The Sea God was dumbfounded. His previous body had been blown apart, and he had only recovered halfway. His body was still incomplete, and even his legs had not fully regenerated. How could he possibly escape Little Jiu's pursuit?
"Asura God, save me!"
The Sea God was too slow. He immediately called for help from the Asura God, but the Asura God calmly shook his head. "Don't worry. I'll avenge you!"
"And while I'm at it, I'll find a smarter successor. The Sea God's Position certainly won't be lost."
"Fuck your grandfather!" The Sea God flew into a rage. Hadn't they agreed to live and die together? How could he betray him so quickly?
By then, Little Jiu had already flown over, carrying an enormous coffin in his hand. He wielded the coffin as a weapon and viciously smashed it into the Sea God's head.
Boom!
The Sea God felt a heart-wrenching pain. His entire head went numb—no, it was more accurate to say that his head had practically been shattered. Pale blue divine power leaked out like floodwaters bursting through a dam.
Then he felt Little Jiu open the coffin, kick him directly inside, and decisively shut the lid.
"No!~~~"
The Sea God was horrified. The moment he entered the coffin, the Blood Sucking Divine Vine wrapped around him. Then, one by one, its blood-sucking barbs pierced his ruined divine body.
The Sea God struggled frantically, battering the coffin lid until it nearly jumped up.
Little Jiu laughed. "Stop struggling! You're already dead."
As he spoke, strips of Blood Sucking Divine Vine bound up the Sea God's coffin, and only then did the coffin lid finally fall still.
Tang Yuehua drew a sharp breath. He was really going to bury a god!
"The Pope is still the Pope!" Yang