Chapter 730: with translation of chapter title

Since he obtained this mysterious evil power from the deep-sea abyss, he has never encountered any ability that could match it.

It is also thanks to this evil energy that he could go from a beastman shaman who dared not see the light to becoming the grand shaman of a powerful team now.

"Ha!"

His face, full of abscesses, grew more ferocious as he let out another low roar and unleashed a chilling shamanic blast.

The spine-chilling hissing sound rang out again, and the Beastfolk Warriors of the Sea Soul Tribe felt their hairs stand on end, a chill running through them.

It was that same evil, cold feeling.

His dark, evil gaze locked onto Mu Yun, who was healing Sheman.

In the next instant, his shadowy eyes narrowed sharply, and his bluish-purple lips slowly curled into an extremely evil arc.

"Keke, so these are the legendary shamanic talismans."

"Mu Yun, do you think a few shamanic talismans can change the fate of the Sea Soul Tribe's destruction?"

"The pain you caused me, I will return it a hundredfold."

"Kekeke!"

"Accept my revenge!"

"Kekeke!"

Accompanied by bursts of manic laughter, waves of shamanic power reeking of intense evil surged toward everyone.

The Beastfolk Warriors guarding Grand Shaman Mu Yun beside him were tense.

Each time the protective barrier around them was about to shatter, they triggered the next talisman.

But as time passed, the precious shamanic talismans in their hands dwindled at an alarming rate.

"Kekeke!"

"Mu Yun, stop struggling."

"Become my shamanic power slave."

Within the barrier, Sheman was enveloped by waves of warm energy.

He could feel his wounds slowly writhing and healing.

"Grand Shaman, that's enough."

"I'll stay behind to hold them off."

"Please take the remaining tribespeople and leave quickly."

"They have too many high-ranking beastfolk, and that strange energy as well."

"Our people can't hold out any longer."

Mu Yun clenched his teeth, his face cold and stern.

Yet his healing motions did not pause in the slightest.

"Cut the chatter, your wounds are almost healed."

"In a moment we'll split up and lead the tribespeople away."

He gave Sheman a deep, dark look.

Sheman blinked, then nodded solemnly, his right fingers unconsciously curling as if wanting to touch something.

But upon seeing the evil grand shaman's mad expression across from him, he stopped the motion.

Hearing the slaughter around him, Sheman felt tormented inside, as if ages had passed.

In fact, even after Grand Shaman Mu Yun finished healing him, the mad grand shaman had launched only a dozen or so attacks.

And those attacks were all blocked by the barrier talismans triggered by the surrounding beastfolk warriors.

"Hurry up and go."

Retracting the shamanic power in his hand, Grand Shaman Mu Yun said in a low voice to Sheman.

Then his entire body surged with shamanic power as he rushed toward the mad grand shaman who kept flinging evil shamanic power.

Sheman's forehead veins bulged as he gave his own grand shaman a deep look.

"Let's go."

Taking a few beastfolk warriors behind him, he turned and rushed toward the place where he had previously fought the Sea Snake Chieftain.

The closer they got to the battle sea, the richer the water's color became.

A deep blood-red, surging with the rolling waves.

"Chieftain!"

Upon seeing Sheman, the Sea Soul Tribe beastfolk warriors fighting to the death were instantly shaken in spirit.

"Gather around me!"

Sheman's eyes bloodshot as he roared in anger.

During the time he went to heal, many more tribespeople's corpses had appeared on the sea surface.

Severed limbs and broken bodies were countless.

And the culprit behind all this...

His blood-red eyes turned toward the not‑far Sea Snake Chieftain still madly slaughtering tribespeople.

"You deserve to die..."

He burst forward in a flash, speeding toward the Sea Snake Chieftain who was madly massacring the tribespeople.

With the Sea Snake Chieftain's absolute martial pressure gone, the Sea Soul Tribe beastfolk warriors' pressure suddenly eased.

They fought the other beastfolk while moving toward the direction Sheman had previously indicated.

Sheman, battling the Sea Snake Chieftain, kept constant watch on the movements of the surrounding tribespeople.

Seeing everyone gathered in one place, he threw a fist that collided with the Sea Snake Chieftain's strike.

As he violently retreated, he also used the enemy's attack to speed back to his clansmen's side.

In the next instant, he waved his hand, and a Shaman talisman infused with explosive energy appeared in his palm.

Sheman wrapped it in Beast God's Power and hurled it at the encircling Sea Snake Clan Chief and the unfamiliar Beastfolk.

As the Explosive Energy Talisman was thrown, many Beastman Warriors of the Sea Soul Tribe transformed into beast form.

"Go!"

As Sheman's words fell, the surrounding Sea Soul Tribe Beastman Warriors shot off like arrows into the distance.

In just a moment they became tiny black dots.

"Boom! Boom boom!"

A deafening explosion sounded behind them.

Even a few slower Beastfolk were flung by the energy's aftermath, landing dazed at the front of the line.

In their dazed heads, the same thought involuntarily arose.

This is much faster than swimming on their own.

But the next moment, a mournful howl from the explosion's center made them shudder involuntarily.

Forget it, better rely on themselves.

If you have life, think; if you don't, you can't fly.

Who knows whether the next time they're flung, they'll end up back at the front of the line or go straight to see the Beast God.

Throwing the blast behind them, everyone only wished their mother had given them a few more tails.

Sheman, who had fallen to the rear of the group, again waved his hand and threw a handful of powder.

Transforming into beast form, he caught up with the clansmen ahead.

A group of Beastfolk swiftly vanished across the sea surface.

The next day, news of the Sea Soul Tribe's great battle and defeat, fleeing from the Mysterious Tribe, spread throughout the sea.

The Three Great Super Tribes secretly gloated as their own Sea Soul Tribe was annihilated.

Yet deep down, they also felt strong vigilance toward the suddenly appearing Mysterious Tribe.

For a time, scouts from all tribes covered every corner of the sea.

Yet what puzzled everyone was that, despite such an intensive search, no trace of the Sea Soul Tribe was ever found.

The forest was lush and green; although on land, one could faintly hear the distant waves striking rocks.

The winding river trickled into the distant ocean.

And in the winding river that flowed into the dense forest, nearly a hundred figures were soaking.

"This river is too shallow; I can't even transform into beast form."

"Who says otherwise? There's not even room to wag a tail."

The burly Beastman Warriors sat packed in the river, enjoying the cool refreshment.

Yet thinking of the vast ocean, they still longed for it.

Muyun the Great Shaman sat by the bank, his lower half translucent and splendid.

In the sunlight it resembled fine five-colored silk.

It swayed with the river's flow.

Great Shaman, the Three Super Tribes are still searching for our trail.

The Mysterious Tribe has also left no trace.

Most likely they are lurking somewhere in the deep sea.

The Sea Snake Tribe has already chosen a new chief.

Speaking of the Sea Snake Tribe, Sheman's eyes were full of hatred.

Muyun the Shaman said impassively: "The Sea Snake Tribe will never again accept a Beastfolk who colludes with wandering sea beasts."