The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King had completely given up resisting and quietly awaited death.
Just then, Danheng frowned. He sensed a force trying to wrest control of this sea away from him.
Without a second thought, Danheng crushed that force into fragments.
"Human! This is the sea!"
After that force was driven away, an aged, sonorous voice rang out like thunder, echoing across the waters.
Aboard the Prosperous Vessel, the people who had only just regained consciousness were knocked flat once more by that furious roar.
Well, flat on the deck.
It was obvious that the owner of the voice was in a hurry. As he spoke, a colossal phantom a hundred meters tall materialized in the distance.
Because of this sudden development, Danheng deliberately held back the water dragon that was about to descend upon the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King, preventing it from falling.
The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King waited for quite some time, yet death never came. He cautiously opened his eyes to take a look.
What the hell? Why had that old bastard Poseidon come down again?
Were the God Realm's rules really nothing but a scrap of worthless paper?
Or did those rules only temporarily stop applying whenever they dealt with soul beasts like them?
The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King could not help but feel irritated. If they wanted to kill him, could they not just make it quick?
Holding him in their grasp and toying with him without killing him—was this the God Realm's malice toward soul beasts?
Like the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King, Poseidon was also furious. Extremely furious.
He had been doing perfectly well in the God Realm when he suddenly sensed an unknown force severing his connection to the sea!
When he looked more closely, he discovered