The Sea God Descends-Is He Apologizing?!

That was the ultimate form of Sea God's Protection, the most concentrated manifestation of the ocean's will upon Bo Saixi.

Nine water dragons coiled around her, enveloping Bo Saixi within a flowing blue curtain of light.

The dragon patterns emerging across the surface of that light curtain seemed alive, swimming and surging over the transparent sphere. With every movement, they stirred another layer of defensive ripples within it.

This seemingly thin barrier had blocked countless lethal attacks for Bo Saixi. It was one of her greatest supports in standing among the rank of level ninety-nine Peerless Douluo.

The instant the transparent sphere of water fully formed around Bo Saixi, Yang Jian's crimson slash had already struck it.

In that instant, the entire world seemed to be split in two.

One half was Yang Jian's world-destroying scarlet, staining half the sky in the color of an Asura battlefield.

The other half was Bo Saixi's deep, boundless azure, turning the remaining sky into a dream of the deep sea.

The two colors collided, crashed, and devoured one another madly at their point of contact.

Even space trembled and wailed.

The sea was churned upside down by the aftershocks of those two powers. Seawater exploded outward in every direction one moment, then was drawn back toward the center of the clash the next, forming one enormous whirlpool after another.

"This power!"

The instant she came into contact with the crimson slash, Bo Saixi sensed an extremely familiar presence within the destructive aura rushing toward her.

It was a pressure that surpassed Soul Power, one belonging to a higher plane. Both her body and soul trembled instinctively before it.

She knew this feeling far too well, for she had felt the same aura more than once before.

It was the aura of a god!