deep despair and powerlessness.

Although in the entire Fishmen Tribe, he was already considered a top warrior, in front of the Dragon God's Palace, he was no different from a toddler, weak and unworthy of a single blow.

"Maybe they're waiting for something?"

The old Fish Clan Patriarch said with a tired expression. He was swimming with all his might, but he could only feel a deep despair.

Not long ago, he had sent a message to a stronghold near the Sea Goddess Hall. After that, he had brought his clansmen and swam northward at full speed, disregarding everything else.

This was a gamble. If they were to remain on the original island, they would definitely be exterminated by the furious Dragon God Palace.

There was still a slim chance of survival as they headed north, although it was very slim.

The two great powers of the Endless Sea, the Dragon God Palace and the Sea Goddess Hall, were clearly separated. They occupied their respective territories and operated for hundreds of thousands of years.

The Dragon God Palace was in the south, while the Sea Goddess Hall was in the north.

This was something that was common knowledge among all Seafolk in the endless sea.

"There might be a sliver of hope in this matter, I'll go negotiate with them." Uncle Hao suddenly said.

This series of events had plunged the entire Fishmen tribe into an abyss of despair.

And the cause of all this was the mysterious powerhouse who was possessed by Ah Fu.

Ah Fu's death had dealt a great blow to him. This was also the last thing he could do for the clan.

Without waiting for the other clansmen to react, Uncle Ah Hao separated himself from the majority of his clansmen and swam towards the army of the Dragon God Palace that hung far behind him.

"Look, a Murlocs are swimming over."

"What does he want? To beg for mercy? "Heh!"

As soon as the Fishmen Uncle Hao approached, the army from the Dragon God Palace immediately noticed him. Immediately, one of the soldiers shouted, stopping him in his tracks.

"Stop, don't come any closer. Speak, what are you trying to do?"

"I swear to the supreme Dragon God, the envoys in the Dragon God Palace weren't killed by us Fishmen. The one who killed him was a mysterious expert."

Uncle Hao mustered up the courage and shouted loudly.

These warriors of the Dragon God Palace were standing on waves of water that were dozens of feet high. They looked down at the lowly Fishmen from above, not showing the slightest bit of emotion in their eyes.

"A mysterious expert? Where is he? "

"Flee, flee!" Uncle A Hao said with some difficulty. His heart began to sink.

"Fleeing is laughable. Do you think I would believe you or not?" The coldness in the eyes of the Sea Race warrior intensified.

In the eyes of these powerful and proud warriors of the Dragon God Palace, if a small Fishman tribe dared to enter, they would undoubtedly die.

Whether it was to vent his anger or to establish his might, there was only one fate left for him.

Right now, they were hanging far behind the group of migrating tribes. It was as if they were playing a game of cat and mouse, torturing each other bit by bit.

"I swear by my soul, everything I said is true. This has nothing to do with my tribe."

Even though Uncle Hao was trying his best to defend himself, his voice was too pale.

The response he got was bursts of ridicule.

"Kill him."

Suddenly, dozens of ice spears descended from the sky, shooting towards Uncle Hao, covering the entire field of vision.1

Facing this terrifying pressure, the Fa Li in his body was not tightly suppressed. Even circulating the Fa Li in his body was extremely difficult. He could only stay where he was and wait for death.

Puff ~

A series of piercing sounds could be heard. Uncle Hao was stabbed by dozens of ice spears and became a hedgehog. His soul was also crushed.

Even after he died, his eyes were still glaring fiercely, and even after his death, his eyes were still filled with grievances.

"Humph!"

Followed by a cold snort, the huge wave continued moving towards the Fishmen's migratory troop, neither fast nor slow.

As for the Fishman Uncle Ah Hao's corpse, it was like a pile of trash. After the wave passed by, it sank to the bottom of the sea and disappeared without a trace.

Perhaps to him, this was also a relief.

However, when this scene fell into the eyes of the Fishmen tribe, their bloodshot eyes were bloodshot. They were filled with both grief and anger, as well as an endless amount of fear.

The weak didn't have any right to speak, because no one cared about them.

It doesn't matter if you're right or wrong.

Ahead, the Fishmen who were afraid of death were still desperately swimming, attempting to escape the sphere of influence of the Dragon God Palace.

Behind them, the general in charge of the Dragon God Palace followed without a word, continuing to play cat and mouse.

Cruel and real.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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