Fifteen God Kings-The Entire Continent Could Not Believe It!

The Soul Masters of the Holy Spirit Continent took in every reaction from the people of Douluo.

The barrage of comments arrived right on cue.

[Meng Jiu: Seeing Yu Xiaogang like that makes me want to laugh-let's see how that piece of trash keeps barking now!]

[Old Wang: And that Lightning Serpent was so scared he toppled over, chair and all, and knocked himself senseless!]

[Xiao Tian: What a bunch of country bumpkins who have never seen the world!]

[Zhou Yueban: Just a reminder: the Divine Realm can't protect you. Before long, our army will reach the Douluo Continent. Get ready to die!]

Sea God Island.

The Sea God's pupils abruptly contracted, and the halo of divine power around him trembled faintly.

"Fifteenth place... is a God King..."

"Fifteen God Kings..."

For the first time, the god who had believed victory firmly in his grasp looked dazed.

Amid the blood-red clouds, the Asura God's voice fell silent for a long time, not uttering a word.

Only the red clouds deep within the rift in the heavens churned more urgently than before.

At the sight, a trace of mockery flashed through Soronson's single eye.

"What?"

"Too scared to speak?"

"A bunch of trash with such high opinions of yourselves!"

The Asura God's voice descended heavily from deep within the red clouds.

"Good. Very good."

"I have underestimated your Holy Spirit Continent yet again. Fifteen God Kings. Very good indeed!"

Soronson's single eye lifted slightly, his tone casual.

"In that case, kneel and take your leave."

"Don't get cocky!"

The Asura God's voice suddenly sharpened, though he was forcibly holding something back.

"Remember, whoever laughs last still has to laugh best!"

"What?"

Mockery curled at the corner of Soronson's mouth.

"You think you still have a chance to wipe us out?"

Deep within the red clouds, silence lasted two breaths.

"Who knows?"

Those words drifted lightly, yet they were like a thorn pricking into one's heart, making it crawl.

Soronson frowned.

He slowly raised his hand, black mist boiling around him.

Power interwoven with scarlet and pitch-black compressed madly in his palm.

All eight crystalline wings lit up at once, making that mass of power resemble a star of calamity about to be born!

"Evil Spirit Demon Flash!"

"Hiss-!!!"

A scarlet-black beam shot from his palm, tearing through the sky and piercing straight toward the scattering red clouds!

But-

At the very instant the attack was about to touch them!

The crimson clouds suddenly contracted inward, then vanished entirely!

With the red clouds gone, the heavens abruptly blazed a dazzling white beneath the beam's radiance!

"Boom-!!"

Immediately afterward, the scarlet-black shock waves exploded above the clouds, violent power of chaos splashing and spreading like ink.

In the blink of an eye, every cloud in the sky was dyed pitch-black!

Black clouds bore down upon the city, as though a shadow of chaos had shrouded the entire sky.

Soronson gazed at the empty heavens, his single eye narrowing slightly.

"You certainly run fast."

As his words fell, he slowly turned his head, his scarlet eye settling on the charred figure upon the sea.

"Next,"

"It's your turn!"

Watching Soronson approach step by step, the Sea God could no longer conceal the fear in his eyes.

"You... what are you going to do?!"

Beside them, however, Holy Thunder spoke.

"Soronson, you can't kill him."

"He must be handed over to the Lord."

Soronson paused, his single eye sweeping over him indifferently.

"Relax. I won't kill him. I know that much about the rules."

"I'm merely going to punish him a little."

His voice slowly lowered, cold and sinister as an abyss.

"Make him pay a little interest for attacking and mocking us earlier, and beating our people."

His words fell.

He casually raised a hand-

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two pitch-black tentacles shot violently from the black mist!

One coiled around the Sea God's sole remaining arm.

The other thrust into his mouth and wrapped tightly around his tongue!

Then-

Both were ripped out together!!

"Aaaaah-!!!"

A miserable, pig-slaughtering scream rang throughout the surrounding seas!

The Sea God rolled frantically over the charred ground, golden divine blood splattering everywhere.

He had been a god for countless ages; lightning striking his body had never made him frown, nor had myriad arts burning his flesh changed his expression.

Yet at this moment, for the first time, he truly experienced what pain meant.

He simply could not endure it.

Soronson withdrew his tentacles and looked down at the figure writhing on the ground, a trace of satisfaction flashing through his single eye.

"A Sea God who can neither speak nor strike is much easier on the eyes."

Then he turned his head toward the bridge.

"Small fry, lock him up."

"And take Bo Saixi, whose last breath the Sea God is keeping alive, along as well."

"Let the Lord deal with them."

Then he lowered his head and surveyed the shattered island below.

The Sacred Pillars were all destroyed, the Divine Temple reduced to ash. The sacred land that had once shone with the Sea God's radiance now held nothing but scorched earth and broken reefs.

"From this day forth,"

"Sea God Island is no more."

Lingxiao walked up beside Soronson and respectfully asked for instructions.

"Lord Soronson, what about these Soul Masters who are still alive?"

Soronson swept his single eye over them indifferently, his tone as flat as though he were handling some trivial matter.

"Kill everyone who resists."

"Leave those who don't to live or die on their own."

With that, he turned with his hands behind his back, spreading his eight wings.

"Once this is over, prepare to head to our next destination-"

"The Douluo Continent!"

"I'll make those bastard Soul Masters on the Douluo Continent experience the consequences of running their mouths!"

"Let them know that running their mouths about the Holy Spirit Continent will bring them a fate more terrible than death!"

Lingxiao nodded.

"Yes!"

The Divine Realm.

"Thud, thud, thud-"

The Asura God stumbled back five or six steps, only barely stopping when his back pressed against a pillar of the Divine Temple.

Good thing I withdrew quickly.

Otherwise, I probably would have suffered for it.

That feeling of even my divine soul screaming-once was enough.

Beside him, the God of Destruction watched him look as though he faced a formidable enemy, his brows knitting into a knot.

"Now... you don't even have the courage to take a single attack?"

Without turning his head, the Asura God coldly spat out his reply.

"You try it?"

The God of Destruction choked.

Try it?

He wasn't stupid.

The power of that scarlet-black beam had been perfectly clear in the Water Mirror.

Even a divine treasure as extraordinary as the Asura Demon Sword had been cracked by a single blow across two planes!

Thus, the God of Destruction slowly straightened and stood with his hands behind his back, his expression inscrutable.

"What I mean is,"

"Before I make a move, no one knows whether I am weaker than him."

"And as long as I don't fight-"

"The answer to that question will forever remain in a superposition of strong and not strong."

"Whereas you belong to only one state: weaker than him!"

The Asura God: ...

The Evil God King coughed lightly, interrupting the farce.

"All right, enough joking."

His gaze swept over everyone before returning to the Water Mirror.

"What do we do next?"

The hall fell quiet.

The gods' gazes converged on the Asura God.

After all, he was the only one who had directly exchanged blows with that mysterious powerhouse.

The Asura God fell silent for a moment, then slowly straightened.

The discomfiture in his eyes receded bit by bit, replaced by the profundity befitting the leader of the Five Great God Kings.

"First, we finish watching the traits of their fifteen God Kings."

"Know yourself and your enemy, and a hundred battles will bring no peril."

"The rankings are still continuing. The Heavenly Screen will bring them before my eyes, one by one."

As he spoke, his gaze returned to the Water Mirror, a cold gleam gradually gathering deep in his eyes.

"Besides, I already have a way to deal with them."

"This time, victory-"

"Will most certainly belong to the Divine Realm!"