At that very moment, beneath the eight hundred li of the Flowing Sand River, there were no ugly, ferocious monsters, no heretical demons or devils. There was only a handsome man with golden hair and blue eyes, clad in blue-and-gold divine armor, holding a trident forged of pure gold, his entire person exuding the air of nobility.
"Barbaric! Utterly barbaric!"
"The humans of this divine realm have no idea what etiquette or elegance means!"
"When the armies of my Olympus Divine Realm arrive, this king will make them pay the price!"
This pretty boy was none other than the Outer God who had been hauled out of the heavenly prison.
One of the twelve Main Gods of the Olympus Divine Realm—the Sea God, Poseidon.
His combat strength was not weak. At the peak of the Main God level, converted into the Primordial World's power system, he would be a cultivator at the Mid Quasi-Saint realm.
As the elder brother of God King Zeus among the third generation of gods in the Olympus Divine Realm, and as the king of the sea, not only had he now fallen into captivity, he had even been exiled to this filthy river full of mud and sand to serve as a kappa. How could the proud Poseidon possibly accept that?
A river this filthy, if placed in the Olympus Divine Realm, would not even be qualified to bathe in his divine radiance.
Yet the barbaric gods of this divine realm had actually thrown him in here so crudely.
Too... too hateful!
At this moment, his belly was full of rage with nowhere to vent it.
"They want me to test the Pilgrims, do they?"
Poseidon narrowed his blue eyes, a cold gleam flashing through them. "Then don't blame me for making these Pilgrims of