Dark Undercurrents Surge—This Battle Changed the Continent's Balance

"Bluffing!"

Chen Hai roared, forcibly suppressing the unease in his heart.

"A mere Demigod dares to dream of defeating me, someone with God Rank combat power?

"What a fool's fantasy!

"I don't care what twisted art you used, but this power that defies all reason must have a fatal flaw!

"The moment you reveal even the slightest opening will be the moment you die!"

The more Chen Hai spoke, the more confident he became.

A God Rank fighter against a Demigod—if he still could not win, where would that leave the Sea God Clan's dignity?

"Then go ahead and try."

Qian Jue sneered and clenched his right hand in the air. A Fallen Angel Demon Sword wreathed in dark-purple demonic flames condensed in his grasp.

Chen Hai refused to be outdone. Wielding the azure phantom of the Seagod Trident, he charged forward fearlessly.

This battle turned heaven and earth upside down, blotting out sun and moon alike.

It seemed that the laws of the entire Douluo Continent groaned under the unbearable strain of their terrifying collision.

This world-destroying commotion drew countless peak experts from seclusion, all of them staring skyward in shock.

The Body Sect, Heaven Soul Empire, Dou Ling Empire, Star Luo Empire, and even the Sun Moon Empire on the far side of the continent—spies and experts from every faction silently watched this God Rank clash.

Even in shadowed corners, the deeply hidden Evil Soul Masters of the Holy Spirit Cult were drawn by the extreme auras of darkness and holiness, greedily peering from the shadows.

At this moment, only two clearly divided colors remained in the sky.

The deep black that represented Qian Jue, and the vast azure that represented Chen Hai.

In battle, Chen Hai relied on the endless divine power supplied by the Sea God Helmet. His assaults came like a violent storm, nearly dominating the entire fight.

Every swing of his trident summoned towering tsunamis capable of tearing space apart.

Seagod's Light, Golden Thirteen Halberds, and other God Rank techniques poured forth without restraint, piercing, tearing apart, and even grinding Qian Jue's body into a skyful of bloody mist time and again.

Yet a despairing sight continued to unfold.

Whenever Chen Hai thought he was about to erase Qian Jue completely, the strange Demonic Power within Qian Jue seemed to trigger some absolute law of causality.

No matter how grievous his wounds were, no matter how thoroughly his physical body was destroyed, dark-purple demonic flames would always surge up at the critical moment and instantly reconstruct him.

Not only that, but at the instant of reconstruction, Qian Jue could use the momentum to unleash even more violent fallen sword energy, forcibly neutralizing and driving back all of Chen Hai's fatal attacks.

Chen Hai attacked, and Qian Jue countered.

He could not be killed. He could not be destroyed.

This high-intensity slaughter continued for three days and three nights.

Both sides revealed every trump card they had, yet neither could do anything to the other.

"Ha... ha..."

Ten thousand meters above the ground, Chen Hai panted heavily, his chest heaving violently.

The azure heavy armor on his body was already shattered beyond recognition. The Sea God Helmet, once dazzlingly brilliant, had dimmed to its limits, as though it might go out at any moment.

Three days and three nights of uninterrupted, all-out attacks had nearly drained all the soul power and vitality within him, even with the support of the Sea God Domain.

His hands trembled faintly. The webbing between his thumb and forefinger had long since split open, and blood continuously dripped down the shaft of his trident.

Qian Jue, in contrast, looked only slightly pale, and more than half of his black robe had been torn apart. Yet the dark-purple glow in his eyes remained as blazing as ever.

He floated silently in midair, the Fallen Angel Sacred Sword in his hand angled toward the ground. Even his breathing had not fallen out of rhythm.

"Three days, Chen Hai."

"Didn't you say my power had to have a flaw? Weren't you waiting for me to reveal a weakness? Why have you stopped?"

Chen Hai gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot as he stared fixedly at the monster before him.

Over the past three days, he had killed Qian Jue at least a hundred times!

Decapitation, piercing the heart, shredding his organs, even burning his soul with Seagod's Flame...

He had used every killing technique he had learned in his life.

Yet every time, Qian Jue emerged from the demonic flames completely unharmed, as if nothing had happened.

This was no illusion, nor was it ordinary limb regeneration. This was a power of laws that completely surpassed his understanding!

"You... what kind of monster are you...?"

Chen Hai's voice was terrifyingly hoarse, and at last, an uncontrollable trace of fear seeped into his tone.

His God Rank combat power, which he had always taken such pride in, had become a complete joke before this unkillable Demigod.

Deep within Chen Hai's heart, an uncontrollable doubt finally arose.

No wonder Lord Sea God had once issued a divine oracle warning that this heretic possessed an extremely troublesome trump card.

Only after personally clashing with him did Chen Hai truly understand how despairing this so-called "troublesome" was.

If this senseless expenditure continued, the first one to exhaust his divine power and die of fatigue might very well be himself...

In truth, Qian Jue's situation was nowhere near as easy as it appeared.

Although his expression remained calm, after three days and three nights of intense combat and constant reconstruction of his body, the Demonic Power within him was already on the verge of running dry.

Chen Hai did possess the Sea God Helmet's support, along with the Sea God Domain's endless supply of replenishment. He had forcibly driven Qian Jue into a position where he could only defend.

This was also the first time since his awakening that Qian Jue had encountered a powerful enemy he could not completely crush with his current strength.

It seems that once this battle ends, I must begin and complete Demon's Fifth Trial as soon as possible...

Qian Jue calculated silently to himself.

Sea God Tang San stood behind Chen Hai. Since he had failed to kill Chen Hai this time, his opponent would certainly bring even more terrifying reinforcements next time.

And he could not forget the two figures lying in wait within the Clear Sky Sect.

Da Ming and Er Ming had yet to show themselves.

In the end, this earth-shattering God Rank battle ended in a draw, with neither Qian Jue nor Chen Hai able to kill the other.

Clearly, this outcome had exceeded the expectations of every observer on the continent.

As the two world-destroying powers in the sky gradually receded and dispersed, the two seemed to reach an unspoken understanding. Each transformed into a streak of light and vanished from the spot in an instant.

With their departure, the suffocating pressure hanging over the Douluo Continent finally dissipated.

Yet at that very moment, the undercurrents across the entire continent completely erupted.

Within the Star Luo Empire's imperial family, the Sun Moon Empire's Illustrious Virtue Hall, the Body Sect's secret chambers, and even the Holy Spirit Cult's gloomy underground altars, countless intelligence networks began operating frantically.

A Demigod who had appeared out of nowhere had actually fought a Sea God subordinate wielding a divine artifact and possessing God Rank combat power to a draw!

This variable named Qian Jue had completely torn apart the continent's existing balance of power.

Quite a few experts pursued the direction in which Qian Jue had departed, while many others chased in the opposite direction—Chen Hai's direction.

With the support of either of those two forces, one could pacify this entire continent.