Self-Destruction? Dream On

Ya Qiong's expression suddenly darkened when she heard that. "Self-destruction? Is it really that simple? Does the Human-God Arena allow suicide?" As she spoke, she looked at the referee in confusion.

The referee pondered for a moment before saying, "Wait. I never thought there would be a contestant trying to self-destruct. I'll ask the hosting god."

As soon as the referee said this, Poseidon chuckled. "Ask the hosting god? Is that really necessary? If I self-destruct my godhead, can she stop me or something?"

The referee had just finished speaking when his expression stiffened. A pleasant voice sounded beside his ear. "Poseidon is a Main God-level powerhouse. In terms of combat strength, if he intends to self-destruct, I truly cannot stop him."

Upon hearing this, the referee could only say, "Er... The hosting god says that if this man self-destructs, there's nothing our arena can do about it."

Ya Qiong shouted angrily, "Bind!" Then the True Sun Fire in her hand instantly formed a seal, and a crimson flame mark descended directly upon Poseidon. "Sorry, that Female War God hosting the event can't do anything about you, but that doesn't mean I, the Crown Prince, can't do anything either. Come on, give it a try. Can you still circulate your divine power?"

Poseidon immediately used his godhead to circulate his own divine power, only to discover that it had already dispersed throughout his limbs and bones, making it completely impossible to gather. He was instantly shocked. "What did you do to me?"

Ya Qiong threw her head back and laughed. "Heavenly Demon Seal Divine Art! It seals all your divine power directly. You can't win, so you resort to self-destruction? Where do you get all these easy breaks? My demon race has plenty of methods. Die!" As she spoke, she