I Am King Zhou, Human Emperor!

After all, according to Grand Tutor Wen, the cultivation of a Human Sovereign was a taboo subject, and he wasn't ready to reveal too much just yet.

He was the Human Sovereign, not of the Wu Clan; if his physical body was merely powerful, that could only be attributed to his extraordinary talent!

For the Zi Shou of the past, an Earth Immortal was already an unattainable height, but now, an Earth Immortal was really just that.

He had originally come to fish, but having only caught a few shrimp and crab soldiers, he was actually somewhat disappointed.

Still, something was better than nothing; slaying this Giant Serpent before him would at least boost morale.

Moreover, if he could wipe out the Seventy-Two Route Lords of the North Sea, the North Sea would enjoy a period of peace.

"Hahaha! A strong body without cultivating the Dao is nothing but a mortal!" the Giant Serpent spoke in human tongue, its tone dripping with disdain.

As it spoke, the Giant Serpent swung its massive body, stirring up towering waves that transformed into countless ice shards, surging in from all directions.

Zi Shou's face was full of contempt. Dare to attack him, the Human Sovereign? Even a Sage wouldn't have that nerve!

But even if he weren't the Human Sovereign today, he was determined to slay this Giant Serpent!

The towering waves turned into a sky full of ice shards, sweeping in as if to engulf the entire world.

Countless faces were etched with fear; ordinary people instinctively dreaded such power of heaven and earth.

To common eyes, a being capable of moving mountains and draining seas, wielding the might of heaven and earth, was nothing less than a true Deity.

Just like now, the Seventy-Two Route Lords of the North Sea were all prostrate on the ground, worshipping the Giant Serpent.

Though the Great Shang soldiers were not so, each one trembled with fear, their hearts filled with unease.

The King had just knocked the Giant Serpent down, but perhaps that was just a fluke—after all, the King was no Deity.

Faced with a Deity wielding the power of heaven and earth, how could mere mortals resist?

Confronting the sky full of ice shards, Zi Shou's expression was cold and stern. Not only was he unafraid, but he strode forward boldly.

A massive ice shard dozens of zhang wide came at him; he raised a hand and struck, shattering it instantly.

Another ice shard followed, and with another palm strike, it too crumbled into dust.

Step by step he advanced, and no ice shard could halt his progress, nor even slow his pace by a hair.

Compared to the Giant Serpent, Zi Shou's body was undoubtedly tiny, and even next to the ice shards, it was the same.

"Impossible! You're just a mortal—how can you be so powerful?" the Giant Serpent roared, a hint of panic creeping into its voice.

It was using Dao magic, turning water to ice; each shard carried the force of a thousand jun.

If a mortal were struck by such ice, they'd be reduced to a pulp in an instant, let alone shatter it.

What's more, the ice shards weren't just heavy—they contained a freezing power capable of sealing the sea and freezing mortals solid.

Yet this man, punch after punch, shattered the ice without a scratch on himself.

How strong must his physical body be to achieve this?

"Such petty tricks, and you dare show them before This Lonely One?" Zi Shou said disdainfully.

This Giant Serpent before him was indeed an Earth Immortal, but he was no longer the King Zhou of old.

Originally, he had cultivated the legacy of Emperor Wushi; being able to train in the Wushi Scripture was proof enough of his talent.

Back in the day, before Emperor Wushi had proven Dao and become an Emperor, he could already wrestle Extreme Dao Emperor Weapons with his bare hands.

Now, not only had he proven Dao and become an Emperor, but he had also stepped onto the path of nine-life transformation, achieving the status of a Red Dust Immortal.

During his time in the North Sea, he had undergone one transformation, effectively living a new life and beginning his second lifetime.

Now, even using only his physical strength, what was breaking ice shards with a palm strike?

While the Giant Serpent was still stunned, he had already charged before it and struck out with a palm.

Under the shocked gazes of countless onlookers, the Giant Serpent had no power to resist and was once again sent crashing down.

Its massive body fell into the North Sea, raising towering waves, but this was not the end.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Zi Shou stepped forward, reached out, and grabbed the Giant Serpent.

He lifted it high above his head, then flung it down; the serpent's enormous body crashed back into the sea.

What followed was an unimaginable scene for many, yet it unfolded before their very eyes.

Compared to the Giant Serpent's colossal frame, Zi Shou was as insignificant as an ant.

