The eyeball of the Sea King

The dense fog covering the Illusory Sword School was dispersed by Venerable Spirit Butterfly's sword qi, which allowed Song Shuhang to see everything happening below clearly.

"Is he dead?" asked Song Shuhang.

Liu Jianyi replied, "Indeed!"

Dead both in soul and body—he couldn't be more dead than this.

Venerable Spirit Butterfly's fingers moved slightly, causing the sword qi in the form of butterflies that filled the airspace above the Illusory Sword School to dissipate and disappear without a trace. "It's over… let's go, we need to go to Fellow Daoist White and find that interesting guy."

Suddenly, Soft Feather called out, "Eh? Father, the guy below is still transforming!"

Actually, Soft Feather's reminder was unnecessary—Venerable Spirit Butterfly and Liu Jianyi already noticed the change below.

The leader of the sea urchin warriors that was clearly dead and had already stopped breathing suddenly stood up from the pool of blood.