As he thought of these things, Chen Yu's teeth were grinding together audibly.

Everyone seated understood that Chen Yu's emotions were in a state of furious rage.

No one spoke.

They all understood Chen Yu's feelings.

The counterattack against the Dragon King had been meticulously planned, flawless as seamless heavenly robes.

But just as they were about to execute the plan, that insignificant pest, Yang Fei, had turned everything upside down.

This was truly unexpected.

It was like two armies facing each other.

Victory was within their grasp, on the verge of assassinating the opposing general to secure a final triumph.

At this critical moment, some fool rushes out from behind one's own lines, throwing the entire army into chaos, tumbling men and horses alike.

Three Dragon Envoys fell at the hands of Yang Fei, and even Chijin was gravely wounded.

Chen Yu's side was quite simply at a disadvantage from the start, losing a great general.

Usually unflappable, Chen Yu was now seething with rage.

He tried to make his tone as dignified and orderly as he could.

"Yang Fei and his gang of riffraff have already escaped from Dragon Fortress."

"How should we deal with these pests without affecting the overall situation?"

The hall was silent.

The Silver Poison King coughed softly, his voice heavy.

"Yang Fei and his band of riffraff are but a minor irritation."

"Our attack should focus on Holy Island."

"As long as we kill the Dragon King, these clowns, no matter how much they stir up trouble, won't be able to turn the tide."

"In the vast ocean, where could they possibly escape to?"

Most people supported the Silver Poison King's view.

"Indeed, we cannot stabilize the situation without resolving the Dragon King issue."

"They're just a band of riffraff, we can take care of them later as we turn back."

"The Dragon God Guards of Holy Island are our true adversaries."

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Joseph stood up, requesting to take up arms for Chen Yu.

"Left Protector, the Special Operations Battalion of the Tyrannosaurus Mercenary Group is ready."

"We can attack Holy Island at any moment."

The Silver Poison King slowly stood up, casually wiping his face.

He had again become a fair-skinned, refined-looking middle-aged man.

"Left Protector, the Silver Poison King requests to enter the battle!"

Chen Yu's chest heaved, his eyes looked as if they were about to spew fire.

With his temperament, he hated that he couldn't immediately rush to Dragon Fortress and brutally dispatch that bastard Yang Fei.

However, both the Silver Poison King and Joseph were top experts sent by the Heavenly Demon Alliance.

Chen Yu had to show them respect.

Moreover, what they said was reasonable.

After a long while, Chen Yu sighed, straightened himself and said,

"If that's the case, I will heed everyone's advice."

"We shall kill the Dragon King first, and then deal with this band of pests afterward."

At this, he gently tapped on the table.

"However, we cannot let them run wild."

"Commander Joseph, please deploy your troops to work with the Dragon Fortress Guards to search the waters near Dragon Fortress and exterminate Yang Fei and his group."

Joseph nodded, "Rest assured, I have already sent Mr. Lakin."

"Before Mr. Lakin, these people are nothing but lambs waiting to be slaughtered."

"Additionally, the third battalion of the Raptor Mercenaries will conduct search and destroy missions across the entire island."

Chen Yu nodded, feeling somewhat relieved.

Still uneasy, he cast a measured glance at a Dragon Envoy from the Central Divine Hall.

"Silver Dragon Messenger Hill, you go as well, leave no survivors."

"These people, kill them on sight, and after you have cleared them out, please hurry to Holy Island and join us."

Silver Dragon Messenger Hill was a fiercely formidable big man.

His grass-green shirt bulged with his muscular frame.

Strangely, despite his fierce appearance, his face bore a heavy scholarly air.

His eyes were wise and profound.

Two completely different temperaments.

On him, they melded perfectly, both fierce and refined.

This kind of person, skilled both inside and out, was clearly not one to be trifled with.

Hill stood up and cupped his fists toward Chen Yu.

"Good, I'll go take a look now,"

Chen Yu instructed Hill.

"Although Yang Fei is just a minor figure of the Transforming Energy Earth Grade,"

"many Dragon Envoys have already fallen at his hands. Do not underestimate him."

Hill nodded.

He cupped his fists in a circle as a salute to everyone present, then strode out of the hall.

Chen Yu watched the Silver Dragon Messenger leave the grand hall, then stood up.

His face was serious, "Good, everything is ready. Let's attack Holy Island."

As he spoke, he strode out of the Dragon God Hall, and everyone hurriedly followed.

Yang Fei jumped into the sea, the cool salty water rushing into his mouth and nose.

He knew that a King Sniper was doggedly following him.

Yang Fei didn't dare to slack off. He dove forcefully towards the bottom of the sea, submerging hundreds of meters in one breath.

At this moment, had he surfaced, he probably would have been shot in the head.

Yang Fei held his breath, trying to swim as far away as possible.

Less than two minutes later, Yang Fei had used up all the oxygen in his body.

He felt an oppressive sensation in his chest, and stars flickered before his eyes.

At this critical moment, surfacing would be extremely dangerous.

The others, with Yang Fei covering their retreat, could stay well away.

But behind Yang Fei, a King Sniper was still on his tail.

Clamping his teeth, Yang Fei held his breath and swam another three hundred meters.

Unable to hold his breath any longer, he had no choice but to head for the surface.

Yang Fei dived deep again before he had resurfaced, gasping for breath without control.

However, just as Yang Fei opened his mouth, salty and bitter sea water began furiously pouring in.

Yang Fei choked on several mouthfuls of sea water and nearly collapsed.

Damn it, after struggling so hard to escape, was he going to be choked to death by the sea water?

Just then, the Turtle Extreme technique within him suddenly started functioning on its own.

Cool oxygen began to infiltrate through the pores of his skin.

Yang Fei was both shocked and overjoyed.

He never expected the Turtle Extreme technique to have such a benefit.

Upon further reflection, Yang Fei realized, Turtle Extreme, wasn't it the cultivation method of the sea turtles?

Yang Fei had never heard of a sea turtle drowning because of the water.

Although not much, the oxygen that seeped through his pores was enough to sustain his underwater endurance.

He decided not to surface anymore, continuing to dive toward the bottom of the sea.

The Turtle Extreme technique within Yang Fei operated smoothly.

It made him feel like a true sea turtle, roaming freely in the sea as if he had returned to his homeland.

Yang Fei had never experienced such a novel sensation before.

He opened his eyes, observing the amazing Underwater World around him.

Daylight shone down from the surface.

The clear, transparent sea water looked like a giant, motionless crystal.

Within this huge crystal.

There were long sea weeds, colorful corals...

Schools of tropical fish chased and played freely without showing any intention of avoiding Yang Fei.

Some small fish and hermit crabs even tried to burrow into Yang Fei's ears and eyes.

He had to use seaweeds to plug his ears and eyes shut.

Just as Yang Fei was contemplating if he should hide his buttocks better,

A huge whirlpool unexpectedly caught him.

The silent but powerful current swept him away.

Caught off guard, Yang Fei lost control and was carried along by the current towards the eastern side.

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