This encounter with Tiger Shark Sea Race Pick has truly taught him a lesson with the opponentās Composite Mystical Arts.
Dai Sect is experiencing some self-doubt; is insisting on the Mystical Arts of Power really the right choice?
Should he perhaps cultivate and comprehend Mystical Arts from other systems to combine with Mystical Arts of Power?
Upon hearing Dai Sect speak this way, Bai Pu shook his head: "Not necessarily, itās just different paths and choices... The solitary path of Mystical Arts of Power might also lead to the True Intent Prototype."
The direction Dai Sect has been striving towards all these years is the solitary Mystical Arts of Power. To divert and cultivate other Mystical Arts would mean restarting everything and wasting over a decade.
Bai Pu, having comprehended Viewing the Sea Mystical Arts and fought a series of Sea Race experts, has already acquired the stature and vision of a Grandmaster. He believes that whether composite or singular Mystical Arts, when cultivated to the extreme, eventually lead to the same destination.
Dai Sect nodded and turned the topic back to the great battle:
"That Tiger Shark Sea Race and Flying Fish Sea Raceās Grand Generals are so formidable, the Octopus Sea Raceās Prince of the Sea must be even more terrifying. You actually managed to defeat the Prince of the Sea, forcing him to retreat... Your progress in strength is truly astounding."
Bai Pu shook his head and said: "Actually, this Prince Nabo Gang of the Sea did not exert his full strength."
"Then why did he retreat?" Dai Sect pointed to the battlefield, where now the Awakened from the Huaxia Battle Group had freed their hands and joined the Nativesā war, assisting the Lorich Orthodox Campās army.
There were Awakened experts executing beheading and assassinating enemy leaders, causing Ferudoās Demon God Rebel Army to lose command and falter in operations.
Prince Nabo Gangās retreat essentially sold out the Demon God Rebel Army on Pavir Plateau, including Ferudo.
This dealt a significant blow to the Sea Raceās plans.
If Prince Nabo Gang still had strength left, it would make no sense to retreat like this.
Bai Pu said calmly: "I can actually guess a bit about his thoughts; he merely wanted to create the Force of ākilling meā. If the hostage is rescued by me, and he continues to fight, even if he succeeds in grinding me down, Iāll ultimately escape to reality before being worn down. This is something he cannot accept."
"So heād rather lose such a major piece?"
If treating the Demon Fighting World as a chessboard, Lorich Magic Academy and Pavir Plateau almost count as a major dragon.
"This should be considered Prince Nabo Gangās deployed ābaitā."
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"This should be considered my deployed ābaitā."
In a valley, Prince Nabo Gang said flatly.
Behind him followed Tiger Shark Pick, Flying Fish Haqin, and other Grand Generals, along with hierarchically ranked low-level Sea Race slaves.
Flying Fish Haqin gave a bitter smile: "Your Highness, this bait is truly hefty."
"Reluctance to cast bait and build a nest prevents catching the big fish Gangxin."
Prince Nabo Gang smiled and said, "Do you know which kind of gambler is most unwilling to leave the gambling table?"
As he said this, he raised a finger, "Itās the one that wins spectacularly. The cost to leave the table is regurgitating all won. Do you think Gangxin is willing to leave?"
Flying Fish Haqin abruptly nodded: "Your Highness has already deduced that this Earth native teamās regiment task should be contrary to ours... which is to kill or expel us, and also prevent Lord Sarajaelās full revival.
"If your Highness fully exhibits true power, making Gangxin and other natives realize the task is impossible, they will easily choose to escape.
"Now, your Highness offering Lorich along with Pavir Plateau to them is granting them hope! With hope, the chances of them fighting to the last moment greatly increase!"
Flying Fish Haqin wasnāt speaking to Nabo Gang but to the Sea Race experts under his command.
These Sea Race experts are not ordinary slaves; they are strong individuals who have traversed numerous Spirit Realm Planes, and even under Master-Servant Contracts, are capable of independent thought. If the Prince and Grand Generalsā decisions cause them to doubt, it would scatter the teamās cohesion.
With Flying Fish Haqinās explanation, the group of Sea Race experts nodded unanimously.
"Hehe, yield, everything can yield."
Prince Nabo Gang smiled and said, "Full line of retreat, Babo tasked with executing the subversion plan at Garrison City, come back... When Gangxin leads his team stepping into Lord Sarajaelās territory, thatās the genuine moment to close the net."