Facing the three water sharks charging ferociously at him, Zhao Fu swung the sword in his hand. An immense sword force slashed forth, carrying a fierce gale.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The three enormous water sharks were cleaved in half by a single strike, scattering into countless droplets with deafening crashes.
Holding the Calamitous Dragon Sword, Zhao Fu continued charging toward the stone statue.
Boom!
The stone statue emitted another immense surge of power. Pillars of water shot up from the surface, hurtling toward Zhao Fu with tremendous force, as though they could smash down an entire mountain.
Zhao Fu's expression remained unchanged. Gripping the Calamitous Dragon Sword, he continuously swung it, sending out streams of sword force that split the incoming water pillars in two, turning them into countless droplets that scattered away.
After dealing with the countless water pillars, Zhao Fu flew before the stone statue. This time, there was no pressure either, and Zhao Fu arrived before it without suffering any harm.
The stone statue lowered its head slightly, its eyes fixed on Zhao Fu. Its gaze seemed able to see straight through him, and the corners of its lips curved into a faint smile. "You were able to gain the recognition of so many Lord Gods. You should be the person I have been waiting for."
Hearing those words, Zhao Fu froze, shock rising in his heart and showing on his face. This was the first time he had seen a stone statue speak. More importantly, this was no ordinary stone statue, but one of the ancient Lord Gods—a kind of existence Zhao Fu could not even begin to imagine.
Outside the secret realm, the image watched by the many powerful figures vanished as well. They were all stunned, not knowing what had happened to Zhao Fu.