The Demon Empress Soul Spirit had unleashed a massacre across the entire sea.
The Giant Turtle's fall was far from an isolated case.
Within this vast, boundless ocean, there were quite a few Beast Lords who shared similar grievances.
Perhaps, sometime in the distant past, out of ignorance, herd mentality, opportunism, or under the absolute might of faith in the Sea God,
they had openly expressed reverence for and allegiance to the Sea God.
Yet as times changed, the long years may have already worn away that devotion, which had never been firm to begin with.
Many of them had even long since begun to question that distant deity in their hearts, or secretly resent him.
If given the chance, with survival as their highest law,
they could very well immediately prostrate themselves and swear to abandon the Sea God, instead honoring Xia Ming as the new ruler of the ocean.
So long as they could survive.
But neither the Demon Empress Soul Spirit carrying out the slaughter nor Xia Ming, seated behind the scenes and controlling everything,
cared in the slightest. They even scoffed at the notion.
For the Demon Empress, her heart had long been completely consumed by her obsession with revenge.
Any existence that had ever been connected to the words "Sea God,"
regardless of whether that connection was deep or shallow, real or false, past or present,
gave off a revolting stench in her eyes.
She had neither the interest nor the patience to distinguish who was sincere, who had been forced to make a declaration,
or even who was merely stringing her along.
Xia Ming had no reason to stop her either. The deaths of these Sea Soul Beasts meant no loss to him.
Since these Sea Soul Beasts, who had once believed in the