Ye Xuan led Bo Saixi slowly inside. The moment they crossed the temple doors, a pale blue phantom came into view.
It was a soul construct condensed by Poseidon to watch over Sea God Island. Extreme Douluo-level divine power fluctuations lingered around it as it floated in the center of the hall, its vacant eyes staring ahead without any reaction to the two of them.
"An Extreme Douluo-level soul construct?"
Ye Xuan understood at once.
Without Bo Saixi, the High Priestess, holding the fort, the Sea God clearly did not feel secure about the safety of the Sea God Temple. Though this soul construct possessed no independent consciousness, it could automatically launch an attack when faced with an enemy.
But then again.
Poseidon was certainly breaking the rules of the God Realm by setting up something like this. If nothing unexpected had happened, he had likely already discussed the matter with the Goddess of Life.
Bo Saixi stood where she was, her gaze slowly sweeping across everything within the hall.
The familiar beams and pillars, the Sea God relics enshrined there, even the patterns on the floor—all of them stirred countless memories within her.
A year ago, she had still been the master of this place, the High Priestess who governed the order of Sea God Island. Her entire life had been devoted to the Sea God's inheritance.
Yet now, she had cast off the burden of Sea God Island's High Priestess and become Ye Xuan's guardian. The contrast left her with mixed feelings.
However, after laying down the burden of being Sea God Island's High Priestess, her mood had steadily improved.
After all, she no longer had to worry about someone inheriting the Sea God's divine position, nor did she have to sacrifice herself for that so-called masked stranger.