"Chop off his head for a drink." The Jiao Demon remained seated, its wicked and icy eyes fixed on Li Fan.
It didn't care how high this human Sword Cultivator's talent was, nor how powerful his background; on this sea, he must crawl.
Everyone on this ship would die; no one could take the message out.
"Yes, Young Master." The demon in front of Li Fan had narrow and fierce eyes, its true form was a Sea Serpent. Even in human form, it had small horns on its forehead, signifying that it also had a Jiao Dragon bloodline, with serpent scales on its face.
The Great Sea Serpent Demon waved a trident in its hand, the intent of a massive wave roared forth. Li Fan felt an overwhelming sense of oppression coming his way. This was his first true encounter with combat in the Condensed Core Realm; though he had faced cultivators of that realm before, the gap was too wide to be considered a battle.
