The Sea God Has Arrived, Sir, Quickly Kneel!

Su Chen's words caused a moment of silence in the hall.

Then, a low murmur of discussion spread through the crowd.

"A drop of water can heal a severe injury and even evolve into the strongest on the continent?"

A rogue cultivator holding a long sword couldn't help but shake his head, a mocking smile appearing on his lips.

"Mr. Su tells wonderful stories, but this boast is a bit too much."

"Yeah, those are injuries left by supreme laws. Even gods are helpless, and a drop of dew from a leaf can heal it? Are they treating us like three-year-olds?"

An elder from a sect nearby stroked his beard and shook his head repeatedly.

"Stories are just for listening. Anyone who truly believes them is a fool. Where can you find such a good deal in this world?"

In the hall, more and more soul masters began to whisper to each other, their words full of disbelief.

In their eyes, the perfect world Su Chen spoke of was indeed grand, and the sacrificial spirit named Willow Deity was truly extraordinary.

But a story was still a story.

To take things from a story and brag about them in reality, even claiming that a drop of water could create the strongest on the continent, was absurd.

Listening to the sharp mockery from the surroundings, Bibi Dong, Emperor Xue Ye, and Dai Tianfeng, sitting in the front row, were unusually united, none of them speaking in agreement.

The three of them were all high-ranking individuals with deep thoughts.

Although they harbored a sliver of doubt about Su Chen's words, the scene of the Unique Cave Heaven swallowing the combined attack of six Title Douluo yesterday was still vivid in their minds.

Before they could fully ascertain Su Chen's background, they would never act as the first bird like the fools behind them.

In the corner.

Di Tian listened to the surrounding discussions, his brows furrowed tightly.

He looked at Su Chen on the high platform, a flicker of struggle in his eyes.

As the king of fierce beasts who had lived for eight hundred thousand years, he knew better than anyone how terrifying the injuries within his master were.

Those were origin-level injuries inflicted by the God King of the God Realm with a supreme divine artifact when the Dragon God split apart.

A drop of dew could repair the origin, and even allow his master to evolve again?

Such a method was beyond his comprehension, making him instinctively feel a sense of unreality.

"Could it be that I'm just desperate and grasping at straws..."

Di Tian sighed inwardly and was about to sit down.

Boom!

Just then, the clear sky outside Listening Rain Pavilion suddenly turned gloomy.

An extremely strong smell of seawater, mixed with a bone-chilling cold, swept in from the end of the long street without warning, instantly flooding into the hall of Listening Rain Pavilion.

The temperature in the hall plummeted.

The soul masters who had been mocking just moments ago shivered and stopped their discussions.

"What's going on? Where did the smell of seawater come from?"

"What a powerful oppressive feeling!"

Everyone turned their heads, looking towards the open doors of Listening Rain Pavilion.

They saw that a dense blue mist had already spread across the long street outside the door.

Within the mist, a uniform, heavy sound of footsteps was slowly approaching.

"Su Chen."

A cold, emotionless female voice pierced through the mist, clearly reaching every person in the hall.

"You have repeatedly blasphemed the gods and spoken wildly."

"Today, I, representing Sea God Island, have come to claim this blood debt!"

As the voice fell.

The blue mist outside the door was directly dispersed by a powerful soul force.

Bo Saixi, dressed in a sea-blue robe and holding a golden scepter, her face like frost, crossed the threshold of Listening Rain Pavilion.

Behind her, seven elders with extremely imposing auras followed in perfect formation.

These seven were all dressed in blue. Although their soul rings were not revealed, the heavy pressure belonging to Title Douluo was released without concealment.

They were the Seven Sacred Pillar Guardians of Sea God Island!

Eight Title Douluo, plus Bo Saixi, a level ninety-nine peerless expert.

With such a lineup appearing, the air in the hall seemed to freeze.

The soul masters who had been laughing and joking moments ago were now forced to retreat by this pressure, all the way to the corners, not daring to even breathe heavily.

Bibi Dong and Dai Tianfeng also frowned, looking at Bo Saixi at the entrance.

"Bo Saixi, you knelt down yesterday, and today you've come looking for a beating?"

Bibi Dong sat on her chair, not even turning her head, and coldly threw out a sentence.

Bo Saixi ignored Bibi Dong's taunt.

Her gaze swept over the crowd, fixing intently on Su Chen on the high platform.

"Su Chen, I was careless yesterday and fell for your trick."

Bo Saixi slowly raised her left hand.

In her palm, a rhombus-shaped, crystal-clear blue gem floated.

The moment this gem appeared.

