Chen Xuanlin saw the monster charging at him, completely powerless and unable to dodge.
The summoned old undead lacked intelligence, remaining only with fighting instincts. Caught off guard, Chen Xuanlin was unable to react quickly enough to control the undead to stop it.
The fanged fish head grew larger and larger in Chen Xuanlin's vision, and the rich smell of fish mixed with the stench of blood filled his
face. Even Chen Xuanlin himself felt he was about to be annihilated by the fish.
Suddenly, a loud cry rang out, "Don't hurt my brother Xuanlin!"
A half-cut sword whizzed in from a distance, striking the airborne monster with precision.
While the strike didn't injure the monster, it deflected its charge, allowing Chen Xuanlin to narrowly avoid it.
The rescuer was none other than Chen Gan'er, who had arrived.
The human head next to the fish head began to cry out again:
"Another sacrifice, another sacrifice!"
Chen Xuanlin was deeply moved when he saw that the person coming was Chen Gan'er. He shouted,
"We must kill it! We can't let it escape! It's killed everyone on this island!"
Chen Xuanlin refused to let Chen Gan'er escape.
Escape might offer a temporary reprieve, but if this monster wasn't killed now and allowed to reach Sanyin Island,
the Chen family's fate would be the same as that of the people on this island.
Therefore, the monster had to be killed now, no matter the cost.
The situation before Chen Gan'er was somewhat complex.
Although he didn't know what was happening, he instantly understood Chen Xuanlin's intention. This two-headed monster couldn't be allowed to escape. If it infiltrated Sanyin Island, the consequences would be disastrous.
Chen Gan'er grabbed a nearby wooden stick and stood in front of Chen Xuanlin, staring fiercely at the two-headed monster before him.
Seeing its attack blocked by the sudden appearance of a human, the two-headed monster grew even more enraged and was about to strike back.
However, the advancing undead elder stopped it, and the two engaged in renewed combat.
Fire and dust erupted in the air.
Seizing this opportunity, Chen Gan'er hurriedly helped Chen Xuanlin to the side, away from the battlefield.
Close up, Chen Gan'er observed Chen Xuanlin's graying hair and the wrinkles on his face, his face shaken.
"Brother Xuanlin, how could this happen..."
Chen Xuanlin waved his hand,
"It's all right."
The moment he'd succumbed to his fate didn't deter Chen Xuanlin; instead, it strengthened his resolve to eliminate the monster.
He discovered that while the creature possessed thick skin and agility, its intelligence was rather dull.
The undead elder he had summoned was equally powerful, even a notch stronger than the two-headed monster, and each spell he cast dealt damage to it.
It's just that he doesn't have time to waste with this monster, and he must end the battle immediately.
As long as he can control this monster for a moment, this old undead will be able to kill it.
But Chen Xuanlin himself is now half disabled, and Chen Ganer alone can't control this monster for long.
Seeing that a quarter of an hour has passed, it won't be long before the time for the summoned souls will be up.
At this moment, an old voice sounded in the distance:
"Chief, we are here, where are the people on this island."
Then several voices echoed.
"Chief, Elder Chen Ganer, we are here to help you."
"Chief..."
It turned out that it was the elder Chen Qiufang who rushed over with four or five men.
Chen Ganer was also surprised to see Chen Qiufang and others, "Why are you here, is there anyone guarding the coastline?"
Chen Qiufang panted,
"The clan leader has personally come forward, so I, an old man, can't afford to hide behind."
"We saw the flames rising to the sky here, and we were worried, so we thought of bringing help. Don't worry, I've had the others on high alert on the shore, and haven't let them reach the island connecting to the shore. If we die in battle, they can... Endless Sea of Death, what is this?"
Chen Qiufang said as he saw the fish-scaled two-headed monster and the undead old man fighting in the flames.
The two-headed monster looked even more ferocious in the light, and the undead old man floating in the air was filled with a sinister aura, clearly not a living person.
