The Sea God's Trial

Swish, swish, swish!

Dark gold figures flickered and crossed through the deep-blue seawater. More than ten elite shadow guards of the Golden Tiger Shark Race, like a school of sharks that had scented blood, surrounded Lu Changsheng and the others so tightly that not even water could seep through. The Killing Intent around them condensed into substance, their pale-gold vertical pupils flashing with cold light in the Extreme Cold Sea Region's freezing waters. Razor-sharp shark teeth appeared and disappeared between their lips, as if, with a single command from Bai Ling, they would tear their prey to pieces. Even the seawater trembled slightly from the boiling killing intent within them, giving off a low, droning hum.

Bai Ling hovered above the peak of the iceberg, his dark golden robe snapping in the cold current. The Sea God Scepter lay across his front, and the Heart of the Ocean atop the staff pulsed with deep-blue divine light, casting his handsome yet sinister face in shifting brightness and shadow.

He looked down at Lu Changsheng, the corner of his mouth curving into a sinister arc, as if he were staring at a few trapped beasts that had fallen into a pit.

"Lu Changsheng, this young master has to admire your courage."

Bai Ling's voice was low and feminine, like a slick venomous snake sliding across the eardrum. "There was a road to heaven and you refused to take it, insisting instead on chasing me all the way to the Extreme Cold Sea Region to court death. Since that's the case, this young master will fulfill your wish. I'll let you watch with your own eyes as I seize the Sea God inheritance, and then I'll suppress your divine soul forever beneath this Ten Thousand Year Profound Ice!"

As his words fell, he