In the Vast Sea Realm.
With numerous cultivators rushing in, conflicts and magical duels were intensifying.
On an island, countless snake-like monster beasts slithered forward.
At the very center of the island, beneath a giant waterfall, a horned serpent hissed, then finally, its corpse fell to the ground, lifeless.
"Haha... This 'Five-Dragon Tree' is mine now."
A blue-clad cultivator looked at a fiery red sapling guarded by the giant python, a trace of joy appearing on his face.
But in the next moment, his expression changed dramatically as he looked toward the horizon.
A streak of light flew over swiftly, transforming into a gaunt daoist dressed in a white bone robe.
"Old White Bone Demon?"
The cultivator screamed, crushing a jade pendant.
A flash of radiance flickered, about to envelop him.
Thump!
But at that moment, several bone spurs had already pierced through his protective spirit shield, deeply embedding into his chest vitals!
