"I surrender, I surrender!"
The sound of tides swept over, like waves chasing each other across the vast sea, advancing boldly, layer upon layer, echoing between heaven and earth.
But the Demon Kings could not see the waves or hear the wind.
Only Blue Lid King's sharp surrendering voice was clear and piercing.
Black clouds swirled high in the sky, low pressure enveloped the Central Court, Floating Water ascended, and Jianghuai Great Marsh had not a breath of wind or a single wave; the eerie wave-like light seemed like a vast silver mirror, separated from the tide by a whole mountain.
Canglong King and Ice Bear King fled from the edge of the square, retreating into the Dragon Palace Hall. "Unable to Move" spun around, sinking down the Fire Tree Silver Flower.
The sharp scream came from above Blue Lid King's head.
Pot King stared blankly at the sky, gazing at the dark cloud vortex.
Lightning flashed, briefly illuminating it.