A vast and terrifying aura instantly descended upon Listening Rain Pavilion!

This aura was different from soul power.

It carried a majesty that made one want to kneel and submit, as if the weight of the entire sea was pressing down on everyone's shoulders.

"This is..."

Emperor Xue Ye in the front row's expression changed drastically. He could feel that his soul power had completely stopped circulating in the face of this aura.

"Sea God's Wrath!"

Bo Saixi's voice echoed through the hall.

"This is a divine decree and token personally bestowed by the Sea God!"

"It contains a trace of the true meaning of a deity!"

Bo Saixi looked at Su Chen, her eyes filled with determination.

"You are spouting nonsense here, belittling the gods, and the Sea God is already enraged."

"With the divine token here today, I'll see if your strange sorcery can still withstand true divine might!"

The people in the hall, upon hearing the words "divine decree" and "divine token," immediately erupted.

The soul masters who had retreated to the corners of the room showed looks of terror.

"A divine token? That's true divine power!"

"It's over, Mr. Su was just bragging about creating gods with a drop of water, and now he's actually provoked the Sea God's divine punishment!"

"Gods cannot be insulted, he won't be able to defend with his Grotto-Heaven now!"

In the crowd, many people had already started looking around, searching for escape routes.

The power bestowed by a god, even just a trace, was enough to crush this teahouse and everyone inside into powder.

Dai Tianfeng also stood up, his gaze fixed on the blue gem, secretly circulating his soul power to protect himself.

Di Tian narrowed his eyes.

He sensed the aura from the gem. Although in his eyes, this so-called Sea God was not a supreme deity, this power was indeed a dimensional strike for the current Douluo Continent.

All eyes once again converged on the high platform.

They wanted to see, in the face of true divine power, how this storyteller, who had always been calm and composed, would react.

Would he be flustered and panicked? Or would he kneel and beg for mercy?

However, Su Chen on the high platform didn't even stand up.

He remained seated quietly behind the table.

Looking at the gem emitting a dazzling blue light in Bo Saixi's hand, Su Chen slowly picked up the teacup on the table.

He lowered his head, blew on the tea leaves floating on the water, and took a slow sip.

Then, he gently placed the teacup on the table.

With a soft "clink."

Su Chen raised his head, his gaze sweeping across the hall, and landed on Bo Saixi.

"Divine decree?"

Su Chen chuckled.

"You bring a broken stone with a trace of residual soul aura and come to my front to show off?"

Su Chen's tone was calm, yet his words struck like a knife.

"I spoke of the Willow Deity earlier, and you didn't believe me."

"Now, you bring this so-called divine token to court death."

"And you believe it?"

"Truly laughable."

After speaking, Su Chen slowly stood up.

He reached out and picked up the gavel on the table, his gaze sweeping over Bo Saixi and the Seven Great Elders behind her.

"Very well."

"Since you insist on thrusting your faces forward to be slapped."

"Then it would be impolite of me not to oblige."

As Su Chen's voice faded, the light emanating from the blue crystal in Bo Saixi's hand erupted with full intensity.

A vast pressure belonging to a deity, heavy as tangible seawater, instantly flooded every corner of the Listening Rain Pavilion.

Thump!

At the back of the hall, a rogue cultivator with only the cultivation of a Soul Elder felt his legs go weak and collapsed heavily to the floor.

This dull thud acted like the first domino in a chain reaction.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

A rapid succession of kneeling sounds echoed densely throughout the hall.

Those soul masters who had already retreated to the corners were now unable to lift their heads under the weight of this divine might.

They lay prone on the ground, their bodies trembling violently like chaff in the wind.

Faced with power that transcended the limits of mortals, their psychological defenses crumbled in an instant.

"Mr. Su! Stop pretending!"

A middle-aged soul master kneeling on the floor flushed red, bracing against the pressure to shout toward the high platform.

"That is the descent of a true god! Hurry and kneel to beg for mercy!"

A sect disciple nearby chimed in, his face filled with terror.

"It was fine to satisfy your ego with stories earlier, but now that the divine token is out, why are you still stubbornly holding on?"

"Hurry and kowtow to Lord Sea God to admit your mistake!"

"If you want to die, don't drag the rest of us in this hall down with you!"

For a moment, the soul masters, their courage shattered, spoke up one after another, their words filled with resentment and anxiety.

In their eyes, Su Chen's refusal to kneel was purely a case of valuing face over life.

Before a god, it was only natural for a mortal to kneel and beg for mercy; what was there to be ashamed of?

