Song Chen gritted his teeth, flew off the platform, and stood on a dangling iron chain.
He instructed:
“Stand behind me and cover my retreat. Let me hold off these sea monsters.”
Zhao Ziyi was somewhat worried. He flew behind Song Chen and frowned, saying:
"My cultivation level is a little higher than yours, so why don't you let me do it?"
Song Chen shook his head:
"You are a sword cultivator, and without a sword in your hand, your attack power is greatly reduced."
"I'll do it. If any monsters are foolish enough to mess with me, I'll cook them right here and now!"
With a wave of his hand, Song Chen created a huge black hole in the seawater.
But upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that this black hole is actually a shallow pot.
This is a wok that Song Chen recently made. It can be used not only for stir-frying but also for grilling.
The size of the cookware has also been upgraded, now measuring forty meters wide, twice the size of the previous version.
The larger the surface area of the cookware, the greater the impact of the water flow.
But the pot remained perfectly still in Song Chen's left hand, despite the powerful impact of the water flow.
Song Chen cooks and flips dishes in a wok every day. The arm strength he has developed is amazing.
The iron pot, imbued with the scent of flames, appeared.
Song Chen then sensed that the sea monsters at the other end of the canyon were becoming restless.
He gripped the spatula tightly, ready for anything.
Suddenly, a voice came from the other side of the canyon.
The sound was like a low growl from ancient times.
"Moo!"
A sound rang out.
The seabed in the deep sea began to tremble violently.
The reef corals are beginning to break apart.
The seawater was flowing faster and faster.
Affected by the water flow, Song Chen couldn't help but take a step back.
The impact is too great, siren, start charging!
A large black fish suddenly swam out of the canyon at high speed.
This fish is three meters long, with a large number of white spots on its jet-black skin.
The fish has a flat head, a large mouth like a millstone, a rough body surface, and shield-shaped scales.
On the fish's mouth, which was as big as a millstone, were wriggling sharp teeth.
When Zhao Ziyi saw the fish, his heart sank to the bottom.
"Anglerfish, also known as cleaner fish, I know this fish!"
On Earth, the Cleaner has no natural enemies and is known as an immortal monster; it can survive a day of dehydration and still live after getting wet.
They reproduce in large numbers, feeding on other fish eggs and squeezing out the living space of all other river creatures.
Once this occurs, large numbers of other fish will die.
It ate all the small fish eggs.
Large fish can also become infected and die if they eat plecos.
Because the abdominal cavity of a scavenger contains a large number of bacteria and parasites.
But how did this river fish end up in the sea?
Upon hearing this, Song Chen laughed:
"Don't worry, I have a solution."
According to the Records of Spiritual Creatures, the spiritual energy within this fish is mixed and impure; cultivators who consume it are prone to exploding and dying, so it should not be eaten.
However, it is mentioned in the books on beast taming.
The anglerfish has a strong and durable skeleton; when crushed, it becomes a natural poultry bone-strengthening powder.
Once cooked over a high flame and impurities removed, it can be made into animal feed.
A cleaner fish swam over quickly, as if it had turned on some kind of switch.
Countless cleaners swarmed in, trying to cross the canyon.
Their thrashing movements disrupted the ocean currents.
Song Chen didn't delay any longer, and he ignited all the spiritual fire within his body in his right hand.
With a bang.
Thousands of flames coalesced into a raging inferno ten meters wide.
Linglong Zi was well-nurtured by Song Chen, and the flames entered the bottom of the pot.
A sizzling sound quickly followed.
Although there was a formation to isolate the seawater, the seawater was still boiled by the high temperature.
The scavenger swam towards the two of them with incredible speed, seemingly having finally found food.
Like a millstone-sized suction cup opening its mouth, it showed no fear.
After all, in its perception, everything is food.
Song Chen held the pot in one hand and directly pinned it down on the group of wandering street cleaners.
He easily flipped the pan with one hand, and all the cleaners went into the pan.
