Sister Sanpao's First Transformation into Sea Empress

Outside a grand temple, a rift suddenly tore through the space.

The God of Pride stepped out calmly, his chin tilted slightly upward, though a faint, elusive curve played at the corners of his mouth.

"Woman, come out at once."

From the rift, Sister Sanpao stepped out cautiously. The white tip of her hair was blindingly bright in the sunlight, but she paid it no mind, merely saying dejectedly:

"God of Pride, we cannot just leave like this..."

The God of Pride assumed Sister Sanpao was still pining for that Fart God; after all, a woman willing to risk her life to save a man was a rare thing.

What a noble sentiment...

Even bound by the rules, that instinct of "wanting him to be well" would likely take a long time to fade.

"The moment we struck our deal, you and that Fart God had no further connection. You are only yourself."

Sister Sanpao shook her head and said, "The deal is done, and I would never violate it... It is just that we seem to have forgotten someone..."

The God of Pride frowned.

Only then did he understand what she meant, so he turned to look back at the rift, but found nothing.

Could that God of War have some strange hobby, choosing not to follow them out?

The reason the God of Pride had left in such a hurry was that he had sensed a lingering divine power within the God Forbidden Land.

That divine power was vast and carried a hint of holiness, almost identical to the aura of the Sea God.

"No matter, that God of War is a second-tier god, at least; he will eventually find his way out given enough time."

With that, the God of Pride casually closed the spatial rift and