Listening to the pleas and dissuasions filling the hall, Dai Tianfeng, seated in the front row, watched with cold eyes, his soul power circulating frantically as he desperately resisted the oppressive force.

Emperor Xue Ye, supported by Xue Qinghe, turned deathly pale and retreated repeatedly.

Bibi Dong remained seated, her gaze locked firmly on Su Chen atop the high platform.

She did not kneel, yet she too found herself struggling to breathe under the weight of this aura.

Outside the threshold, Bo Saixi looked at the sea of kneeling soul masters within the hall, a flicker of coldness in her eyes.

She raised the blue crystal in her hand high.

"Su Chen, do you see?"

"This is the power of a god; mortals can only submit."

Bo Saixi stared coldly at the young man in white on the high platform.

"Now, it is your turn."

As the words fell, Bo Saixi bit the tip of her tongue without hesitation and sprayed a mouthful of essence blood directly onto the blue crystal.

Simultaneously, the Seven Sacred Pillar Guardians behind her stepped forward in unison, pouring their own soul power into Bo Saixi without reservation.

Hum!

Having absorbed the essence blood and the soul power of eight Title Douluo, the crystal instantly erupted with a blinding blue light.

The radiance shot into the sky, piercing directly through the clouds above the Listening Rain Pavilion.

In the heavens, a deep blue phantom, a hundred zhang tall, rapidly coalesced within the clouds.

The phantom was clad in armor, its features obscured, and it gripped a massive trident in its hands.

Merely by standing there, its world-destroying aura caused the entire Heavenly Dou Imperial City to shake violently.

"The Sea God has descended!"

The soul masters kneeling in the hall let out desperate wails, burying their heads in the ground, not daring to look up at the sky.

Bo Saixi raised her hand and pointed toward the high platform.

"Execute!"

The Sea God phantom in the sky abruptly raised its trident and, accompanied by a roar that tore through the void, thrust it directly down toward Su Chen's position!

The speed of this strike was incredibly fast.

Before the tip of the trident could even descend, the roof of the Listening Rain Pavilion had already shattered into pieces under the force of the gale.

Debris and wood splinters danced across the sky.

It seemed as though the massive Sea God Trident was about to run Su Chen through completely.

On the high platform.

Su Chen remained standing there, not even blinking an eye.

He watched the imposing phantom of the Sea God in mid-air, a faint trace of mockery curling at the corners of his mouth.

"One 'god' after another."

"Today, Su shall teach you all."

"What a true dimensional strike really is."

Having said that, Su Chen slowly raised his right hand.

He did not summon his Unique Cave Heaven, nor did he utilize the tyrannical Thunder Emperor True Blood.

He simply extended a single index finger, meeting the massive, descending trident with a gentle tap.

Hum.

As Su Chen pointed his finger, a faint, almost imperceptible emerald light bloomed quietly at his fingertip.

It was an incredibly illusory willow leaf.

In the face of the sky-filling blue light and the world-destroying divine might, this tiny green leaf appeared utterly insignificant.

Yet, the moment this willow leaf left Su Chen's fingertip, time seemed to stop.

Everyone in the hall, including Bibi Dong, Di Tian, and the others, felt a shudder originating from the depths of their souls.

It was not pressure.

It was the most primal law, one that stood above the rules of this world!

Swish!

The emerald willow leaf transformed into a streak of green light, drifting lightly to meet the massive Sea God Trident.

There was no earth-shattering explosion.

There was no deafening roar.

The moment the willow leaf touched the tip of the trident, crack.

A crisp, sharp sound of shattering echoed through the air.

The trident, which had condensed the true intent of the Sea God and was regarded by the people of Douluo as indestructible, was sliced in half as smoothly as if it were a piece of fragile tofu!

"What?!"

Outside the door, Bo Saixi's eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief.

Before she could even react, the willow leaf continued its momentum, piercing straight through the trident and instantly vanishing into the center of the hundred-foot-tall Sea God phantom's brow.

A gentle breeze blew past.

The hundred-foot-tall phantom, radiating endless divine might, crumbled like a sand sculpture scattered by the wind.

It disintegrated inch by inch in mid-air, turning into blue specks of light that vanished into nothingness.

Clatter.

The blue crystal in Bo Saixi's hand, which symbolized the will of the gods, shattered into powder on the ground at that very moment.

Pfft!

As the crystal shattered, Bo Saixi and the Seven Sacred Pillar Guardians behind her all spat out a mouthful of blood simultaneously.

Like kites with their strings cut, the eight of them were sent flying by an invisible backlash, crashing heavily onto the long street.