Poseidon: Qian Yuhan, Is Your Qian Daoliu Giving Up His Position as Chief Priest to Become a Live-In Son-in-Law on My Sea God Island?

"That dense fool!

He's seriously pissed me off!"

Lan Yu rubbed his temples, looking as though he hated iron for not becoming steel.

"Bo Saixi was giving him a way out, preserving Qian Daoliu's dignity while hinting that he should hurry up and become a god before coming back to marry her.

But this kid had to be stubborn and make some death oath.

He didn't even give her a chance for a tender farewell. He left for decades, and in the end, he even got himself trapped in Slaughter City!"

Jia Lin laughed so hard that she swayed, nearly falling into Lan Yu's arms.

"Hehe, is this what they call being single on your own merits?

If Tang Chen had shown even a little emotional intelligence back then, held Bo Saixi's hand, and said a few sweet words before leaving, why would Bo Saixi have had to guard Sea God Island in lonely solitude?"

Slaughter City, upon that throne piled high with white bones.

"Roar—!

No—!"

The Killing King frantically clutched his head with both hands, his nails digging deep into his flesh until blood streamed down.

The scenes playing on the Ranking Screen were like a massive hammer, ruthlessly smashing the shackles that had sealed away his memories.

"I was wrong... Xixi... I was wrong..."

A broken, aged, despairing sob squeezed from the Killing King's throat.

"It wasn't that... I didn't want to return... I... couldn't return..."

"Damn it!

Shut up!

You puppet!"

The Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King screamed madly within Tang Chen's body.

It could feel the control over this body being forcefully reclaimed at a terrifying speed by that invincible will of the continent, which had slept for decades!

God Realm Committee, beside a long table carved from white jade.

The once solemn and dignified