The swirling blood mist exploded in the water, the elongated traces were as mesmerizing as a beautiful otherworldly flower, but at the moment, the besieged sea demons had no time to pay attention to such things. Indeed, the only thing that mattered to them now was to hold out, fight till death, or hope for a miraculous reversal.
Safe time, thirty seconds!
Shen Qiang's mind had never been so clear.
The powerful aura of the Sea Emperor was rapidly approaching.
With Shen Qiang's current strength, even with the Great Sea Demon King Yu Jiang and Uncle Gui, it was impossible to defeat him.
Shen Qiang had known this long ago.
Otherwise, there would be no need to take risks.
That's why Shen Qiang had meticulously planned from the beginning, crafting a tight-knit raid plan: lure the tiger away from the mountain, forcefully attack, and within five minutes, if he could hold on until Qingxuan was resurrected, then there was at least a fifty percent chance of escaping unscathed.
