Xiao Ming stood his ground in the heart of the undersea battlefield, surrounded by a circling pack of sea creatures.
These Demon Lords, though formidable in their own right, viewed him with the casual disdain a predator might show for a trapped bird.
In their minds, this human was a trivial obstacle, a creature to be crushed with a single collective strike.
Had it not been for the Frost Demon Wyrm's explicit command to entangle him and prolong his struggle, they would have likely finished him in an instant rather than toying with a mere Mortal General.
Xiao Ming watched the way their gills flared and their webbed hands tightened around their weapons.
He could feel the brimming excitement radiating from them, a hunger for an easy kill that clouded their judgment.
In response, his expression hardened into a cold, defensive mask. He silently expanded his Dao Sovereign Domain.
