The black curse runes melted away as quickly as a hot knife through butter when they touched the clouds, releasing plumes of foul-smelling black smoke.

The entangled ghost shark let out a silent roar, frantically twisting its translucent body, but it could not break free from the noose of life.

Yan Yu didn't even need Ruan Tang's second instruction.

The moment the first word fell, the golden spiritual power in his palm exploded, transforming into a storm of blades composed of dozens of golden lightning blades!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The golden blade tore through the water, creating a series of fine bubbles, and with a speed too fast for the naked eye to detect, it accurately slashed at the living targets that were firmly fixed in place by the vines.

There was no earth-shattering noise.

Only the dull, teeth-grinding sound of a sharp blade cutting into rotten flesh.

Those enormous ghost sharks were easily dismembered under the golden storm of blades, and then, in their unwilling twisting, they turned into black smoke and silently dissipated.

"Awoo!"

An extremely excited roar rang out from beside Ruan Tang's feet.

Big Orange couldn't wait any longer!

With a powerful kick of its four short legs, its round body shot out like a fluffy cannonball.

It opened its mouth wide and took a deep breath at the colorful coral reef below!

A tremendous suction force was instantly formed, forcibly lifting up countless coral fragments, shells, and sand, mixing with seawater to form a huge, rapidly spinning tornado in front of it!

Coral Storm!

Go!

With a powerful swipe of its furry paw, the giant orange shark unleashed a massive vortex that roared and plunged directly into the remaining sharks.

"Splash—"

Countless hard coral fragments were carried by the high-speed rotating water flow, violently cutting through everything around them.

The ghost shark, caught in the blast, didn't even have time to struggle before its translucent body was instantly pulverized.

At the heart of this chaos, a nearly imperceptible white flash of lightning streaked across the sky.

It's a newbie.

Xiao Bai's figure transformed into a ghost, flashing rapidly among the fragments of the Ghost Shark.

Each time it appears, its mithril-like claws will slice open a nearly invisible black crack.

Space Blade.

Silent and deadly.

Little White's tiny claws could always precisely slice through the Ghost Shark's throat, skillfully cutting the core, which shimmered with a cursed glow, out of the rotting flesh.

From the moment Ruan Tang gave the order to the end of the battle, it only took a moment.

The surrounding seawater returned to calm.

All that remained were some slowly fading black curses and dozens of pitch-black beads silently floating in the water.

Ruan Tang waved her hand and used her magic to roll the beads in front of her.

These beads feel icy cold to the touch, and contain pure curse power.

This is the core of the curse.