I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

Chapter 373 Cape

cape.

A group of monks were patrolling along the coastline.

A sea monster climbed up from the edge of the shore, and before anyone else noticed, the person standing in the front took action first.

The sea beast had just stretched out half of its body when a cold light flashed from the top of its head, bringing with it a heart-pounding momentum, and hit its head hard.

At the same time, a faint blue light lit up from its body which was still in the water and suddenly covered its entire body.

The fierce blade and the dark blue light collided with each other, forming a violent wave that spread out to a distance of three feet around, and a large pit was formed in the sand.

A huge wave rose up on the slightly undulating sea surface, turned into a white line, and quickly moved away from the coast.

And the shore where the sea beast had just climbed was now left with only a pool of bright red blood.

The man who attacked first stood in front of the pool of bright red blood with a stern expression.

The arm holding the hilt of the knife was shaking slightly.

The few monks who were following him on patrol only reacted at this moment. When they saw his shaking blade, they were shocked.

"Brother Tong, are you okay?"

"Are you injured?"

"Brother Tong, why don't you wait until it's completely on the shore before taking action? They are the most difficult to deal with when their bodies are still in the Wuwang Sea."

Jian Tong calmed down the turbulent demonic energy in his body and put the knife back into the scabbard. The arm that had just been hit violently had now calmed down, but it was still a little numb.

His brows were extremely serious, and his amber eyes were solemn.

"I'm fine. Now that we've discovered it, we can't let it completely come ashore."

As Jian Tong spoke, his eyes moved to the edge of the coastline.

The sun shone on the sea, making the sea surface blue to almost black. It was clearly daytime, but when Jian Tong looked at the sea, he only felt a chill in his heart.

He had never been close to the Wuwang Sea before. He has been stationed here for half a year. From the calmness at the beginning to the daily patrols now.

He should have been accustomed to this silent sea except for the waves, but he could not adapt to it.

Because the Cape has changed so much now.

The coastline used to have beaches and trees, but now there is only a flat coastline left, as if standing on the edge of an abyss.

Looking down into the abyss, apart from the Wuwang Sea, there are only the sea beasts hiding in the sea.

A huge shadow slid across the bottom of the sea.

Jian Tong's gaze suddenly froze, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

He looked more closely and found that there was nothing in front of him except the slightly undulating Wuwang Sea.

"I read it wrong?"

The monk next to him asked in confusion, "Brother Tong, what did you see?"

Jian Tong's brows were full of coldness. He opened his mouth, but finally shook his head and looked at a hill in the distance.

"It's okay, let's go."

He returned to his previous silent patrol again, and nothing happened along the rest of the way.

Someone looked at the endless sea and couldn't help spitting.

"I say, when will the Magic City send someone to take over? I can't stay in this crappy place any longer!"

Another person laughed and said, "If you are not afraid of your head being chopped off by the Lord when you return to the Demon City, you can give it a try."

The man was so upset that he just choked his voice.

"Just give it a try. Staying here every day is no different from being in jail!"

The other people laughed, "Come on, His Majesty has shown us a great favor by not killing us. If we were to return to the Demon City now, we would definitely be killed."

Jian Tong did not participate in their conversation. He was still recalling the scene he had seen before. He only saw the huge black shadow for a moment, and then it completely disappeared.

A new sea monster?

Or is it just the tip of a much larger iceberg?

What on earth is that?

Jian Tong had a bad feeling in his heart. When he returned, he had to report what he saw today.

As we were about to cross the hill, a few simple courtyards appeared in front of us.

The monks who had been on patrol before were now standing outside the yard, pacing back and forth like ants on a hot pan with a hint of panic on their faces.

The monk following Jian Tong saw this scene and showed confusion and dissatisfaction on his face.

"What happened? Why didn't you take a break?"

"If they don't rest, how will they have the energy to patrol later?"

"I hope we won't be required to go there again tonight."

"Can't stand it."

Jian Tong listened to their words, frowned, and gave a cold look.

The group of monks outside also saw Jian Tong. At that moment, they seemed to have found their backbone and swarmed around him.

"Brother Tong, someone is coming from above."

"That's the one."

"Go and have a look."

When Jian Tong heard this, he was shocked. He quickly realized something and walked quickly into the building.

The place where this group of demon cultivators were stationed at the cape was too simple and could only be considered a rudimentary form of residence.

There was nothing in the yard, and there were only a few simple seats in the room.

Jian Tong entered the room and found that there were five people inside.

Each of them has their own temperament, but the most dazzling one must be the one with long white hair sitting in the first seat.

Jian Tong didn't dare to look at him any longer and bowed his head politely.

"I have met Your Majesty."

Yan Ping is in pretty good shape now. Unlike the feeling he had when he came to the Cape before, he doesn't feel out of control as much.

He glanced at the people below with an expressionless face.

The dark demonic aura is annoying just by looking at it.

There was more blood on his body than the last time we met, but that blood was not human blood. It seemed that he had been quite diligent in killing sea beasts during this time at the cape.

Yan Ping withdrew his gaze and spoke in a cold voice.

"Tell me about the situation here."

Jian Tong didn't look up as he reported the recent situation at the cape one by one.

Including the patrol situation at the cape, the number of sea animals coming ashore, and content that has been reported before.

"The small island torn apart by the Wuwang Sea is called Wanghai Hill."

"I just came back from there. After a long-distance investigation, I found that there are already many sea beasts around Wanghai Hill."

This was their original intention in reporting the information.

Wanghaiqiu has become an isolated island.

No cultivator could cross the Wuwang Sea. Even though the gap was only three meters long, no one could cross it.

They could only watch as the sea beasts gathered on Wanghai Hill.

But the order from Yan Ping was to kill the sea beasts that had come ashore.

Now that Yan Ping is here, Jian Tong feels relieved.

These demon cultivators were killed ruthlessly, but they also had great admiration for Yan Ping's strength.

There was no sound from above. Jian Tong did not look up rashly, nor did he speak. Instead, he waited quietly, thinking about how to describe what he had seen today.

If he looked up at this moment, he would see the young man standing next to Yan Ping, frowning slightly.

Wen Ye looked at Yan Ping, who seemed expressionless but was actually distracted.

They were coming to the Cape very quickly.

There was nothing unusual at first.

But ever since he could clearly see the Wuwang Sea, Wen Ye discovered that Yan Ping was often distracted, and this distraction was beyond Yan Ping's control.

The person is still here, but the thoughts have drifted away.

Gou Yuze and Ji Heyu, who were also in the room, also turned their eyes to Yan Ping.

Wen Ye raised his hand and waved it slightly in front of Yan Ping without responding.

He leaned over and half-knelt in front of Yan Ping. His eyes, as dark as deep pools, met Yan Ping's gaze and he called softly.

"senior?"