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Chapter 1052 Makes the Demon Shark Leader Suffer Unbearable Pain

"Truly, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger!"

While Su Xiaoya was staring in disbelief,

The first group of small sea mittens shot towards the three-headed devil shark on the left like arrows.

Instead of confronting them head-on, they swam around the Demon Tooth Shark like ghosts, their phantom energy surging like a tide, creating fleeting illusions.

Sometimes it is a deep-sea behemoth even larger than the leader of the devil sharks, baring its teeth and claws, which is terrifying;

Sometimes it is a cluster of sharp rocks, like the fangs of a ferocious beast, exuding a deadly danger;

Sometimes it is a surging undercurrent, galloping and roaring like a wild horse.

Although these illusions are fleeting, they work like a spell to successfully disrupt the Demon Tooth Shark's judgment, causing their attacks to miss their mark repeatedly.

One of the small sea clams seized the opportunity with lightning speed, its body flashing as it slid like an eel under the belly of a devil shark and bit down hard on its soft skin.

Although the little sea lizard's teeth are small, they are as sharp as blades and contain toxins imbued with phantom energy, like the fangs of a viper, cold and deadly.

The demon shark let out a painful roar, like a wounded lion. Its belly skin was torn open, and blood gushed out like a fountain. It twisted its body frantically, trying to get rid of the small clams under its belly, but because of its excessive movements, it was accidentally bumped by its companion like a drunkard. It lost its balance and sank to the seabed like a kite with a broken string.

The second group of small sea clams adopted a completely opposite tactic.

They gathered together like stars surrounding the moon, their illusory energies merging like rivers flowing into the sea, forming a massive golden illusory blade.

The phantom blade, over ten feet long, resembled a peerless divine weapon, its edges gleaming with a cold, icy light. Like the scythe of death, it slashed towards the four demonic sharks on the right with overwhelming force, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air.

Sensing the threat posed by the Phantom Blade, the Demon Sharks were on high alert. They opened their massive jaws and spewed out beams of black energy, like black dragons baring their fangs and claws, trying to destroy the Phantom Blade.

The black beam of light and the golden phantom blade collided violently in the seawater, producing a deafening explosion, like a volcanic eruption, like a thunderbolt, and the shockwaves surged like towering waves, causing the surrounding seawater to surge into towering waves.

The golden phantom blade was struck by the black beam, and cracks appeared, but they did not dissipate. Instead, it broke through the black beam's obstruction with an indomitable momentum and slashed hard on the back of a demon shark.

"Crack—" A crisp sound of bones breaking echoed in the seawater. The backbone of the demon shark was severed, and its massive body instantly lost its strength, collapsing into the seawater. Blood gushed from the wound like a fountain, quickly staining a patch of the sea red.

The remaining three Demon Sharks were so frightened that they retreated repeatedly, and fear appeared in their eyes for the first time.

The third group of small sea mittens shot towards the leader of the devil sharks like arrows released from a bow.

The one in the lead is the largest baby clam that hatched this time.

The golden light in his eyes surged like a volcanic eruption, and the illusory energy within his body burst forth without reservation like a flood breaking through a dam.

Its body began to undergo an astonishing change. It was no longer a half-foot-long cub, but expanded rapidly like an inflating balloon, growing to more than ten feet long in the blink of an eye. Its pale blue skin was as deep as a sapphire, and scales began to appear like stars. Although it was still immature, it already had some of the majesty of an adult mirage.

It let out a deafening roar at the leader of the Demon Shark, and as its phantom energy surged like a raging wave, it created a huge illusion that was exactly the same as its own after transformation.

The illusion and the real body pounced on the Demon Shark leader like hungry tigers, one on the left and one on the right, their attacks as fierce as a storm.

The leader of the Demon Sharks was both shocked and furious. It never imagined that this fledgling sea clam could unleash such overwhelming power in an instant.

It dared not be careless in the slightest, its huge head swaying from side to side like a rattle drum, its sharp teeth snapping shut like guillotines, trying to distinguish the real body from the illusion.

However, the little mirage's illusionary abilities were so exquisite that its true form and illusion were identical, like twins, and their auras were exactly the same, making them impossible to distinguish.

Just as the leader of the Demon Shark hesitated, the little sea mirage seized the opportunity like a cunning rabbit. Its body twisted suddenly like a serpent, and like a blue lightning bolt, it circled behind the leader of the Demon Shark, its sharp teeth biting down hard on its tail fin like steel nails.

"Awooo—" The leader of the Demon Tooth Sharks let out a blood-curdling roar. Its tail fin was the key to its lightning-fast movement in the seawater. After being bitten, its speed was reduced instantly, as if it were being braked.

It thrashed about like a mad dog, trying to shake off the small clam behind it, but the clam clung tightly like a leech, its teeth embedded deep in the muscles of its tail fin like nails. No matter how much the devil shark jumped up and down, it refused to let go.

The other three small sea clams seized the opportunity to launch an attack like hungry wolves. They relentlessly tore at the Demon Tooth Shark leader's body, leaving wounds the size of grains of rice, yet causing the Demon Tooth Shark leader excruciating pain, and its breathing became increasingly erratic.

Su Xiaoya and Yu Shuheng were deeply moved and their blood was boiling.

They could clearly sense that the magical energy within the little sea mirages was being rapidly depleted. Many of the little sea mirages' bodies had begun to tremble slightly, and pale golden blood even spilled from the corners of their mouths—signs that their magical energy was exhausted and their very essence was being damaged.

Even so, not a single sea mitten retreated; their eyes still burned with fierce fighting spirit, and they fought with all their might in every attack.

The leader of the Demon Sharks was completely enraged. Ignoring the small sea mirage on its body, it suddenly turned around and rammed its massive head into the sea mirage that was biting its tail fin, trying to kill the arrogant little creature with the hard bones on its head.

The little sea mirage was prepared. The moment the Demon Tooth Shark leader turned its head, it suddenly released its grip, quickly retreated, and at the same time shot a golden beam of energy from its eyes, striking the Demon Tooth Shark leader's head.

The Demon Shark leader's body stiffened abruptly, and a look of confusion instantly appeared in its milky-white eyes.

It saw countless small sea clams surging in from all directions, each with sharp teeth, emitting fierce hisses at it.

Fear gripped its heart instantly. It stopped thinking about attacking and turned to flee, its huge tail fin thrashing wildly in the seawater, creating enormous waves.

Seeing their leader flee in disarray, the remaining Demon Sharks, like stray dogs, lost all will to fight and turned around, fleeing in panic into the darkness of the deep sea.

Some of the more seriously injured devil sharks were as slow as snails, even slower than turtles. As a result, they were caught up by small clams like hungry tigers, and bitten several times. Finally, like deflated balloons, they sank helplessly to the seabed and became nutrients for this area.

The battle is finally over.

The twelve small clams floated in the seawater like light jellyfish, their bodies swaying slightly, like candles flickering in the wind, looking exhausted.

Their skin lost its previous luster and became somewhat dull. They had more or less wounds on their bodies, and pale golden blood spread slowly in the seawater like threads.

Yet their eyes gleamed with the light of victory, like brilliant stars in the night sky, carrying the pride of a newborn calf unafraid of a tiger.

The largest of the leading sea mirages shrank slightly, transforming back into its half-foot-long cub form.

It let out a soft hiss to the other small clams, as if soothing them or celebrating them; the sound was like heavenly music, melodious and lingering.

The other little clams responded in unison, their voices tender yet full of joy, like flowers blooming in spring, exuding a captivating fragrance.