As Grey's body cut through the water like a swift arrow, he couldn't help but turn his head and glance back toward the distant surface, toward the battlefield where the captain was still locked in combat with the divine fish.
Violent energy fluctuations rippled through the depths, distorting the surrounding seawater. Even from such a great distance, those aftershocks were enough to make Grey's heart tighten. The pressure alone carried a suffocating weight, like an invisible tide bearing down on him. He even suspected that the captain wasn't going all out yet.
'As expected… the captain's cultivation is higher than mine.' Grey thought grimly. 'Even though the fluctuations she's releasing only indicate the power of two balls of Spirit Fire, the attacks she can unleash far surpass that level.'
His gaze hardened, and he pushed his body faster through the water.
