My Informative Cultivation Life

[Level 10 Dragon Patterned Demon.]

[Level 10 King Crab.]

[Demon Marshal Level Three-Headed Snake.]

[Demon Marshal Level Black Demon Shark.]

[Demon Marshal Level Infant Carp Beast.]

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At a glance, the sea surface was dotted with dense information of demonic beasts, and Yang Ji's complexion changed drastically.

Demon General Level beasts were still manageable, as they were only equivalent to human Foundation Establishment, but Demon Marshal Level beasts were on par with human Golden Core, and he could see three of them at a glance. Such power was enough to level the entire Black Wind Island.

"What's wrong?" Jin Suanpan saw Yang Ji's odd expression and followed his gaze. He was instantly shocked.

Under the moonlight, huge creatures were half-emerging from the sea, frantically breaking through the water at high speed towards the island.

"Monster Tide!" Jin Suanpan bellowed, and quickly said, "Hurry, fly up into the high skies, it'll be too late otherwise."

As soon as he finished speaking, he transformed into a streak of light, shooting up into the sky, away from the island.

"Eh? Why does this youngster Jin Suanpan look so tense?" Mang Biao had been paying attention to the high altitude all the time, guarding against Yang Ji's escape. Now with his Golden Core True Person's sharp eyesight, he caught a glimpse of Jin Suanpan's anxious behavior.

Before he could ponder for long, he saw Yang Ji rushing up into the sky as well.

"Does this little brother want to flee again? Is he playing some trick with Jin Suanpan?" Mang Biao smiled slightly and immediately left the great hall, carrying the force of wind and thunder, and burst into the high sky.

When he was about to get close to Yang Ji, a flicker of surprise crossed his face because he found Yang Ji waiting for him with a serious look.

For the past ten days, the compliments of the island's inhabitants had been ringing in his ears. Yang Ji didn't want to see them perish in the monster tide, so he chose to flee first as the quickest way to alert Mang Biao.

He stepped forward and said with a grave voice, "Island Master Mang, the Monster Tide has erupted, hurry and take your brothers in the hall away from the island."

"Monster Tide?" Mang Biao's expression tightened. He followed Yang Ji's gaze towards the sea and shuddered, "Those sharp backs sticking out of the sea like sails, are they Black Demon Sharks?"

"Indeed, Demon Marshal Level Black Demon..." Before Yang Ji could finish, Mang Biao had already vanished.

"This guy..." Yang Ji was stunned and no longer lingered, thundering up towards the higher altitude.

Before he could reach a safe area, he heard the sound of a howling wind from behind. In a short time, more than a dozen streaks of light passed by him, reaching the space in front of him.

Yang Ji took a closer look and saw that those streaks of light were the Foundation Establishment cultivators from Black Wind Island.

"These guys, their will to survive is quite strong, coming later but arriving first. As Foundation Establishment cultivators, they can utilize the free-flowing spiritual energy to create an energy field, which makes them fly fast."

Just as Yang Ji was contemplating this, whoosh! A sound like a J20 jet roaring through the sky erupted behind him. He saw Mang Biao, holding five Qi Refining cultivators in each hand, thundering past him and shooting up into the Nine Heavens.

The intense wind generated by his extreme speed contorted Yang Ji's face. Before he could react, Mang Biao, on his way back, grabbed his shoulder and propelled him upward with a great force, carrying him towards the Nine Heavens so fast that a sonic boom was created.

In just a blink of an eye, Yang Ji reached the safe zone where everyone else was.

At that moment, he looked down and saw Mang Biao continuously returning at extreme speed, ferrying the weaker Qi Refining cultivators of the island into the high skies.

Seeing this terrifying supersonic speed, Yang Ji immediately dismissed any thoughts of taking the opportunity to slip away.

Mang Biao was simply too fast. In flashes of light, he had already brought most of the cultivators from the island up to the high altitude.

This path of cultivation, sometimes speed in flying really does mean life itself, and Yang Ji was already contemplating whether he should find a superior flying technique, as the Light Body Skill was indeed a bit too slow for his liking.

He had this thought for a while, but unfortunately, the Canglan Pavilion didn't sell any better flying techniques.

