The Wude Guard Captain, standing beside Scholar Zhu and smiling in celebration of the successful demon slaying, heard this. He subconsciously turned his head and casually asked, "Begin what?"
Scholar Zhu didn't answer, merely shaking his head silently.
The next second, the Fish Demon hanging in midair inexplicably trembled. The dangling iron chains scraped against the scaffold, emitting a shrill, grinding sound.
The lively cheers died abruptly. Everyone on the ships, like geese with their necks wrung, craned towards the water's surface.
The Fish Demon's body had already been bombarded beyond recognition by Spells, artillery fire, and flying swords; it was unquestionably devoid of life. But now, the fish corpse convulsed wildly as if it had come back to life. Its tail thrashed, whipping up waves and splashing fetid river water onto the decks of the pavilion ships.