Chen Qiufang suddenly stuttered, "This, this, this..."
The several clansmen who had come with Chen Qiufang also saw the two fighting in the flames and were stunned, their hands and feet limp.
Living on the Sea of Death, they had seen many strange scenes before, but this one was too shocking.
They were momentarily startled.
The human head on the two-headed monster turned and looked at Chen Xuanlin and the others. A thick layer of mucus formed in its mouth, making its speech slurred.
But Chen Qiufang could still hear it.
"With so many more sacrifices, the Fish God will surely grant me more power."
The Chen clan members who had arrived were even more terrified by the monster's words.
Chen Xuanlin shouted, "Don't be dazed. Find a way to restrain that fish-scaled monster for a moment. The undead will help us kill it. We can't let it reach Sanyin Island."
With this roar, the others regained some sense.
Although they had heard Chen Xuanlin's words, they saw the fish-scaled monster knock down a wooden wall with a single wave of its hand.
For a moment, they were at a loss, their limbs growing limp, their faces filled with panic.
They spoke anxiously.
"This...isn't a fight mortals like us can interfere in."
"This is a battle between cultivators! Our Chen family hasn't had any cultivators in years."
"Why have we landed on such a hostile island?"
It's no wonder these people were so terrified.
Previous battles for resources near the shore, while fierce, were mostly just physical brawls between mortals.
Strong men could maneuver through the crowds, but the battle before them was beyond their imagination.
This was a battle on another level, naturally filling them with fear.
Chen Gan'er stepped forward and snorted coldly,
"What's there to be afraid of? Death is the worst. Living here is like being trapped like a beast, what's the difference between that and death? Damn it!"
With that, he charged at the two-headed monster.
Every time the fog cleared and the island was reached, Chen Gan'er would be at the forefront, whether defending against the outlying islanders or raiding the island to plunder resources, to embolden the people.
Chen Gan'er thus held considerable prestige on Sanyin Island.
Seeing Chen Gan'er fearlessly charging the monster, the other members gritted their teeth and followed suit.
The two-headed monster was momentarily dispelled by the yin energy of the undead elder and was about to attack again.
Chen Gan'er's towering figure flashed, leaping from behind and grabbing one of its arms.
Seeing this, several Chen clan members gritted their teeth and rushed forward to grab the other arm.
The monster hadn't expected these creatures, whom it viewed as mere prey, to dare to interfere with it.
Furious, it raised its hand and swung the members who had grabbed its arms, sending them flying.
Wails of pain erupted.
However, two people, one on each arm, remained clinging to it with a firm grip: Chen Gan'er and Chen Qiufang.
Chen Gan'er's immense strength made it understandable that he wasn't immediately thrown off, but Chen Qiufang, despite his age, couldn't escape.
The old man, usually a defender, was clinging to the monster's arm with all his might. The scales burned him, and his head felt a little dizzy.
But he remained clinging, clinging to the monster's arm, shouting,
"Chief, use whatever you have! I can't hold on any longer."
The fish head roared, and the human head began to speak,
"You daring mortals, how dare you be so disrespectful to the fish god? You deserve death, you deserve death."
Seizing this moment, Chen Xuanlin immediately ordered the ghost to kill the two-headed monster.
The ghost's yin energy gathered, and a yin sword roared out again.
The monster, as if sensing danger, shook its shoulder again. Chen Gan'er and Chen Qiufang could no longer hold on, and were instantly thrown.
They landed with a crashing sound, and Chen Gan'er's arm twisted unnaturally from the fall.
Chen Qiufang looked even more miserable, his shoulders drooping, blood oozing from his mouth.
In reality, they only had two breaths to restrain the monster, but that was enough time.
The Yin Qi sword swung, and green blood gushed out, and the fish head fell to the ground.
After the head hit the ground, it fell still.
Meanwhile, the young man's head, visible to the side, had an increasingly dull look in its eyes, and slurred words emanated from its mouth.
"Impossible, impossible, the Fish God cannot lose."