The Demon Sea Itself Is My Weapon

The Black Demon Sect Headquarters.

"Found it."

Su Zhan's voice was very soft.

His legs bent, preparing to jump.

But at that moment, the seawater beneath the reef began to bubble.

These are not Ordinary Grade bubbles.

The black bubbles, the size of fists, surged up from the seabed, densely covering the entire surface of the sea beneath his feet.

Each time a bubble bursts, it releases a wisp of black smoke.

The smoke gathered together and coalesced into a blurry human figure in front of Su Zhan.

The humanoid figure has no facial features, only a general outline.

But it opened its mouth.

"You're the brat who made me break my Clones."

The voice came from the head of the black smoke-shaped figure, hoarse and deep.

It's exactly the same as the one in the Soul Search memories.

The projection of the Black Demon Sect Sect Master's divine sense.

Su Zhan stood on the reef, looking at the plume of black smoke in front of him.

"Didn't I chase them away last time? How dare they show their faces again?"

The black smoke figure remained still.

"You destroyed my Clones, seized my Mustard Seed Grotto-Heaven, and searched the souls of three Elder —I remember this debt very clearly."

"So you've come. Coming to my territory, to deliver yourself to your death."

Su Zhan tilted his head.

"You've got it wrong."

"I'm here to take your life."

The black smoke figure let out a low laugh.

Arrogance.

"The Martial Emperor Realm is beyond the reach of an ant like you. You may be very talented, able to crush Martial King, or even exchange a few blows with Martial King Fifth Layer Clones. But the difference between Martial Emperor and Martial King is not just a matter of one or two levels; it's a distance as vast as heaven and earth."

"Although I am currently healing, if I really wanted to kill you, one finger would suffice."

Su Zhan yawned.

"Okay, then show it to me."

The black smoke figure paused for a moment.

It did not reach out.

Su Zhan smiled.

"Even your divine sense projection doesn't dare touch me, which means you haven't fully recovered from the attack the Thunder Emperor Divine Seat gave you last time. You can't kill me with a single finger; you can't even extend a finger."

The black smoke-like humanoid remained silent for several breaths.

The wind blew in from the sea, dispersing some of the black smoke, which then coalesced again.

"You're very clever," the Sect Master's voice deepened. "But don't forget—this is the Demon Sea, my lair that I've cultivated for three thousand years."

"You passed through the Sect-Protection Grand Formation? That's right. But did you think that was the only line of defense?"

Su Zhan's perception range detected the change at the same time.

The sea beneath our feet began to churn violently.

The black bubbles no longer emerged sporadically, but burst open in thousands upon thousands.

The color of the seawater changed, from dark red to pure black.

"The Demon Sea itself is my weapon."

The outline of the black smoke-shaped figure began to spread, merging into every inch of the surrounding air.

"Three thousand years of accumulated Devil Qi, the sacrifice of countless creatures from the vast ocean... this sea is my domain."

"Every drop of water you step on here is like standing in the palm of my hand."

Beneath the surface of the sea, countless pairs of eerie blue eyes lit up simultaneously.

These are not the scattered, Demonized Sea Beasts of the past.

It is Weapons that has been refined.

Living Weapons.

Su Zhan glanced down.

They were so numerous and densely packed that they couldn't be counted.

"I have a big job to do." He called out in his Sea of Consciousness.

[Blazing Dragon Venerate]: Here I am! I've been holding back for ages!

[Nine Heavens Divine Lightning]: Wait, don't be impulsive. The Devil Qi marks on these things are connected to the Sect Master's divine sense. Attacking them is equivalent to weakening the Sect Master's outer defenses, but at the same time, it will expose all our combat methods.

Su Zhan nodded.

[Nine Heavens Divine Lightning] makes sense. So far, the Sect Master's understanding of him is limited to Soul Search memories and the combat feedback from his Clones. But after the breakthrough in the Principle Tempering Chamber, his Cultivation Method have evolved significantly. These trump cards cannot be revealed prematurely.

"Old poisoner."

[The Myriad Poisons Divine Farmer's Canon]: Hmm?

"Is the concentration of toxins in this sea high enough for you to handle by yourself?"

[The Myriad Poisons Divine Farmer's Canon] paused for two seconds, then let out a meaningful laugh.

[The Myriad Poisons Divine Farmer's Canon]: Boss, are you asking if the Ancestor of Myriad Poisons can become a local tyrant in a sea of poison?