"Buzz..."
The array markings inside the pot lit up, trapping the scavengers who tried to escape inside.
This pot is a magical artifact crafted by Song Chen at his highest level.
Not to mention the isolation formation, even the inscriptions were personally engraved by the Celestial Fox Ancestor.
No matter what level of spirit beast it is, they are all treated equally in this big pot!
This pot can even cook and refine eighth-tier demonic beasts, let alone this little cleaner!
Song Chen turned the heat up to high, heating the large pot until it was red-hot, and tossed it three times.
The water vapor inside the pot has completely evaporated.
As the scavengers collided with each other, their hard, shield-like scales turned into powder.
Song Chen immediately demonstrated how to cook a pot of cleaner in five seconds.
Zhao Ziyi couldn't help but cheer. It seemed that the tide was nothing!
"Song Chen, keep it up! Another batch of cleaners is charging in!"
Song Chen remained calm and performed steadily. He continued to carry the large pot and quickly subdued a large number of cleaners who had just crossed the canyon.
Any fish that occasionally slipped through the net were scooped up and thrown into the pot by Zhao Ziyi with a shovel.
The two worked together seamlessly, quickly clearing away the scavengers swimming in from the beast tide.
However, this beast tide seemed endless.
Song Chen's pot was already filled with granular bone fragments, but the cleaner fish were still swimming over.
The putrid odor produced by the burning of the scavenger quickly spreads through the seawater.
Song Chen couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose and asked:
"What's on the other side of the canyon? And why do all these anglerfish smell so bad?"
On the continent of True Treasures, everyone can cultivate.
After undergoing the cleansing and marrow-refining process, the cultivator has shed that wretched physical body.
Spiritual plants and spiritual grains each have their own unique fragrance.
This strong, fermented odor is truly rare.
Zhao Ziyi covered half of his face and shook his head:
"I don't know, I've never heard Ancestor Wuzhiqi mention it."
It shouldn't be much different from here.
Song Chen nodded:
"That's right, there must be another sea on the other side of the sea."
"Ziyi, get a large storage bag. I need to move the things from the pot inside; the pot needs to be full."
The two worked together seamlessly and quickly emptied the large pot.
After eating a large handful of Spirit Enlightenment Gray Moss to replenish his spiritual energy, Song Chen continued to wield the large pot to stop the Cleaner from invading.
As night was approaching.
Song Chen has already prepared a plan for what to do if he loses his sight.
Zhao Ziyi came to Song Chen's side, preparing to use his spiritual energy to guide Song Chen and tell him the location where the cauldron had fallen.
However, after tossing the wok more than ten times again...
Not a single scavenger could cross the narrow canyon.
The two breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhao Ziyi smiled and said:
"Alright, you can put the pot away now. The cleaner has left."
Song Chen was somewhat confused and frowned as he asked:
"But this tide should last for two or three days, right? How come it receded so quickly?"
Zhao Ziyi covered his mouth and nose and guessed:
"It must be because we killed the Scavengers too quickly that the tide was able to retreat ahead of schedule."
Song Chen nodded, indicating his agreement.
This was the first time the two had dealt with the tidal bore, and they originally thought they would be overwhelmed and unable to withstand it.
But unexpectedly, the beast tide, which should have required hundreds of people to deal with, was overcome so easily.
Song Chen put away the cleaner from the pot, rinsed the pot and other utensils, and then put them into his storage bag.
"Let's go back to the steel platform and make some repairs."
The two swam to the steel platform and raised the defensive array on it.
As night fell.
Zhao Ziyi is recording their harvest this time.
Song Chen lost his sight again and sat cross-legged on the platform to meditate and recover.
"Song Chen! Zhao Ziyi! Are you alright?!"
Suddenly, a hurried shout reached their ears.
Song Chen, with his eyes closed, said with certainty:
"Jiang Xia and the others are back; they're to our upper right."
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