The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King blocked the blow.
He did not retreat, suffered no injury, and showed not even the slightest change in expression.
Watching this, Bo Saixi slowly knitted her slender brows. She could feel the information flowing back through her connection to the Sea God Phantom. That last strike had consumed nearly thirty percent of her soul power and power of faith, yet the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King remained composed, as though it had been nothing more than clouds stirred by the wind.
The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King glanced down at his palm, confirmed that the dark blue shield bore no cracks, then raised his head again.
"Is this the full strength of Sea God Island's high priestess?"
His voice was quiet, yet it pierced the howling sea wind and reached Bo Saixi's ears with perfect clarity.
"If this is all you can manage, then nothing will change the outcome of today's battle."
Bo Saixi did not answer.
She merely drew a slow, deep breath, lifted her staff from the ground, and tightened her grip again.
She could feel the soul power within her circulating faster than usual. Power of faith, compressed to its utmost limit, streamed toward her from every Sacred Pillar, every altar, and every believer's prayers on Sea God Island.
Sea God Island's strength had not been exhausted through her. As long as the island remained, as long as its believers remained, her power would never run dry.
She raised her staff once more.
This time, the golden trident did not slash straight down as before. Instead, it hovered high in the sky, its tip slowly turning to point toward the waters behind the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King.
Then the air around Sea God Island began to grow visibly damp. Vast