The demon beast entered the sea, and the terrifying gray fog began to spread across the Seven Seas. However, because the Seven Seas had already been ravaged by the ancient magic tree, causing a massive number of sea beasts to perish, even as the gray fog dispersed, it absorbed little life force.
But after all, there were still some who slipped through the net, narrowly escaping the calamity brought on by the ancient magic tree, thinking they could survive, only to be confronted with another equally terrifying demon beast, leading those luckiest surviving sea beasts to ultimately suffer the same fate.
The demon beast seemed uninterested in absorbing the life force of the sea beasts, moving almost without pause towards the location of the ancient magic tree, appearing hurried and anxious.
The umbrella-bearer stood above the firmament, watching coldly as the demon beast joined with the ancient magic tree, his expression particularly unsightly.
