Yue Changtian called the fish. Suddenly, a big crowd of fish gathered together from everywhere in the pond before his eyes. Water splashed. All fish were moving to the same place, however, they were still panicking. It was obvious to Yue Changtian.
He roughly counted the fish. He was shocked. "My Saint Spiritual Fish… Thirty of them are lost! The biggest… Colorful Fish! Ten are lost… Chaos Fish… All gone! What the hell is going on…"
He was so distressed all of a sudden that he nearly passed out.
In fact, there were still fish of every kind in the pond. However, those big fish which had lived for over one hundred years, especially the Chaos Fish, were gone!
Only those fish below two-kilogram in weight were still in the pond!
Yue Changtian was suffering a heartache as if it was bleeding in there!
Chaos Fish was the most fabulous fish in the Qing-Yun Realm. As long as a Chaos Fish had lived over one hundred and ninety-nine years, there would be a wisp of chaotic purple qi.
7th chapter of the day!