Luo Chen waved his hand. Only after Cheng Ji's demon-hunting ship gradually vanished into the distance did his gaze turn toward the unfamiliar sea ahead with anticipation. 0

The Profound Rock Sea Region was known for its complex terrain. Hidden reefs lay everywhere, and countless islands rose from the waters. Within its depths, demonic crabs flourished, and aquatic vegetation grew thick and abundant. Ordinary cultivators dared not enter lightly. Even Adepts were advised not to linger long. But of course, Luo Chen had not traveled so many thousands of li merely to strike once and leave.0

Luo Chen summoned the thirty-zhang-long Black-Scaled Flood Dragon. "Alright, shrink down now."1

The Black-Scaled Flood Dragon cast him a resentful glance, yet it had no choice but to reduce its size until it was only two zhang long, its lowest limit. Among demonic beasts, height was dignity and length was a mark of prestige; shrinking to such a small form meant that if it did not actively release its third-tier aura, some ignorant shrimp or crab might attempt to prey upon it...1