Who was the man with eight tentacles protruding from his back? He was one of the dozens of champions of the Blood Coral Cove, to these mere foot soldiers he was an undefeatable existence who could kill hundreds of them with a wave of his hand. But in front of Zhang, the once mighty champion was like a mere child who couldn't even put up an ounce of resistance.
“My lord no need to get worked up, we will tear him to bits and pieces in no time. Just because he beat Chu Shou with easy doesn't mean he can survive our combined might.” A man whose right arm was a massive crab claw said as he looked at the man with eight tentacles protruding from his back with disdain, clearly showing that the man named Chu Shou fairly weak within their ranks.
“Crab, seahorse, starfish, shark, fish, stingray, errrr sea snail?” Zhang said with an intrigued look on his face as he tried to identify what kind of divine beasts all of these lesser saints originated from.
Soon enough the hundreds of thousands of flying fish sped through the water and created dozens of rings below where Zhang was levitating, each ring larger than the other.
Once a Flying Fish unleashed a high-speed blast of water from its mouth it would dive into the sea to refill its water supply, as every single Flying Fish did this Zhang was allowed to witness a simply beautiful aquatic water show. Of course, this wasn't a water show for the weak hearted because each blast of water was more than enough to puncture a hole through the hull of a large ship and even saints would find themselves in a pinch if hit with enough of these.
“Since you lot are the first people that I'm going to use this sword on, I won't be holding back.” He said as his eyes widened and a smile crept onto his face.
As a few unlucky flying fish riders would soon find out, the once light balls of water that they had been shooting toward Zhang were now comparable to iron cannon balls that were capable of crushing bone and ending lives.
After he nullified all of the incoming attacking, Zhang shot up into the air and the Rising Moon Sword unleashed another pulse of essence which caused a female lesser saint with a beautiful figure and a starfish sticking to her hair to be pulled toward him.
Of course, her comrades had tried to help her but as they tried to close in on Zhang a powerful force repulsed them showing the difference in power between them and Zhang.
“All of you on me! Attack!” Niao Wang’s voice entered the ears of the twenty-nine saints as a massive shadow flew through the air and directly act Zhang.
Following his example, the twenty-nine lesser saints morphed into their original forms also, showing off a wide variety of different colored and oddly shaped scales, feathers, and fangs.
Barely able to resist the suction force all of the lesser saints began to struggle while Niao Fang became locked in combat with Zhang.
Simply said, lesser saints were now considered small fish or cannon fodder in front of our prince of Aurora. As for full saints, if they were lucky they would be evenly matched with Zhang when he didn't employ the powers of his treasures, but if they were unlucky he would be more than capable of toying with them until he lost interest.
But like usual the Abyssal Beasts could only serve as distractions or shields when Zhang was fighting someone who possessed around the same amount of strength he did. So despite so many Abyssal Beasts attacking Niao Wang he received little no damage at all.
“As their master shouldn't you join in also?” Zhang said as he looked at Lord Shen Yu who was sitting atop a throne of coral located on the head of a large white colored whale whose body was covered in wounds that showed it had gone through countless battles.
As another full saint joined the fray, Zhang waved his hand and withdrew a sword made lted entirely out of mithril from his interspatial ring and grabbed it out of the air.
Once the columns of water rose into the sky they morphed into the shape of ten raging dragons who snapped at Zhang with their massive jaws.
“Singularity!” Zhang yelled as he pointed his sword sideward and created another black speck that began to pull in the air and water around it.
As the two new black specks formed they began to exert their suction force upon the incoming water and wind dragons. In an instant all of the water dragons were turned into a spiraling whirlpool while the wind dragons were turned into a tornado before fading away with the singularities.
“Feel my might, human!” Shen Yu roared as he smashed the side of his trident downward aiming to crush Zhang’s skull.
“Singularity.” Zhang said as a black speck with incredible suction force appeared inches away from Shen Yu.
“So you're a Dragon Horn Turtle, if legends are true then those horns of yours could be used to make wonderful weapons while that shell of yours could be used to make wonderful armor.” Zhang said with twinkling eyes as the now massive turtle levitating in front of him while disregarding what could be called a miniature black hole that was created in front of him.
“You win! I give up! That breath of yours is a weapon in itself.” Zhang said as he tried not to gag.
I've never smelled anything worse than this… Even when I have to pick up after Little White it doesn't smell as bad as this.” Zhang complained as he found himself in the dark confines of the massive turtle’s mouth.
“Now let's get started…” He said as he began making his way down the turtle's throat.
“Long live the king of the Blood Coral Cove! Long live his majesty King Shen Yu!” The riders all chanted in a unison while their mounts joined the chorus by kicking and splashing the water.
Like they had done before, hundreds of thousands of flying fish riders dove underwater and then launched themselves into the sky while the mantis shrimp began climbing on each other’s backs and creating a staircase to the Sky Fortress.
“Attack! We will destroy all that hinders our lord’s path!” Niao Wang yelled as he made a dozen tornadoes appear around him and smash into the barrier.
Soon after the hundreds of thousands of fish and shrimp riders joined the saints with their coral bows and barbed spears.
Although deep inside they were afraid, none of the soldiers of Aurora showed any trace of fear as they stood guard, ready to fight to the bitter end if they were needed to.