Chu Sheng had just collected dozens of Sea Demon corpses and was preparing to venture deeper into the battlefield. After killing its opponent, an Integration Realm Sea Demon suddenly stared straight at him.
This Sea Demon was exceptionally hideous. Its wrinkled, dark gray skin looked like swollen old tree bark, covered in bumpy, uneven folds. With its every movement, large strings of water droplets reeking of a fishy ocean stench rolled off its body, mixed with the smell of rotting flesh. When the wind blew, the stench could drift for miles. It was incredibly foul, so suffocating that it made a mosquito's head ache.
"Holy crap! Don't Sea Demons soak in the water all day? Why doesn't this one ever take a bath?" Chu Sheng complained. He quickly held his breath, his compound eyes full of disgust.
