Before long, all the fourth-grade sea beasts lay motionless in pools of blood. Chen Fengshou slowly stopped, looked around, and nodded in satisfaction.

He then began to carefully select the corpses of these fourth-grade sea beasts.

He examined each corpse with extreme care, discarding any that had even the slightest flaw or was incomplete without hesitation.

For Chen Fengshou, only the corpses of top-quality fourth-grade sea beasts were worthy of his attention.

After careful selection, Chen Fengshou finally stored several well-preserved and delicious-tasting fourth-grade sea beast corpses into his storage ring.

It's important to understand that these fourth-grade ingredients are extremely rare; it's not easy to even find one on a regular day, let alone harvest so many at once. Therefore, Chen Fengshou naturally wouldn't let this golden opportunity slip by.

After Chen Feng slowly landed on the ground, he raised his head and looked intently towards the distant sea.

There, the wind and clouds changed color, the waves surged, and a thrilling battle was unfolding in full swing!

Without making a sound, Chen Feng quietly retrieved all the array plates he had previously set up. Then, with a flash, he sped towards the outer sea like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived at the edge of the battlefield.

Immediately afterward, Chen Feng unhesitatingly unleashed his unique skill—the Clone Technique. With his hands forming hand seals and his mouth chanting incantations, he instantly created more than ten identical clones.

These clones all shone with a dazzling golden light, like war gods descending from the sky, and fiercely pounced on the golden shrimp and green toad.

As these dozen or so clones charged forward, a violent surge of energy erupted in the air.

Each clone exuded a terrifyingly powerful aura, tearing open the void wherever they went, leaving behind black spatial rifts.

As the clones approached the golden shrimp and green toad, they unleashed waves of extremely terrifying mental shocks.

This spiritual power, like a surging torrent, swept towards the enemy with overwhelming force. In an instant, the entire sea was enveloped by this powerful spiritual pressure, making it difficult to breathe.