One-punch kill.

Flora delivered a decisive strike, surpassing everyone’s understanding. Ghost Shark, a powerhouse located in the southern seas, at his peak commanding hundreds of professionals and over ten warships, just like that, perished at the hands of a Cat Race member.

This was not by chance.

A weak ant, no matter how hard it tries, cannot kill a lion running on the prairie. Flora, however, was different; she was like a leopard lurking beside her prey. Though not as strong as Ghost Shark, she could unleash her most formidable strength at the perfect moment.

Everything was timed perfectly.

Appear, gather strength, and throw a punch.

The attack was compressed within five seconds, during which Flora focused all her energy into a single point, without even a moment’s hesitation, directly striking Ghost Shark’s heart.

Gold Tier Master of Fist.

One could say, at Flora’s level of existence, the force of a punch wields over a thousand pounds. Even though Ghost Shark had a robust physique, a thousand-pound hammer smashing into the heart was hard to withstand; the heart shattered immediately, and he became a corpse.

Flora’s state was elevated.

This is the terrifying aspect of the Master of Fist.

Compared to ordinary professionals, the [Master of Fist] is basically a bug-like existence.

Within the Abyss, Masters of Fist regard adventures as trials for themselves. No matter how many challenges lie ahead, they eagerly use their full capabilities to overcome obstacles, not for show-off but to test themselves.

Their greatest feature is unarmed combat. Due to rigorous training, a Master of Fist’s unarmed strike rivaled any sharp blade, with a faster attack speed than a sword-wielding warrior.

This grants them incredible destructive power; ten fingers become ten daggers, and when clenched, the fists turn into devastating hammers, hinting at the potential damage under their command.

Although Masters of Fist don’t employ magic, they have unique abilities that allow them to utilize internal "Qi" to perform some incredible effects. Their most renowned skill is intimidating enemies unarmed. Masters of Fist possess extraordinary alertness, able to instinctively dodge attacks.

The most key point is, their abilities grow with experience, constantly surpassing themselves and others.

This is a Master of Fist.

Within the Abyss, possessing a powerful physique, but without any defensive equipment, dares to confront various demons like the Blazing Demon.

Golden Tier.

To Flora, it was not just an advancement, but a transformation. She bid farewell to her mortal flesh ahead of time; now she had even grasped a hint of [Vajra’s Invulnerability].

This is the ultimate secret of the Master of Fist, capable of defending against all external attacks without relying on equipment. Legend has it, a highly skilled Master of Fist could even fend off damage from the supreme Divine Artifact.

Flora.

A member from a weak race in the Abyss, unwittingly, she has become someone many look up to.

[The Cat Lady]

Lu Wei stood aside, his eyes shimmering with uncontainable admiration.

He would forever remember when he was first selected by the combat group; it was this lady before him who became his instructor and taught him the most basic combat skills.

Unknowingly, she has grown stronger and stronger.

...............

Though Ghost Shark is dead.

The battle was far from over; the deep-sea beast resembling a giant turtle continued its final desperate struggle.

Perhaps sensing its master had died, compared to before, the monster appeared more frenzied. It possessed powerful defense; several advances by Bottom-dwelling Demon Fish were blocked under its shell.

Ghost Shark’s death caused Inferior Demon to lose its target, and now, the struggling deep-sea beast undoubtedly became its new target.

Inferior Demon was just a little girl, filled with curiosity about everything, her mind oscillating around six or seven years old, and at this age, people often describe such a child in three words.

[Troublesome Child]

Troublesome children possess great destructive power, and for an Inferior Demon with inherently terrifying abilities, once she unleashes the latent essence of a child, it signifies someone is in for trouble...

The deep-sea beast, apart from its heavy turtle shell, has three thick tails at the rear, unlike Bottom-dwelling Demon Fish’s tendrils covered in sticky substances, the opponent’s tails are filled with black spines resembling thorns.

Inferior Demon ordered White Dragon to approach the opponent; this giant sky beast with obliterated intellect was most closely bonded with Inferior Demon in Order. Their long-term companionship created a significant rapport. Inferior Demon pressed on the beast’s head, and White Dragon seemed to understand her intent, flipping through the air and charging towards the beast.

Unimaginable means of communication.

Just as they were about to approach the deep-sea behemoth, the corners of the Inferior Demon’s mouth curled into a sneer. The hem of its skirt swayed for a moment, and in the next second, over a dozen bluish-gray arms appeared, seizing the opponent’s tail with lightning speed.

The Inferior Demon possessed the ability to devour. After suffering severe injuries from the Blazing Demon, it returned to its normal state by consuming some disobedient captives.

"Got it! Big Dragon, let’s go!"

