Chen Hai, Your Standing Is Too Low to Ever Understand Who I Am Now

Ten thousand years ago, Sea God Tang San fought one against two, facing Rakshasa God and Angel God alone without falling behind. In the end, he won that world-shaking battle and safeguarded peace across the continent.

Only then did Shrek Academy attain its supreme glory of today...

"An angel phantom?"

Chen Hai stared at the pitch-black Fallen Angel phantom behind Qian Jue, his tone instantly becoming incomparably arrogant.

"Qian Jue, Qian Jue, have you ever heard the saying that evil can never triumph over righteousness?"

"In the battle of Jialing Pass ten thousand years ago, Lord Sea God faced two enemies alone and forcefully suppressed Spirit Hall's Angel God and Rakshasa God, claiming the final victory!

I imagine that even after ten thousand years, the outcome of history will remain unchanged!"

"I don't know which evil god bestowed a divine trial upon you, but unfortunately, you have no divine artifact!

That pathetic bit of divine power inside you can at most barely support you at the threshold of Demigod. There's no way you can defeat me!"

At those words, Chen Hai's face filled with boundless fervor and pride.

He possessed a divine artifact personally bestowed by Lord Sea God—the Sea God Helmet!

With the support of this divine artifact, he could unleash true God Rank battle prowess.

Defeating a mere Qian Jue would be effortless, wouldn't it?

Qian Jue merely sneered disdainfully and raised a hand, gesturing for Chen Hai to come at him.

He truly wanted to experience for himself just how capable this so-called borrowed "God Rank battle prowess" was.

In an instant, the two sides clashed fiercely once more.

Chen Hai's assault was like a raging tempest, every move aimed directly at a vital point, leaving no room for restraint.

Yet under the enhancement of the Demon Domain, Qian Jue displayed a recovery ability horrifying enough to make one's scalp tingle.

No matter how deep the wounds torn open by Sea God power, a swirl of dark-purple demonic energy would instantly heal them completely.

This bizarre sight made Chen Hai finally cast aside the last trace of his contempt.

A mere Demigod actually possessed such an ability? An immortal body?

No! Chen Hai silently rejected the thought.

This had to be accomplished through some kind of evil secret art. It could not be true immortality.

If Qian Jue truly possessed such heaven-defying ability, how could he have lurked in some sunless corner like a sewer rat for three whole years?

In other words, this recovery ability had to have a fatal flaw!

Chen Hai forced himself to calm down.

With the Sea God Helmet above his head and the Sea God Domain's enhancement, more than half the sky had already become his vast oceanic battlefield.

As long as he remained within this ocean, he could receive an endless supply of divine power.

With this inexhaustible strength, he had more than enough confidence to wear down his opponent until he completely saw through Qian Jue's weakness!

"Since I can't kill you in one blow, I'll grind you into dust and see whether you can still regenerate!"

A vicious glint flashed through Chen Hai's eyes as the azure spear in his hand violently stirred the winds and clouds.

Accompanied by his roar, the ocean overhead instantly erupted.

Countless enormous waterspouts condensed from ultimate water elements and divine power rose from the ground, whirling like meat grinders as they frantically shredded toward Qian Jue from every direction.

Faced with this overwhelming God Rank onslaught, Qian Jue neither dodged nor evaded, allowing the savage waterspouts to tear through and pierce his body.

Blood and severed limbs scattered through the air, but in the blink of an eye, the scattered flesh transformed into clusters of dark-purple demonic flame.

They gathered once again around his skeleton, instantly reconstructing an unscathed body.

"Now!"

Chen Hai fixed his gaze on Qian Jue and sharply caught the moment when, as the latter rebuilt his body, one of the four demon marks on his forehead dimmed slightly for half a second.

"Your recovery core is in your head!"

Chen Hai was ecstatic, believing that he had finally seen through Qian Jue's weakness.

Without hesitation, he burned his own blood essence and frantically poured all his divine power into the Sea God Helmet.

A Sea God phantom, even more solid and majestic than before, emerged behind him and raised a golden trident that seemed capable of piercing the stars.

"It's over, heretic! Sea God's Light: No Return!"

The dazzling golden trident transformed into a meteor and, with unstoppable force, pierced precisely through Qian Jue's forehead!

Violent divine power exploded within Qian Jue's skull, blasting his entire upper body into a cloud of blood mist.

"I won..." Chen Hai panted heavily, his face filling with the fervor of victory.

However, before the smile at the corner of his lips could fully bloom, a teasing chuckle suddenly came from within the blood mist filling the sky.

"Not a bad analysis. Too bad... it was all wrong."

Under Chen Hai's utterly horrified gaze, the blood mist did not disperse. Instead, it transformed into countless bizarre demonic mouths that devoured every last remnant of Sea God power.

Then, Qian Jue stepped unscathed from the demonic flames, not even a single hair harmed.

"How is that possible?!" Chen Hai cried out, his face full of disbelief.

Could someone truly completely ignore Lord Sea God's power?!

For hundreds of years, Chen Hai had dominated the seas with this move, "No Return."

He had defeated countless powerful sea soul masters and hundred-thousand-year sea soul beasts, establishing the Sea God Clan's unshakable position as the overlord of the deep sea almost single-handedly. He had scarcely ever failed.

Yet he never could have imagined that this god-slaying strike would have no effect whatsoever on Qian Jue, this heretic!

For the first time, undisguised horror flashed through Chen Hai's eyes.

He stared fixedly at Qian Jue, trying to find even the slightest flaw in him.

Unfortunately, there was nothing.

Qian Jue's aura remained as unfathomable as an abyss, even a few degrees stronger than before.

"How exactly did you do that?!" Chen Hai instantly lost his composure. "With mere Demigod cultivation, do you truly possess an immortal body?!"

"An immortal body?" Qian Jue chuckled as though he had heard something amusing.

He slowly raised his hand and watched the dark-purple demonic flames dancing at his fingertips.

"Chen Hai, your perspective is far too narrow.

Do you think only gods can bestow power?

Do you think the Sea God is the only truth in this world?"

Qian Jue suddenly raised his eyes, and endless abyss seemed to lie within those dark-purple pupils.

"I can stand here not because of some immortal body, but because I have devoured rules older and purer than your so-called Sea God."

"Your strike just now did indeed destroy my body."

Qian Jue walked toward Chen Hai step by step. With every step, the surrounding space collapsed a little further.

"But unfortunately, you are still too weak. Back then, you were just a tiny bit away.

From being able to destroy me. Then you could have gone to Tang San like a lapdog and claimed your reward."

"Opportunities like that don't come often. Next, it's my turn."