A woman of stunning beauty, dressed in cyan, tall with a fair complexion as white as jade, a melon-seed face, willow eyebrows, almond eyes, peach cheeks, and cherry lips, sat on a throne. Her brows slightly furrowed as she asked, "What if Zhao Yu attacks?"
The Red Ridge Jiao King confidently smiled and said, "Beautiful Jiao King, rest assured! This is the deep sea. If human cultivators enter the sea, they can't exert even half of their capabilities. How could he dare to be reckless in the Jiao Divine Palace? Although our palace's grand formation isn't comparable to the human's mountain defense formation, it is still a Fourth Order Low Grade Myriad Waves Oceanic Grand Formation. If Zhao Yu dares to come, we will ensure he has no grave to be buried in!"
Suddenly, vast swathes of black Ghost Fog surged throughout the great hall, sweeping toward the three great Jiao Kings.
"This is Ghost Fog! What's happening? Evil Ghosts? How can there be Evil Ghosts here?"
