Calamity Poison Body, Level 97 Poison Douluo Wei Kurong? Genius Girl Lan Yiyi! Demonic Whale King!

With a lineup like this, wouldn't it be more than enough to flatten the entire outer perimeter of Sea God Island?

Just as Zi Zhenzhu was still reeling from the shock of Lan Ya's methods, two powerful auras suddenly soared from the escort ships on the flanks, streaking directly toward them.

One of these auras was brimming with vitality, sharing the same origin as Lan Ya's but appearing far more lively and agile.

The other aura, however, was the complete opposite.

It was a terrifying, deathly silence that made one shudder to even perceive it; wherever it passed, the air emitted a "hissing" sound of corrosion, as if even space itself felt fear in the presence of this aura.

"That is..."

Zi Zhenzhu's pupils constricted, and she subconsciously took half a step back.

Two figures landed steadily on the deck.

The person on the left was a tall, middle-aged man with a sinister expression.

He wore a dark green robe, his body wreathed in a faint, purplish-black poisonous mist, and his eyes seemed to contain ten thousand deadly toxins.

Just from being swept by his gaze, Zi Zhenzhu felt a stinging pain across her skin, as if she had been poisoned.

This was Lan Ya's husband, one of the two Grand Pontiffs of the Great Sun Prince Mansion, a level 97 Super Douluo—Wei Kurong!

Title: Poison!

Unlike the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor poison of Dugu Bo, Wei Kurong's martial soul was the extremely rare Body Martial Soul—the "Calamity Poison Body."

He himself was the most terrifying source of poison in the world!

His poison arts had long since reached the pinnacle of perfection; where he walked, not a blade of grass would grow. He was the sharpest and most insidious blade in the hands of the Great Sun Prince Mansion.

Standing beside Wei Kurong was a stunningly beautiful young girl wearing a water-blue short skirt.

She appeared to be only in her twenties, with skin as fair as snow. Her features were seventy percent similar to Lan Ya's, yet she lacked that gentle grace, possessing instead a youthful, coquettish, and lively spirit.

What made Zi Zhenzhu feel truly suffocated was that the soul power fluctuation radiating from this girl was actually as high as level 87!

A Soul Douluo this young?!

Were all the people in this Great Sun Prince Mansion monsters?

However, what happened in the next second caused the shock in Zi Zhenzhu's heart to instantly transform into a deep sense of crisis.

The moment the beautiful girl landed, her gaze swept across the scene and instantly locked onto Xu Zhao not far away.

The girl, who had seemed quite dignified just a moment ago, suddenly bloomed with a smile as bright as a flower. Ignoring the gazes of everyone around her, she pounced toward him like a joyful swallow.

"Brother Zhao!"

The girl's sweet, crisp voice rang out across the deck, carrying undisguised intimacy and attachment.

Under Zi Zhenzhu's stunned gaze.

The girl rushed straight to Xu Zhao's side, her hands naturally hooking around his arm, her entire body almost pressing against him.

She tilted her head, her large, watery eyes reflecting only Xu Zhao, and said with full adoration:

"Brother Zhao, that 'Vermilion Bird Heaven-Burning Strike' you used just now was simply too cool!

Even from so far away, Yiyi could feel that world-destroying momentum!

That so-called Sea Dragon Douluo is simply no match for you at all!"

Facing the girl's intimate actions, Xu Zhao felt no repulsion; instead, he revealed a look of doting affection that appeared blindingly painful to Zi Zhenzhu.

He reached out and gently ruffled the girl's soft blue hair, his tone gentle as he said:

"Yiyi, why did you come over too?

Didn't I tell you to stay on the ship behind us?"

"I was worried about you!"

Lan Yiyi pouted her rosy lips, rubbing against Xu Zhao's arm like a spoiled child, and coquettishly complained:

"Besides, Father said he wanted to come over and take a look, so I just followed along.

Brother Zhao, you haven't taken Yiyi out to play in so long; you must spend some time with me this time!"

Nearby, "Poison Douluo" Wei Kurong watched his daughter, who seemed desperate to hang off the Heir Prince.

A rare, helpless, and loving bitter smile appeared on his sinister face.

He stepped forward, bowed slightly to Xu Zhao, and spoke in a hoarse but respectful voice:

"This old man greets the Heir Prince.

This girl Yiyi has been spoiled by Ya'er and me; she is unruly and lacks manners. I hope Your Highness will forgive her."

Xu Zhao waved his hand and smiled:

"Uncle Wei, you are too formal. Yiyi and I grew up together like siblings; there is no need for such courtesy."

"Like siblings..."

Hearing these four words, Zi Zhenzhu, standing not far away, felt as if a bottle of mixed flavors had been overturned in her heart, leaving her feeling sour and miserable.

She looked at the girl named Lan Yiyi—her appearance, her temperament, and that terrifying talent and strength all filled her with a deep sense of powerlessness.

More importantly, the way that young girl looked at Xu Zhao was something Zi Zhenzhu, as a woman herself, knew all too well.

That was no sibling affection.

That was naked, undisguised adoration!

And looking at Xu Zhao's attitude toward her, that natural intimacy and doting.

It was clear that the relationship between the two was extraordinary; it was a deep bond accumulated over many years of being childhood sweethearts.

"Damn it..."

Zi Zhenzhu bit her lower lip, alarm bells ringing in her heart.

She had originally thought that with her looks and unique, wild temperament, she might be able to catch the attention of this Heir Prince.

But now it seemed that not only was the Great Sun Prince Mansion filled with experts, but the beauties there were also of this top-tier caliber!

This wasn't just some unexpected obstacle.

This was the arrival of the rightful queen!

Watching Lan Yiyi's figure, which was practically melting into Xu Zhao's embrace.

Zi Zhenzhu took a deep breath, puffed out her own equally proud chest, and a fire of defiance ignited in her eyes.

"Hmph, so what if you're childhood sweethearts?

Out here on the vast ocean, the waves are high and unpredictable; it's not yet decided who will win and who will lose!"

Under the guidance of Zi Zhenzhu, the massive fleet of the Great Sun Prince Mansion cut through the waves, soon sailing into a sea area with extremely complex conditions.

The seawater here was a heart-stopping deep black, and the air was permeated with a faint, fishy stench.

Beneath the seemingly calm surface, countless greedy and ferocious gazes seemed to be lurking.

"Heir Prince, ahead lies the territory of the Evil Orca King."

Zi Zhenzhu stood at the bow, pointing toward the turbulent black waters ahead with a grave expression, her voice carrying a hint of unconcealable dread:

"These beasts are extremely vengeful and bloodthirsty; any creature that intrudes into their territory will be torn to shreds."

Before her voice had even faded, the previously calm sea suddenly began to boil violently.

"BOOM--!!!"

Accompanied by a deafening roar, a massive figure burst out of the water, kicking up waves dozens of meters high.

It was a giant orca over thirty meters long, its body entirely grayish-black, its skin shimmering with a cold, metallic luster.

Most striking were its blood-red eyes, filled with an aura of tyranny and slaughter, along with a gaping maw lined with sharp teeth capable of biting through steel in a single snap.

It was the overlord of this sea area, the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast—the Evil Orca King!

"Humble humans, how dare you trespass into my territory!

All of you shall become nourishment for this ocean!"