The Zhèn Hǎi Monk was one of Sea God's obsessions, possessing many of the Sea God's own knowledge. Although he was not the Sea God himself, his consciousness was not far off.
Even the Zhèn Hǎi Monk had not seen a creature like Tang before.
"Could this also be the inheritance of some beast god?"
A humanoid weapon capable of transforming into armor, an unidentified beast class—this revelation slightly surprised the Zhèn Hǎi Monk.
Tang Xian remained silent. Time had already been delayed sufficiently, and he had gotten clear answers to all his questions, he said,
"Master, let's begin."
No sooner had his voice faded than Tang Xian's techniques began to unfold densely.
At the center stood Tang Xian as the source of the poison smoke that began to spread outwards. This poison smoke had previously been of little use to him, seemingly ineffective against calamity-level creatures.
