"Ngaaaahhhhhh!!!!"
As the sea surrounding the fragmented island froze over, an adult Red Scorching Demon spotted the intruding outsiders.
Its roar was clearly a call for companions, and within moments, more and more Red Scorching Demons began gathering toward them.
Zhou Haoyu had already probed the nest with his spiritual sense. Aside from the Red Scorching Demons, there was also a Commander-level Crimson Rift Demon—lurking inside a cave just a few hundred meters away.
"These Red Scorching Demons are yours to deal with. I'll handle their commander."
Zhou Haoyu turned back to the others. Within the team, he alone had the strength to slay a Commander-level Sea Monster.
Even Ai Jiangtu, already dual-element Advanced, could only just barely contend with a Commander-level, but not kill it outright.
"There really is a Commander-level?!"
Everyone was startled. Then, in the blink of an eye, Zhou Haoyu vanished from sight, reappearing at the entrance of the cave.
Several reckless Red Scorching Demons charged toward him. Zhou Haoyu sneered disdainfully.
With just a thought, the rushing demons burst apart midair, bodies crushed into bloody mist.
The sudden display left the surrounding demons dumbstruck.
They had never seen such a terrifying mage—able to kill so many of their kind with a single thought!
"Ai Jiangtu, could you do that?" Nan Jue asked curiously.
"These ones were all Warrior-level. The Captain's spiritual force must already be at the Sixth Realm."
Ai Jiangtu shook his head. With his own Fourth Realm mental strength, instantly killing Warrior-level demons was still impossible.
Sensing Zhou Haoyu was not to be provoked, the swarm instantly switched targets, rushing toward Ai Jiangtu and the others.
There were over a hundred of them, nearly half of which were Warrior-level. Any other team would likely have retreated by now.
But the National Team's weakest was still peak Intermediate— even Guan Yu could handle several Red Scorching Demons at once.
And with Nanrong Ni, the support mage, safely stationed back on the ship, they fought without worry.
Just as Zhou Haoyu was about to enter the cave, a crimson whirlwind slammed toward him.
The scarlet vortex was seven to eight meters tall, moving incredibly fast—taking a hit head-on would be disastrous.
Zhou Haoyu's eyes narrowed. A streak of silver shot forth, piercing straight into the crimson whirlwind.
With his spiritual force already at the Seventh Realm, even without exerting full power, this strike was enough to pierce most Commander-level defenses.
The crimson whirlwind stopped abruptly, revealing its true form—
A hulking creature clad in thick scarlet armor: the Crimson Rift Demon!
But its left chest was already pierced through, blood leaking out in rivulets.
Its furious eyes glared at Zhou Haoyu before erupting in a bloody glow.
The demonic energy split into countless crescent-shaped blood blades, each one shooting straight at Zhou Haoyu.
Yet Zhou Haoyu remained unmoved. An invisible barrier manifested, blocking every strike.
With such overwhelming spiritual strength, even the simplest defenses were near impenetrable.
Counterattacking, Zhou Haoyu controlled two silver flying swords, sending them slashing into the Crimson Rift Demon.
In an instant, the silver beams pierced through its chest and its head.
Blood sprayed. Even with half its skull severed, the demon's remaining eye still glared at Zhou Haoyu, as if questioning how a human could be so powerful.
Zhou Haoyu calmly collected the spoils using the Candle Dragon Vessel, then teleported back to rejoin the team.
By then, their battle was already nearing its end.
With Mu Ningxue's Domain suppressing the battlefield, wiping out the Red Scorching Demons was no difficulty at all.
After the extermination, Ai Jiangtu asked curiously, "Captain, that method you used to kill the Crimson Rift Demon—I've never seen it before?"
"Just simple Object Control. As a Spatial mage, you shouldn't find it unfamiliar."
"Uh…"
Ai Jiangtu was at a loss. Of course he knew how to control objects—but that was nowhere near the same as killing a Commander-level demon.
"Could it be… a special magic tool?"
Once the Red Scorching Demon horde was wiped out, everyone immediately boarded the ship back to Bird City.
Upon hearing that the sea monster problem had been resolved, Lin Junxian was overjoyed. Without hesitation, he fulfilled his promise.
Coincidentally, the very next morning there would be a ship heading straight to Japan.
"Bomb! Single three."
"What the hell, Brother Yu, you sure you're not cheating?"
Life at sea was clearly duller, so the group turned to playing cards. But Zhou Haoyu won almost every single round.
Zhao Manyan eyed him with suspicion. Mind mages could sense the little thoughts of others—making them practically invincible in gambling.
Few people ever wanted to play with a Psychic Mage.
But Zhou Haoyu was the captain of the National Team. They had no choice but to submit to the tyranny of their captain.
"If I really used tricks, you wouldn't win a single hand." Zhou Haoyu replied calmly.
"Well, that's true…"
"I'm done. We've been playing for over an hour and I've only won twice."
Even though he had only lost a little over a hundred thousand, Mo Fan still felt a sharp pain in his heart. That much money could've bought him luxurious breakfasts for years—
steamed buns, fried dough sticks, siu mai, plus a bag of soy milk.
Zhou Haoyu turned to Jiang Yu, who had been spectating. "Jiang Yu, want to join in?"
"I'll pass. My skills aren't that great."
Jiang Yu refused without hesitation. If even Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan were losing miserably, his limited skills would just be giving money away.
At this moment, Jiang Shaoxu smiled brightly and said,"If you're short on players, why not let me join?"
"No way. Even if I had more money, I couldn't handle both of you together."
Zhao Manyan immediately fled, dragging Mo Fan with him out of the cabin.
What a joke. One Psychic Mage was bad enough, but two in the same game? That would make him no different from a pig awaiting slaughter!
Just then, Zhou Haoyu suddenly furrowed his brows. He sensed an immensely powerful aura rapidly approaching.
Most likely—it was the Totem Baxia.
Appearing at this time, it was probably here because of Zhao Manyan, the Totem Guardian.
Or perhaps it was simply the natural attraction between totems.
After all, on this ship there were two Totem Guardians.
The moment Zhou Haoyu stepped onto the deck, he heard Zhao Manyan shouting.
"Quick, look in the water! There's something down there!"
Everyone crowded against the railing, peering into the depths.
Beneath the ship loomed a colossal black shadow, so massive it could not even fit within their field of vision.
It was like staring into an abyss, a black hole in the sea!
Aside from Zhou Haoyu, everyone else was frozen stiff in terror, cold sweat running down their necks.
If that shadow had any hostile intent, it could easily wipe out both ship and crew in an instant!
The black silhouette appeared suddenly—and vanished just as quickly.
Yet even long after it disappeared, everyone was still unable to calm their racing hearts.
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