At this moment, the Inferior Demon looked like a little girl who had finally grabbed a plush toy after inserting several game tokens at a claw machine, even shrieking with excitement.

The White Dragon heard the call, paused for a moment, then seemingly driven mad, started flapping its wings vigorously in the air, flying off into the distance.

The deep-sea behemoth felt pain at its tail and, out of instinct, opened its gaping maw to bite the arms wrapped around it. But at this moment, the Bottom-dwelling Demon Fish, which had been waiting on the side, made its move, latching its tentacles onto the opponent’s neck, and swam in the opposite direction of the White Dragon.

The pitiful deep-sea behemoth fell into the trap set by the Inferior Demon and the Bottom-dwelling Demon Fish, how tragic. A creature once boasting astounding defense now became a toy at the mercy of others.

"Oooh..."

A mournful cry resounded from the monster’s throat as it flailed about, attempting a final struggle.

"Whoosh!"

However, as the monster was still trying to save itself, an arrow whistled through the air, nailing it directly in the neck. A spurt of fresh blood sprayed across the entire sea surface.

The Dark Elf stood next to Chen Feng. Her master had promised her a chance to ascend, and now the monster before them and the fallen Ghost Shark beside it unmistakably were the best offerings.

This was her last opportunity.

The Dark Elf did not know of the second persona’s existence, but the murderous aura that Chen Feng emitted that day became a nightmare haunting her heart. Unless she reached the Golden Tier, a sense of unease lingered within her.

Now, this hunter from the Dark Realm treated the deep-sea behemoth as an outlet for her anger. She drew her bowstring taut, and a black gleaming thorn branch shot forward, nailing the creature again on its vulnerable neck.

The deep-sea behemoth felt the threat of death and frantically thrashed its body, attempting to break free from the Inferior Demon’s restraints. However, with the Bottom-dwelling Demon Fish in front, the White Dragon and an Abyssal God-spawn behind, no amount of struggle could change its predicament. These movements were utterly meaningless.

"Fun! Big Dragon, pull harder, yank it back!" The Inferior Demon gleefully clapped and screamed as it watched the whimpering and struggling deep-sea behemoth, even urging the White Dragon to exert more force.

The bandits around were dumbfounded.

In truth, since the Ghost Shark’s demise, some had already given up resisting. After all, it was a pointless entanglement. And now, seeing a girl, who appeared like a little girl, using such brutal methods on the Ghost Shark’s former mount, these people were beyond astonished; a deep-seated fear and confusion gripped them.

They...

What sort of existence have they provoked?!

Chen Feng did not call for a halt.

This implied that the battle was not over yet.

This was the Ghost Shark’s last remnant of power. Eliminating them would symbolize his complete dominion over this territory. It was more than just a massacre; it was also a warning.

Without any orders from Chen Feng, the subjugated professionals and warriors methodically eliminated the enemies before them one by one. By the time the battle finally ended, the sea surface was stained a deep red. Who knows how many life forms perished here; in any case, very few sharks were left alive.

The Snake-Scaled Woman and other would-be defectors looked at everything with strange eyes. Not long ago, this had been their stronghold, and they had been under the Ghost Shark’s command. But now, their former allegiance lay as a corpse, and their once-mighty force had been entirely obliterated by Chen Feng’s assault, with no capability to resist.

"Master!"

The Snake-Scaled Woman hesitated, the usually cold professional sounding somewhat quavery like a quail being strangled: "Those sharks were the Ghost Shark’s last personal guard. With them gone, he has no viable fighting force left..."

Chen Feng did not exhibit much excitement. He glanced at the expressively awkward surrendered soldiers on the deck and spoke in a deep voice: "Make your choice!"

The Snake-Scaled Woman’s face changed slightly. The next second, without hesitation, she knelt on the ground and declared, "Master, I pledge my full allegiance to you. Should I betray, may I die a terrible death!"

The others quickly caught on, and soon, the deck was filled with people kneeling. Their bodies trembled a bit, their voices mixed with sobs as they chorused, "Master, I pledge my full allegiance to you. Should I betray, may I die a terrible death!"

At this moment, they even felt a hint of relief, grateful for their initial betrayal. Otherwise, they might very well have been among the deceased.

"Ugh..."

Just moments after the oaths were taken, a mournful wail emerged from the sea. The deep-sea behemoth, once revered as invincible under the Ghost Shark’s command, staggered as its neck was pierced by over a dozen arrows. These arrows drained its life force, and it wobbled, no longer able to hold on, collapsing lifeless onto the sea surface.

The Dark Elf panted heavily. She first glanced at the silent Chen Feng, then knelt on the ground and recited a familiar sacrificial incantation toward the sky.

She...

Finally awaited her chance for ascension!