C399 Mists

"Everyone be careful, the Mists is coming out." Zhong Baishun reminded.

Zhong Yunfei and the rest were naturally aware of this, they had long been waiting for it, and their eyes kept scanning their surroundings.

The reason why Zhong Baishun shouted that, was also to remind Zhan Tianming and Fu Shiyao.

"Mists?" Zhan Tianming was slightly startled.

However, he quickly came back to his senses.

It was just a name given to the Demonic Beast and sea beasts by the people living in the Ten Thousand Miles of Netherworld Fog. It was just like the name given to all kinds of animals by humans on the Earth where he lived in his previous life.

The names of seals, seahorses, manatees, lions, tigers, and so on were all given to animals by humans.

But was that really the name of the animals?

Who knows.

Perhaps the animals were still laughing in their hearts when they heard how humans divided them up.

"Hahaha …" Those humans are really funny, do they really think we are called that name? "

"Eh, why should we call them humans?"

"What is a human?"

"Forget it, let's just take it as a name we gave them."

As this thought flashed through Zhan Tianming's mind, he couldn't help but find it funny.

If the zoologists from his previous life heard this, they would probably be so angry that their stomachs would explode.

With his train of thoughts, Zhan Tianming had already sensed the so called Mists.

"Check."

Demonic Beast: Mists.

Level: Third Grade

Description: A unique Siren that lives amongst Ten Thousand Miles of Netherworld Fog. It has powerful tentacles that cause fear in others. It likes to eat brain tissue and the juice in living organisms.

"Third Grade? That would be equivalent to Martial Spirit Stage. "

Zhan Tianming immediately came to a conclusion.

To him, this kind of Demonic Beast was simply nothing. However, to many Martial Spirit Martial Cultivator s, this was already enough to give them a headache.

When those Mists gradually approached, Zhong Baishun and the rest looked as if they were about to face a great enemy.

"Everyone be careful, don't get entangled by the tentacles of those beasts." Zhong Baishun reminded his once again.

Zhan Tianming did not attack in a hurry.

At a time like this, he was still very cautious.

After all, he didn't understand much about this place, so it was best not to act rashly.

It was fine if something small happened to him, but it wouldn't be good if he let Fu Shiyao take the risk.

This had always been Zhan Tianming's bottom line.

He would never put someone he liked in danger.

It was similar to what it had been for Zongzheng Wanyou and Feng Wushuang back then, and now it was the same for Fu Shiyao.

Especially for Fu Shiyao.

This girl's heart was too kind. She couldn't bear to hurt others, and she even chose to sacrifice herself for others. For such a kind-hearted girl, the best way to solve the problem was to help her raise up the sky so that she wouldn't have to face all these.

Hualala …

Hualala …

A few of the Mists's tentacles extended out of the sea surface and lashed at the seawater.

These tentacles were more than a meter thick, and their shape was somewhat similar to the tentacles of the octopus. There were circular suction pads lining up on one side, but at the front of these Mists tentacles were long and dancing long hairs. They densely lined up into the shape of a dragon's tail, and two of the tentacles were especially long and thick.

The remaining ten tentacles were much smaller.

"Fly Spear!"

Seeing the waving tentacles, Zhong Baishun immediately shouted.

Immediately, Zhong Yuanyuan was in charge of handing over the flying spears to Zhong Baishun, while Zhong Haoan was in charge of handing over the other flying spears to Zhong Yunfei.

Zhong Baishun and Zhong Yunfei's eyes were tight as they stared at the tentacles that were waving about without blinking.

Holding the lance in his hand, he started to sweat uncontrollably.

Suddenly!

Zhong Baishun skillfully threw a lance towards one of the tentacles that was quietly coming down.

Pfft!

The lance stabbed straight into the tentacle.

"Roar!"

The Mists was injured and roared.

Pah pah pah …

Hualala …

The Mists's tentacles danced crazily, causing the water to churn and set off waves after waves of waves, as if it was going to overturn the boat.

Only then did Zhan Tianming notice that there were some sharp blades installed on the side and under the boat.

If not for that, the Mists would probably have flipped the boat over, right?

On the other side, another Mists rushed over.

Whoosh!

The tentacle slapped down hard, directly striking the deck from the air.

"Bastard, scram."

Zhong Yunfei roared, and suddenly threw the spear in his hand.

Although his cultivation was the lowest, the force of the throw was still very fast and violent. The flying spear accurately pierced into the tentacle that was flying towards him. The tentacle suddenly twitched and shrank back. With a 'pa' sound, it sank into the sea.

More and more Mists had already gathered over.

One by one, the tentacles danced in the mist, and only a few shadows could be seen.

Zhong Baishun and Zhong Yunfei calmly threw flying spears one after another.

Sou sou sou …

Sou sou sou …

The spears all flew into the mist.

"Roar!" Roar! "Roar …"

The angry roars of Mists continuously came out of the mist, while the rumbling sounds of tentacles lashing at the seawater could be heard as well.

However, the two of them paid no attention to him and continued throwing javelins.

They were well aware of the habits of these Mists.

If he stopped throwing his lance now, he would only be met with an even more terrifying attack.

Only by suppressing the Mists in terms of momentum and offense could they safely pass through this hurdle.

Otherwise, the ship would be destroyed and the people would be killed.

After an incense stick of time …

The Mists's cries finally disappeared, and the sea surface regained some calm.

Zhong Baishun and the rest were all covered in sweat.

The few of them raised their hands to wipe the sweat off their faces. Their eyes revealed a hint of joy from having safely survived a tribulation.

Rumble rumble rumble!

Suddenly, the seawater roared.

The huge wave came crashing over.

The four people of the Zhong Family, who had just let out a sigh of relief, were startled.

Hualala …

Hualala …

The huge wave directly rolled onto the deck, causing Zhong Yuanyuan to lose her balance. She was swept up by the huge wave and immediately rushed into the sea.

"Yuanyuan!" Zhong Yunfei shouted anxiously.

"Father!" "Save me!" Zhong Yuanyuan's cry for help could also be heard.

Just as Zhan Tianming was about to save her, Zhong Haoan had already rushed over at the first possible moment.

At this moment, two incomparably large tentacles stretched out from the seabed.

Hualala …

Hualala …

Sea water continuously flowed down from the two tentacles, like a splash of water.

The tentacle that was raised out of the sea was like a giant pillar, with a diameter of more than twenty feet, it was at least five to six times thicker than the previous tentacles of the Mists.

The raised tentacles were reflected in the fog, seeming to pierce through the heavens.

Zhong Baishun and Zhong Yunfei's pupils suddenly shrank, as a voice filled with fear burst out from their mouths as well.

"Mists King?"