At the same time, the Foundation Establishment cultivators from Black Shark Island were panting heavily.
Each of them wore an expression of lingering fear, looking as if they had narrowly escaped death.
But seeing that the surrounding demons had all perished, they couldn't help but feel relieved.
"Damn it, why are there so many Explosive Demons here?"
"It's truly the height of misfortune to encounter these demons."
"Sigh, losing so many companions at once, the loss is indeed too severe."
"It's all that damn Fan Hairong from Red Whale Island's fault. If it weren't for that bastard, we wouldn't have been so unlucky."
"If we find that bastard, we'll tear him to pieces."
The remaining Foundation Establishment cultivators from Black Shark Island gritted their teeth in anger.
They vented their anger on Fan Hairong.
If it weren't for him, they wouldn't have been so unlucky, encountering so many demons, and then the Explosive Demon.
