Chapter 221: The Dao of Three Rebirths

Lord Zhao fell backward, scrambling away from the creature, his face completely drained of blood. He pointed a finger at the thrashing beast, his hand shaking so badly it took him a moment to find his voice again.

"An Ancestral Fish…" Lord Zhao gasped, his voice cracking with sheer awe. "What fortune... what impossible, heaven-defying fortune! Never has an Ancestral Fish been pulled from the Great Sea since the ancient era! Many speak of them as myths! If anyone in the Central Continent hears of this, your wife will become the absolute obsession of every cultivator alive!"

Bai Qingyue stared at the magnificent, terrifying creature, her chest heaving with exertion, her hands still trembling from the strain.

The Ancestral Fish stopped thrashing. Its golden eyes locked onto Bai Qingyue.

It opened its mouth.