Many people were unwilling to give up, trying to fly high into the sky to avoid the golden light from the sea.
However, the higher they flew, the golden light from the sea didn't transform into fish but rather lashed like a divine whip, forcibly knocking them down.
Moreover, the higher you fly, the more powerful the golden light becomes. The Great Sacrificial Heaven can't withstand it and would fall with a single strike.
In other words, to cross the sea, one must follow the rules here.
"Could this be a dead sea, impossible to cross?" someone doubted.
"Yes, I feel the same. We should go somewhere else and detour."
Many agreed, however, Shi Hao pressed the Ox King, not allowing him to turn back.
The Ox King's mouth twitched, it didn't want its flesh to rot, especially in that area; how could it ever ride a cow again?
But, it wasn't as powerful as Shi Hao and couldn't resist.
"Go!" Shi Hao patted the ox's head.
