"Xixi, you're being foolish!
Lord Sea God is a lofty deity. Why would he keep watch over a mere mortal at every moment?"
Tang Chen snorted coldly and retorted without reservation, "Besides, if he dies during the divine trials, that only proves the brat is useless and wholly unqualified to inherit the Sea God's divine position!"
Tang Chen's tone softened slightly, carrying a hint of temptation. "As long as he dies, the Sea God's inheritance will naturally seek out another suitable candidate. Then you won't have to walk toward that tragic fate of dying in sacrifice."
Upon hearing this, Bo Saixi's heart, which had been deadened by her impending sacrificial death, instantly stirred back to life.
It seemed... Tang Chen did have a point.
If Tang San died in the divine trials, it would only mean that he lacked the strength. What did that have to do with her, the High Priestess?
She only wanted to survive and spend the rest of her life with the man she loved. What was wrong with that?
Bo Saixi slowly turned her head. When she looked toward Sea God Island once more, her clear eyes—once those of a deity's representative—were now filled with undisguised, icy killing intent.
"What a shameless pair of dogs.
Bo Saixi, your actions are nothing less than trampling the supreme grace bestowed upon you by the Sea God beneath your feet!"
"And you, Tang Chen, you old bastard—since you dared show yourself here today, this sea shall be your burial ground!"
Jiang Li's cold voice echoed across the sea, drawing nearer from afar.
The next moment, his figure silently appeared in midair a hundred meters before them.
Seeing the crystalline Blue Silver Emperor martial soul in Jiang Li's hand, along with the gentle aura of life radiating from