Chapter 4515 — Who Did I Offend?

If this had been a spirit beast instead of a sea beast, there would have been nothing to fear, for with Old Ghost around to hold the fort, practically every spirit beast would give this top elder of the spirit beast clan some respect. The problem was that this ghost electric ray was a sea beast of pure bloodline!

Do not be fooled by the fact that sea beasts and spirit beasts are both fierce creatures—the two are in truth entirely different, belonging neither to the same system nor to the same organization. Sea beasts could not care less about any so-called spirit beast elder.

At his wits' end, just as Wei Zhao reckoned he was about to die right there, a cackling laugh suddenly sounded beside him, and the Xishan Old Sect's figure appeared within the rapidly tightening purple lightning cage. A true-qi barrier had formed around him, keeping the seawater out while also blocking the purple lightning cage.

"Heh heh, let's see where you can run now, this sect has you—" Halfway through the sentence, the Xishan Old Sect realized something was off. After a glance at the purple lightning cage, his pair of triangular eyes suddenly settled on the ghost electric ray below, and he frowned. "What the hell is this thing?"

Wei Zhao's expression promptly turned exceedingly strange. This was no "hell thing"—the hell thing was still inside the jade pendant's space...

At the same time, the ghostly face on the ghost electric ray's back suddenly shifted and let out a burst of indescribably raucous, grating noise. Whether it was expressing delight or shock was impossible to tell; most likely it had not expected an extra prey to appear out of nowhere either.

The purple lightning cage instantly grew more dazzling, its current intensity surging by more than a full fold. It was actually eating away at the Xishan Old Sect's true-qi barrier step by step, and at this rate, the Xishan Old Sect was bound to become the ghost electric ray's meal alongside Wei Zhao.

Wei Zhao watched the Xishan Old Sect with leisurely composure. He had already been in a hopeless, certain-death situation, so he could accept this turn of events with equanimity. It was this thing's sudden intrusion at his side that had given him a sliver of a chance at life. Before, he had fought tooth and nail to escape the Xishan Old Sect's grasp; now, unexpectedly, they had become grasshoppers tied to the same rope. One really had to sigh at the fickleness of fate!

"Hmph, you dare act insolent before this sect, you wretched beast—you're asking for death!" The Xishan Old Sect showed not the slightest fear in the face of such dire straits. With a cackling laugh, he made a grasping motion in the air with one hand, and at once a mass of black mist enveloped the ghost electric ray. The raucous noise filling the surrounding waters instantly turned sharp and staccato, faintly mingled with the sound of flesh and bone being crushed.

Moments later, the purple lightning cage trapping the two of them collapsed of its own accord, countless streaks of deep purple lightning dissipating into the vast sea. At the same time, the black mist over the ghost electric ray dispersed, and the ghost electric ray, so vicious and terrifying moments before, was now melted down on the spot into a foul, thick pool of bloody water.

Wei Zhao drew a sharp breath, the look he cast at the Xishan Old Sect growing ever more aghast and wary. Such a fierce, horrifying sea beast, slain just like that—turning clouds with a flip of the hand and rain with a turn of the palm. The strength of this Mountain-Opening stage heretic cultivation titan was truly so appallingly powerful it made one's hair stand on end!

"Heh heh, this is good stuff—wasting it would be a shame." The Xishan Old Sect was not the least bit worried about Wei Zhao seizing the chance to flee; he simply drew that mass of reeking bloody water over on the spot and swallowed it in one gulp.

Tough as Wei Zhao's nerves were, even he nearly threw up in disgust at this. While the Xishan Old Sect was busy devouring the bloody water, he hurriedly gathered his true qi with all his might, trying to escape this terrifying monster.

"Escape? Where can you escape to before this sect?" The Xishan Old Sect laughed coldly, continuing to gulp down the bloody water while using his divine sense to lock onto Wei Zhao's position. So long as he could sense it, Wei Zhao would never escape his palm.

His speed in the water was not as great as on land, but with Wei Zhao channeling his true qi to the utmost, he had already fled more than a hundred zhang in the blink of an eye. Yet though he fled with all his might, his heart was at a loss, for he truly did not know how he could ever escape the Xishan Old Sect's palm.

This sense of powerlessness filled Wei Zhao with profound frustration, something he had never experienced before. In the past, no matter what peril he faced, even when death was but a hair's breadth away, Wei Zhao at least always knew what to do, how to fight—there was never any room for hesitation.

But this time was different. Facing the pursuit of a Mountain-Opening stage heretic cultivation titan, Wei Zhao was truly at his wits' end. With his current strength and means, he could see not a single possibility of shaking off his pursuer. Even a sliver of a chance at life, however faint, and Wei Zhao would stake everything on one throw. But there was not even that sliver.

Just as Wei Zhao was floundering, a rhythmic, thunderous rumbling came from not far ahead. The previously calm seawater suddenly turned into a churning surge of hidden currents, coalescing into countless visible torrents that rushed swiftly toward the front and gathered there.

Wei Zhao was startled. Having learned his lesson from the ghost electric ray, he thought he had run into some other powerful sea beast and was about to change direction to avoid it, when Old Ghost's voice suddenly rang out in his mind: "This is the place—charge in!"

"Huh? Charge in?" Wei Zhao was momentarily stunned. Since Old Ghost had spoken thus, even if the way ahead looked exceedingly dangerous, he could only grit his teeth and comply. After all, there was no other way out now; following Old Ghost's instructions might just let him snatch life from the jaws of death and fight for one last sliver of a chance!

Without the slightest hesitation, Wei Zhao promptly caught a torrent beside him and shot forward like a swordfish toward the unknown ahead, so fast that his speed could almost rival the Super Butterfly Microstep.

"That brat runs fast enough!" Sensing Wei Zhao's position rapidly receding, the Xishan Old Sect, still in place devouring the bloody water, changed expression. He was confident Wei Zhao could never escape his palm, but in this vast sea, if Wei Zhao got more than five li away, even his divine sense would struggle to lock onto the position—and then there would be trouble.

This was a torrent vortex! By now Wei Zhao could finally make out what lay ahead—no vicious sea beast at all, but a torrent vortex like a giant tornado, its incomparable pulling force dragging everything around it into its maw and grinding it all to dust.

Staring at this utterly horrifying spectacle, Wei Zhao was struck dumb! First the Xishan Old Sect, then the ghost electric ray, and now a torrent vortex—just which deity had he offended today? Had he somehow offended the king of sea beasts, the second-generation fish-man...

But then Wei Zhao thought again: whether it was encountering the ghost electric ray after jumping into the sea, or running into the torrent vortex now, both had one thing in common—he had been following Old Ghost's instructions...

"What are you dawdling for? Get in there already—you want to stay and wait for death?" Old Ghost's voice rang out in his mind once more. R1152