Tang Xian had already sensed that something was off, and by the third time his name was called, he didn't even need to think about it—it was crystal clear that he had been set up.
Unfortunately, the arena was simply too massive. Even the colossal sea creatures seemed somewhat insignificant inside it, with its area comparable to the Sea God's palace beneath the Ashen Sea.
At the far end, Tang Xian could only faintly make out the silhouettes of the Sea Demon Red Emperor, unable to pop out the analysis panel in his eyes.
Now the question came again, whom should he choose?
Nobody noticed the sea unicorn that had been swept away by the current and now returned with a face filled with terror. The sea unicorn was not stupid; it didn't believe it had been pushed away by a sudden current.
Having lived under the enormous water pressure of the deep sea for so long, these creatures understood the temperament of the ocean to some extent.
