Sea Superman on Creation Island

"New Testament Creation Stele, what a New Testament Creation Stele..."

Fang Yuan's gaze turned grave as he slowly swept over the words engraved on the stone stele before returning to the name at its very top.

Though he had only given it a cursory look, his heart was already roiling with turbulent waves.

Given his knowledge and experience, his intuition told him that the inscription carved onto this stele was not empty nonsense. It truly had the potential to be put into practice!

Looking at the stele, Fang Yuan could not help recalling a legend from the original work.

Tang San had inherited the Sea God's divine position, and this Sea God seemed to have become a god by gathering the power of faith from sea soul beasts and sea soul masters!

"...He who would become a god through faith must first have the people's faith, must name the divine position of a god yet unborn, the name of a god not yet ascended..."

Fang Yuan softly read the words carved into the stele, then nodded slightly.

"This is a method of becoming a god by gathering faith. It should be feasible."

He continued reading downward.

"...One must obtain a land, showing men the milk and honey that flow there. Move there those who praise My name without rest day and night. That land shall be called the Promised Land, its people shall be called believers, and flames shall forever burn upon their altars..."

After reading it once, Fang Yuan understood. It required an isolated region, where everyone within would be transformed into his own fanatical believers.

The faith supplied by these fanatics would form the foundation of future divinity. According to the subsequent records on the stele, aside from these fanatics, the faith of everyone else would affect how much divine power one possessed after becoming a god.

Comparing the contents recorded on the stele with the Sea God's situation, Fang Yuan realized that the Sea God seemed to have used precisely this method!

Sea God Island served as the Promised Land for fanatics, while the vast sea provided him with an unending stream of faith.

Although Fang Yuan had never encountered a method for becoming a god before, his abundant experience and knowledge still allowed him to grasp the meaning of the inscription in a short time.

Moreover, a strange thought could not help arising in his mind.

"No one knows how long this stele has stood here. A stele recording a method of becoming a god through faith stands on an isolated island in the sea, and the person I know who became a god through faith was the Sea God.

"If this were a coincidence, it would be far too much of one. Perhaps that Sea God also learned the method of becoming a god through faith from the records on this stele?"

The moment this thought emerged in Fang Yuan's mind, he found himself seventy or eighty percent convinced by it.

Just then, several cries of pain came from behind him.

Fang Yuan turned around and saw that the guard-like figures from before had all been knocked down by the Myriad Self phantoms. A few still retained a trace of life, while most had died beneath the phantoms' fists.

With a wave of his hand, Fang Yuan collected the survivors into the Supreme Immortal Aperture.

Then, he divided off a portion of his attention and issued an order to the soul masters living inside the immortal aperture.

Ever since obtaining the Supreme Immortal Aperture five years ago, Fang Yuan had continuously developed it.

During the earliest stages of its development, he had placed a batch of humans and soul beasts inside to live there.

With Fang Yuan's occasional assistance and provision of resources, the population within his immortal aperture had now grown considerably.

Time within the immortal aperture flowed sixty times faster than in the outside world. Five years outside amounted to more than three hundred years within.

Over three hundred years, under Fang Yuan's macro-level control, the number of soul masters in the Supreme Immortal Aperture had become substantial.

After tossing the surviving stele guards into the immortal aperture, Fang Yuan ordered the soul masters inside to interrogate them.

Then, as his attention withdrew from the immortal aperture, Fang Yuan casually took out an enormous sheet of paper.

Leaping into the air, Fang Yuan pressed the paper against the stele and made a rubbing of its inscription.

In truth, Fang Yuan had considered simply packing up the stele and moving it directly into the Supreme Immortal Aperture.

However, for one thing, he did not know whether the stele concealed secrets even he had failed to notice. After all, it recorded the secret of becoming a god. Who knew whether some indescribable thing might be attached to it?

For another, Fang Yuan simply lacked the ability to move the stele into the Supreme Immortal Aperture at present.

If his Pulling Mountain Immortal Gu from his previous life were still around, there might have been some possibility. But now, even if Fang Yuan activated Incomplete Freedom Transformation, there was no way he could move this enormous stele, connected to the stone island, into the Supreme Immortal Aperture without damaging it.

Thus, he could only make a rubbing of its contents.

Just as Fang Yuan finished copying it and stored the paper in the Supreme Immortal Aperture, he heard an enraged shout from the distance.

"Who dares cause trouble on Creation Island? Children, seize him with me! Sea Superman—transform!"

Fang Yuan turned back in surprise and saw a white-haired old man rushing toward him from afar with astonishing momentum.

After shouting the inexplicable words "Sea Superman—transform," the old man and several people behind him underwent dramatic changes, much like soul masters activating their martial souls.

Like the stele guards, no soul rings appeared around them. Instead, parts of their bodies transformed into forms resembling marine creatures, though each person's transformation differed slightly.

Some grew scales all over their bodies, resembling certain kinds of fish. Others became entirely covered in shells, looking more like shrimp or crabs.

Unlike the stele guards, however, the auras of these people were countless times stronger.

Judging by the standards used to classify soul masters on the continent, those stele guards were only at the Soul Emperor level at most.

Yet this group charging explosively toward Fang Yuan almost all possessed the aura of Soul Sages or above.

The old man at the head, along with several people following closest behind him, possessed especially terrifying auras.

Even from so far away, Fang Yuan could tell that these people definitely possessed the strength of Titled Douluos.

"Six Titled Douluos. That old man leading them is even close to level ninety-nine. There are over a hundred experts at Soul Sage level or above, and there's no guarantee these are all the forces stationed here. This stone island's defenses are quite formidable."

Standing before the stele, Fang Yuan gained a rough understanding of the island's strength.

With his strength alone, he could indeed crush these so-called Sea Supermen before him, but there seemed to be no need for it.

The only thing on this stone island that had drawn Fang Yuan's attention was the stele, but he had already copied its inscription. As for the island's other information, he could obtain it from the stele guards currently being interrogated.

Even if he failed to extract the information he wanted from them, Fang Yuan had already memorized the terrain here.

In the future, he could use Fixed Immortal Travel to teleport here and specifically target women and children. Their convictions were weaker, making it easier to force useful information out of them.

Therefore, there was no need for him to clash head-on with these strange people.

With that thought, Fang Yuan decided not to linger any longer.

A flash of jade-green light flickered around him, and Fang Yuan vanished without a trace.

The crowd rushed up to the stele, but faced with the empty scene before them, they could only look around in uncertainty.

"Where are those outsiders? Find them, quickly!" "Damn it, where are the Sea Superman warriors guarding this place?"

They shouted loudly, their eyes filled with barely concealed confusion and fear.

"Great Lord Sea Dragon God, what do you think?"

Behind the leading old man, a man transformed into a sea snake stepped forward and asked respectfully.

Though he was called the Sea Dragon God, the old man's aura was only at the level of a peak Douluo at most.

Sea Dragon God knitted his brows and muttered to himself, "Who came to my Creation Island? Were they here to seize the New Testament Creation Stele?

"To possess the strength to infiltrate Creation Island without a sound... was it the island master of Rare Treasure Island? Or was it that High Priest from Sea God Island?"