King of the Poison Sea-even the Fish Knelt!
Su Zhan spread his arms wide.
A rich purple light surged from his palm.
The aura of the Myriad Poisons Divine Farmer's Canon spread out overwhelmingly.
The Demonized Sea Beasts that surged up from the seabed were still a hundred feet away from him.
Everything has stopped.
They weren't scared off.
It's the toxins in my body that have betrayed me.
The Demonized Sea Beasts's body twitched a few times in the water.
The Demonic Poison that permeated their blood, bones, and internal organs—a high-concentration Demonic Poison that the Sect Master had spent three thousand years cultivating, infusing, and modifying—collectively lost control under the supreme authority of the Myriad Poisons Divine Farmer's Canon.
It's like a group of loyal soldiers suddenly finding themselves under the command of an emperor emeritus who even their former master had to bow to.
Obey whom?
The bigger one, of course.
"Thump."
The lead demonic whale shark flipped over and floated on the surface of the sea, not even daring to kick its legs.
The hundreds of Sea Beasts that followed also stopped their charge. Some circled in the water, while others sank back to the seabed.
The last black smoke-like humanoid figure on the sea surface— the Sect Master's divine projection—slowly turned its "head."
Even without facial features, Su Zhan could feel the shock projected onto him.
"Your poison..."
"It's stronger than yours," Su Zhan continued.
He raised his right hand, and the purple qi in his palm spread into a purple halo with a diameter of a hundred feet.
The Shennong Domain spread out flat on the sea surface.
Wherever the halo reached, the pitch-black seawater began to change color. The blackness faded, replaced by a strange hue between emerald green and purple.
The Demonic Poison in the seawater is being Myriad Poisons Divine Farmer's Canon.
Three thousand years of accumulated Devil Qi?
The Ancestor of Myriad Poisons is indiscriminate in its consumption, taking everything in its path.
"You—" The voice of the black smoke-like figure became shrill.
Su Zhan took a step forward, stepping on the purple halo.
The sea beneath his feet became calm and still the moment he stepped on it, as if he were walking on a piece of purple glass.
"You said this sea is in your palm?"
He took another step.
The purple halo then expanded by one ring.
"Then try and see if you can still hold it."
The black smoke-like humanoid figure was enraged.
There was no sound—but the pressure across the entire Demon Sea suddenly surged. The seabed churned, and the seawater whipped up giant waves tens of meters high, crashing towards Su Zhan's position.
This was not a physical attack.
Every drop of seawater contained fragments of the Sect Master's will. Thousands upon thousands of acts of malice converged into a tide, crashing towards Su Zhan's Sea of Consciousness.
The Thunder Emperor Divine Seat moved on its own without Su Zhan's permission.
A purple-gold light emanated from between Su Zhan's brows, condensing into an illusory crown above his head.
The Thunder Dragon Head on the crown opened its mouth and spat out a ring of purple-gold lightning.
The lightning ring spread in all directions, colliding with the malicious fragments in the giant wave.
"Sizzle--"
Those fragments of will turned into wisps of smoke under the purification of the lightning ring.
The giant waves still crashed in, but the malice within had been washed away—only Ordinary Grade seawater remained.
Su Zhan didn't dodge.
A water curtain dozens of meters high crashed down on him.
The Immovable Wisdom King Wall formed a thin, dark golden film on its surface, causing water droplets to slide off completely, as if it had been caught in a heavy rain.
His hair was wet, so he shook it a couple of times and kept walking.
"Sect Master," Su Zhan spoke to the increasingly thinning wisp of black smoke as they walked, "How long can this projection last? Your soul is so badly injured; if you waste any more time, you won't even have enough time to heal."
The black smoke figure did not respond.
It is contracting.
The black smoke that was dispersed in the air was rapidly converging towards the center, becoming denser and smaller in volume.
It eventually shrank into a black sphere of light the size of a thumb.
The ball of light hovered two zhang in front of Su Zhan and uttered its final words.
"You've come at the perfect time."
"I'm waiting for you."
"Buzz—" The ball of light exploded.
Black powder was scattered and fell onto the sea surface.
The Sect Master's divine projection completely disappeared.
Su Zhan stopped in his tracks.
He stood on the dark sea, the surroundings returning to a superficial calm. But the black building complex floating above the sea in front of him lit up with dense, purplish-black Rune as the Sect Master's divine sense dissipated.