Sea God's Trident—Shattered!

Just as both sides stood on guard, unsure whether the black figure was friend or foe.

The figure slowly descended between the two sides, facing the humans with its back to the soul beast camp.

Seeing that it stood with the soul beasts, Yan Shaozhe immediately stepped forward and demanded, "What exactly are you..."

Before he could finish, bone-piercing cold suddenly shot from the soles of his feet straight to the crown of his head.

His instincts told him that he would die!

The black glow of his ninth soul ring flared brightly, and the phantom of the Light Phoenix appeared behind him.

Then his head fell to the ground.

It rolled far away, leaving a glaring trail of blood across the ice.

No one saw what had happened.

The figure was clearly still standing where it had been, as though it had never moved.

Yet Yan Shaozhe's head had already fallen off.

The next second, endless Lie Yans of light began burning from Yan Shaozhe's corpse. The Lie Yans were scorching and pure, melting the surrounding ice and snow into a haze of vapor.

In just a few seconds, Yan Shaozhe's head and body reformed within the Lie Yans, restoring him to his original state.

But upon closer inspection, his aura had weakened considerably. His face was deathly pale, as though he had suffered a serious illness, and his entire body swayed unsteadily.

Clearly, he had only barely saved his life by exhausting all his soul power reserves.

Yan Shaozhe clutched his neck and gasped for breath, his eyes filled with the terror of surviving a catastrophe.

He had truly felt death just now.

That icy, bone-deep despair was something he would never forget for the rest of his life.

The figure slowly turned its head. Though it had no facial features, everyone could sense that it was "looking" at them.

It felt as though they had been targeted by an ancient vicious beast. Everyone's backs turned cold, sweat streamed down their bodies, and even breathing became difficult.

Inside the Divine Realm Committee, Tang San's expression became extremely grim. He abruptly rose to his feet, his gaze fixed tightly on the pitch-black figure below.

"Destruction, what is that thing?!"

Destruction God rolled his eyes, his tone carrying a trace of impatience. "You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?"

Though he said that, he continued observing the figure closely.

He could be certain that he had not seen any movement during that strike.

No, it would be more accurate to say that the movement had been too fast for their eyes to catch.

He had to admit that cold sweat was already running down his back.

If that speed had been used against him, he would not have been able to react either.

What exactly was that thing?

When had the lower realm produced an existence of this level?

Through the real-time projection screen provided by the system shop, Xuan Xiao watched the scene with a cold smile curling across his lips.

Trying to make a move on his human-shaped body pillow? They were tired of living.

This was the enforcer he had hired for two hundred thousand deviation points—Shadow Twin Scythes.

Like Explosive Giant Fist, it was a spirit from another dimension.

However, Explosive Giant Fist belonged to Justice, while Shadow Twin Scythes belonged to Justice's younger brother, Death.

Xuan Xiao suddenly remembered that Death seemed to be something of a brother-con.

He shook his head, tossing the strange thought from his mind before continuing to watch the show.

"Buzz!"

Shadow Twin Scythes let out another hum. Though it did not speak, a clear wave of intent spread outward, and everyone understood its meaning.

Leave your valuables to buy your lives, or die.

The moment Xuan Zi heard that, he exploded with rage.

He was a mighty Rank 98 Super Douluo, the pillar supporting Shrek Academy. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?

He had just raised his hand, intending to point at the black figure and curse a few times.

"Pfft!"

His left hand flew straight off, spinning several times in the air before falling to the ground with a slap. Even the finger he had extended twitched faintly.

"Aah!"

Xuan Zi let out a miserable scream, clutching his severed wrist as he staggered backward. His face was filled with terror and disbelief.

He had not seen how the other party had attacked at all.

He had not even sensed the slightest energy fluctuation.

His left hand was just... gone?

Everyone present was dumbfounded.

Whether they were from Shrek, the Body Sect, or representatives sent by the three great empires, they all stood frozen in place, their minds utterly blank.

That was a Rank 98 Super Douluo!

An existence that could rank among the top ten in all of the Douluo Continent!

Yet he had not even seen how the other party attacked before one of his hands was cut off?

What the hell was this monster?!

Standing not far away, Ice Empress watched the scene with stormy waves rising in her heart.

She had originally been worried about whether she, the Titan Snow Demon King, and Little White could hold back the human experts if they attacked together.

Now, it seemed that her worries had been completely unnecessary.

With this mysterious being here, those people would not even be able to approach Snow Empress.

But she also had some doubts. Where had this mysterious being come from?

Why was it helping them?

Could it have been arranged by that human youth as well?

Ice Empress's opinion of Xuan Xiao rose several more notches.

The Titan Snow Demon King and Little White also exchanged looks, each seeing shock and reverence in the other's eyes.

After living for so many years, this was their first time seeing such a terrifying existence.

The figure hummed again, and another wave of intent spread outward.

This time, the meaning was even clearer.

If they did not pay within three breaths, they would die.

Tang San's face instantly darkened again and again. That was Shrek's foundation, yet someone had simply cut off its hand.

The Super Douluo he had painstakingly nurtured had been publicly humiliated like this. Where was he supposed to put the dignity of a God King?

Tang San slammed his palm against the table, his voice brimming with towering rage. "Destruction, this villain must be executed!"

Destruction God's eyes shifted, and an imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of his lips before he said solemnly.

"Sure. This time, I permit you to act."

Tang San sensed that something was off, but this was not the time to think about it.

He had to defend Shrek's dignity and uphold the majesty of a God King.

He took a deep breath, then beckoned with one hand. Golden light gathered in his palm, forming a completely golden trident.

It was his Sea God's Trident, the divine weapon that had accompanied him through countless battles.

He hurled the Sea God's Trident toward the lower realm. The trident turned into a streak of golden light, pierced through the clouds, and stabbed toward the pitch-black figure with world-destroying force.

When Xuan Zi saw that familiar trident, hope instantly ignited in his eyes.

He pointed at Shadow Twin Scythes with his remaining hand, his voice carrying a touch of madness. "The Golden Trident! It's Lord Sea God! You're finished! Our Lord Sea God is unmatched beneath the hea..."

Before he could say the word "heavens"...

"Clang!"

A crisp, piercing sound of metal striking metal rang out, echoing endlessly through the air above the ice field.

Yet when they looked over, Shadow Twin Scythes was still standing in the same spot, as though it had never moved.

And that trident was still falling downward.

But Tang San in the Divine Realm was in a far worse state.

"Pfft!"

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of golden blood, staggering back several steps as his face instantly turned pale.

Destruction God's eyes widened, his voice carrying exaggerated surprise. "Don't try to scam me! I didn't touch you!"

Tang San clutched his chest, his voice trembling with disbelief and heart-wrenching pain.

"It broke! My Sea God's Trident... broke!"