The cries of countless mud monkeys could be heard. Being blocked by the thick fog, Jerry could still feel the flurry among the mud monkeys.
Under such circumstance, Jerry was also impressed by the power of the domain from the bottom of his heart.
They were both Tier Three god-king cultivators, but because the strange fish had the swamp domain, they were able to suppress so many mud monkeys by themselves.
Perhaps it was because of the thick fog, or perhaps it was because of the swamp, the red fish never set foot on the beach.
The fog was filled with the flurry of demons and monsters. But outside the fog, it was quiet.
However, Jerry did not let his guard down. No one knew if the immortal fish would come over to attack, or if one of the mud monkeys would run away in panic.
He held the sword before him, supporting it with both hands as he stared at the fog.
If anything came out, he would kill it instantly.
"Hu, hu…"