Only low-level flying techniques such as 'Light Body Technique', 'Cloud Stepping Technique', and 'Levitation Skill' were available, all of which were more or less the same.

Such techniques only required learning one to suffice, and learning more would not only be superfluous, but it would also be a waste of time.

"It seems I'll only look for one when I go to the sect," Yang Ji thought to himself.

At this moment, he had complete confidence in joining the sect because he now possessed enough Demon Companion Herb to support his cultivation to the Tenth Layer of Qi Refining within the remaining time, and he might even reach the peak of the Tenth Layer of Qi Refining.

This line of thought was well within his capabilities and strength.

While he was lost in thought, a cultivator beside him let out a voice filled with surprise and uncertainty.

"What's happening here? Why has a beast tide erupted again?" One of the Foundation Establishment hall masters from Black Wind Island furrowed his brows and spoke with utmost confusion.

"Indeed, it's only been three years since the last beast tide. Why has another one broken out? So frequently?" Others were also puzzled.

"Hmm?" Yang Ji gazed at the demonic beasts below, seemingly noticing something, and immediately turned to ask, "Why do beast tides usually erupt?"

"To answer the Second Master of the Island, simply put, beast tides erupt because the demonic beasts want to eat humans.

To demonic beasts, human cultivators are treasures from head to toe, while we are a great nourishment to them—a single one of us is equivalent to their several years, or even a decade or more, of cultivation," explained a Foundation Establishment hall master by the name of Tang Long.

A beast tide has erupted, and the demonic beasts want to eat humans? They should be excited, so why do they all seem so terrified?

Yang Ji frowned, observing the enormous creatures gradually approaching the island. His gaze swept over them and he could see thoughts like [Terrified], [Panicked], [The Earth God is enraged], [Swim faster, don't block the way], and [Big brother, let me ride on your back, take me with you] floating above their heads.

"The Earth God is enraged?" Just as Yang Ji was puzzled,

But he heard a "yi ya" sound as a voice, like that of an infant, suddenly rang out. This childish voice contained an incredibly terrifying power of sound waves.

A visible wave of sonic energy, like ripples, dashed towards the grand hall on the island.

Upon the surge of the sonic wave, with a loud bang, the grand hall, where everyone had previously resided, collapsed thunderously, turning into a pile of rubble scattered about.

"This Infant Carp Beast is too powerful," Jin Suanpan watched, heart trembling with fear.

"Damn it, this creature destroyed my palace," Mang Biao, who had shot up into the sky with the last two Qi Refining Cultivators, suddenly turned his head, looked down following the sound, and caught sight of the collapsing palace, his face immediately turning a livid shade of blue.

"The sound wave attack of the Infant Carp Beast is too powerful; we're lucky to have escaped. Otherwise, with just that one cry of its, everyone but the Island Master would have died," the crowd exclaimed, feeling a spine-chilling fear.

In the midst of everyone's shock, a whistling sound came from below, as a massive creature, the size of a submarine and covered with black stripes as though a demon god had possessed it, smacked its huge tail against the ground, tearing the air as it soared straight to the Nine Heavens.

"It's the Black Demon Shark, it's coming up here," someone shouted in alarm suddenly.

"Don't panic, a hundred zhang is the highest it can leap, it can't hurt us," a Foundation Establishment cultivator said with knitted brows, trying to soothe everyone.

Yang Ji, seeing the Black Striped Shark charging upwards, noted thoughts like [Scornful], [I want to shoot water arrows and kill all of you], and [I want to devour you] above its head.

"Island Master Mang, this is not good; it has seawater in its mouth as if it's about to shoot water arrows!" Yang Ji urgently shouted out a warning.

"Hmph, vile beast, I knew it was up to no good," Mang Biao, as a Golden Core True Person with years of experience in the foul sea filled with demons, instantly knew the likely move of the Black Striped Shark as it surged upward.

Immediately, he stretched his left hand out into the sky, and spiritual energy rapidly gathered, forming a square protective shield covered with mysterious runes in just an instant.

Then, with his right hand, he swiped at the Storage Bag, and a huge axe appeared in the palm of his hand.

With one hand wielding the shield and the other holding the giant axe, in the next instant, he charged down with the magnificent momentum of a meteorite plummeting to the ground.