But now, that insignificant ant was brutally beating the Giant Serpent without mercy.

With a single punch, he sent the serpent flying. Or he straddled its body, raining down blows like a storm.

The Giant Serpent struggled, but whether it used Dao magic or thrashed its body, it was utterly useless.

The Giant Serpent had become a punching bag, either being pummeled repeatedly or sent flying again.

Such an unbelievable sight defied the imagination of countless people; they had never seen, nor even dreamed of, such a scene.

"Who would have thought the King was so powerful, even the Giant Serpent is no match! The King's divine might!"

"I'd heard the King once personally slew a Deity, and I didn't believe it. Now it seems the King can do far more than slay a Deity!"

"The King's divine might! With the King here, what are the Seventy-Two Route Lords of the North Sea? Today will surely be a great victory!"

The happiest of all were the soldiers of Great Shang. When the Giant Serpent appeared, their morale had already collapsed.

Their hearts were filled with terror, and they only wanted to flee in panic. But just then, The King appeared.

A Giant Serpent like a God or Devil, yet in The King's hands, it was no different from a toy.

With such a king leading them, what was there left to fear?

The Seventy-Two Route Lords of the North Sea?

They were nothing but chickens and dogs—The King could wipe them out with a raised hand!

"Could The King's physical body truly be this formidable? Is this inborn divine strength?" Zhang Guifang murmured to himself.

Compared to ordinary soldiers, as a cultivator, he naturally understood far more.

In his eyes, The King seemed to possess no cultivation base at all, yet his physical body was indeed strong to an incomprehensible degree.

Relying solely on the power of his flesh, with no technique whatsoever, he was beating an Earth Immortal realm Demon Race member like a sandbag.

Even as a cultivator, he still could not imagine just how powerful a body would need to be to accomplish such a feat.

If he did not know that The King was the Human Sovereign, he would truly suspect whether The King was of the Wu Clan.

Regardless of what others thought, for Zi Shou, an Earth Immortal realm Demon Race member was indeed too weak.

With merely the power of his physical body, even against a True Immortal, one level above Earth Immortal, he was still confident he could fight.

In truth, when he first struck out, he could have crushed the Giant Serpent with a single slap.

He had spent this much time, seemingly beating the Giant Serpent repeatedly, only to fish for something.

Unfortunately, despite his earnest performance, the depths of the North Sea remained calm and still, with no powerful Demon Race members appearing.

Afraid?

That was hardly surprising. This Giant Serpent before him had shallow cultivation and did not know he was the current Human Sovereign.

How could those great demons left over from ancient times possibly not know that he was the current Human Sovereign?

Strike at the Human Sovereign? Even a Sage would think twice, let alone mere remnants of the Demon Race.

Since that was the case, he had no desire to waste more time. He raised his hand and struck out with a palm, ending the Giant Serpent's miserable life.

Dragging the Giant Serpent's massive body, he walked step by step out of the North Sea. At this moment, Zi Shou appeared like a God or Devil in everyone's eyes.

Seeing this, the Great Shang army's morale soared, and countless soldiers cheered fervently.

As for the Seventy-Two Route Lords of the North Sea, every single one trembled in fear, and some had even fallen to their knees.

Zhang Guifang did not miss the opportunity. He immediately mobilized his army, preparing to suppress the Seventy-Two Route Lords of the North Sea in one fell swoop.

But just then, a gust of wind swept in, dark clouds covered the sky, and darkness fell between heaven and earth.

When the wind and clouds dispersed, where were the Seventy-Two Route Lords of the North Sea?

The Seventy-Two Route Lords of the North Sea had simply vanished, disappearing without a trace before everyone's eyes.

From the situation just now, the Seventy-Two Route Lords of the North Sea had already lost their nerve and begun to scatter in all directions.

If Zhang Guifang pressed forward with his army and wiped out the Seventy-Two Route Lords of the North Sea in one stroke, it would hardly be difficult.

But the Seventy-Two Route Lords of the North Sea had vanished like this, which also meant that the rebellion in the North Sea was far from over.

After all, being able to rescue the Seventy-Two Route Lords of the North Sea in an instant was something no ordinary person could accomplish.

With such a powerful figure backing them, the task of pacifying the North Sea rebellion still had a long way to go.

Of course, no one had the mind to care about that now. All eyes were fixed on the man who had emerged from the North Sea.