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After the defenses along the southeast coast were strained, Niannian could no longer stay in the sect.

Every day, she would climb to the highest viewing platform on the west side of the island and stand there to look at the sea.

In the afternoon light, the distant horizon appears an unnaturally dark color.

It looked like something was slowly moving below the surface of the water.

Its back, refracted by the light, briefly emerges from the water, like a row of rising reefs, before disappearing back into the surging waves.

She observed for three days, and on the morning of the fourth day, she walked up to Luo Tian and said:

"Dad, I want to go out and fight too."

Luo Tian glanced at her: "Where do you want to go?"

"To the southeast," Niannian said, "Senior Sister Qianxue's side is short-handed, I can help if I go there."

Luo Tian didn't say much, but simply asked her to bring Luo Nannan and Qiqi along.

Qianqian went along too; her illusion magic could help control the situation on large battlefields.

There's no need for a direct confrontation; the chaotic situation can be stabilized.

The four of them set off from the sect at dawn. The thin mist on the sea had not yet completely dissipated, leaving a discontinuous trail in their flight path.

Upon arriving at the southeastern coast, Ye Qianxue was leading her men to clear out the remaining beast hordes outside the defensive line.

Those sea monsters were enormous, and some had already been dragged a long distance along the shore.

Several deep drag marks were left on the beach, with semi-dried slime still remaining at the edges.

Niannian landed beside her, glanced at the situation on the battlefield, and asked, "Where's the big one?"

"The larger ones have retreated." Ye Qianxue sheathed her sword. "They retreated early this morning, but they'll be back. Their movements are predictable, as if someone is directing them."

Niannian didn't ask any more questions. She, Qiqi, Luo Nannan, and Qianqian divided into four groups and set up defenses along the coastline.

After standing still on the beach, Qiqi opened her mouth and exhaled a ball of dark golden light.

After the light landed, it quickly spread into a shallow network of earth vein sensors, which could detect the fluctuations of spiritual energy underwater in advance.

Qianqian stood on a reef jutting out into the sea, her gaze fixed on the horizon, white light slowly flowing from her fingertips.

Luo Nannan stood next to Niannian, her golden pupils staring straight ahead.

Her gaze lingered on the edge of the surge line, where several dark shadows were churning, as if something was tentatively approaching.

That afternoon, moving shadows reappeared on the sea.

This time the scale was larger than before, led by three giant crustacean beasts each over ten feet in size.

Its shell is dark brown to almost black, and its surface is covered with a thick layer of keratin.

The shell has clear patterns and fine, serrated protrusions along the edges, like a shield that has been repeatedly reinforced.

Behind them followed a dozen or so medium-sized sea beasts, and behind them were dense schools of shallow-water mutated fish, obscuring the entire nearshore area like a dark, moving sheet.

Without waiting for them to land, Niannian took to the air and was the first to rush out.

When the Taiyi Sword was drawn, its silvery-white light drew a bright arc across the sea.

She passed by the side of the foremost crustacean, her sword blade cutting into the junction of the carapace and head, penetrating to a considerable depth, and then slicing along the rift.

The creature's carapace cracked open under the sword's light, and dark liquid gushed from the crack, dripping down the wound like ink.

Luo Nannan approached from another direction, her long, reddish-gold hair scattering in the sea breeze.

Without using any weapons, the crimson-gold flames that spewed from his palm lashed across the sea like a long whip, burning swarms of mutated fish to ashes.

The seawater beneath her feet vaporized into a white mist due to the high temperature, and she didn't look back as she passed through it.

Qiqi and Qianqian did not participate in the direct attack. Qiqi squatted on the rocks on the shore, pressing her palms on the rock surface.

Ripples of ochre spread outward from her palm, traveling upward along the seabed and beach, disrupting the formation of the mutated fish in the shallow water.

Qianqian stood not far behind her, and layers of silvery-white illusionary light spread out.

It landed on the medium-sized sea creatures that were landing, leaving countless flowing cracks on the surface of their head carapaces.

Although their shells themselves are not actually cracked, the cracks appear to be slowly extending, making them hesitate.

The battle lasted for more than half an hour, and the coastal defenses did not retreat.

The beast horde's offensive was slowed down by the repeated suppression from Nian Nian and Luo Nannan.

Four of the crustaceans were sunk, while the rest retreated at low tide, and the sea returned to calm.

When the battle ended, Kiki stood up, walked over to the nearest slain carapace behemoth, squatted down, and placed her hands on the corpse.

The corpse was rapidly desiccating, and spiritual energy was being absorbed into her palm.

The remaining luster on the surface of the carapace faded at a visible rate.

Then it cracked into countless tiny fragments, which fell to the ground, revealing the dried remains underneath.

When she stood up, the lines of her face were a little more defined than before.

A deep, dark gold hue appeared in his eyes, like a light that had been buried for a long time beginning to shine again.

Qianqian stood beside her for a while, watching the pile of dark fragments being carried away by the sea breeze, without saying a word.

The hem of her robe fluttered slightly in the wind, like the corner of a book whose page had just been turned being held down by the wind, without making a sound.

That night, Luo Tian received a battle report from the front lines. After reading the message, he put it on the table and squinted slightly when he looked up.

The tide was receding outside the window, revealing a dark mudflat where several large beast carcasses, still lying scattered, were scattered haphazardly.

When Xiao Jin walked in from outside, he closed the door behind him. His aura was much more subdued than it had been a few months ago. After sitting down opposite Luo Tian, ​​he said:

"The coastline has stabilized and will not surge up again for the time being."

His tone was steady, and his breathing was deep. Luo Tian did not respond.

The dimming sunlight outside the window slanted in, leaving a distinct line of light and shadow on the ground, slowly advancing into the depths of the room.