"Hahahaha! Now that the Demon Empress has awakened, she can break through to godhood in an instant. The Corpse Soul Bridge between the Abyss Plane and Douluo Continent has already been established. With the continent's countless living beings as blood offerings, our entire Holy Spirit Cult will soon ascend to godhood!"
Deep beneath the sea, a figure swam toward the surface, clutching something in his arms.
Suddenly, however, the seawater around him formed a prison, trapping him firmly within it. Panic immediately seized him.
"Who? Who is it?! Who dares ambush me?"
"Cult Master Zhong, it's been years. Your strength really hasn't moved an inch..."
Holding the Sea God Trident, Huo Yuhao stood on the seawater as though it were solid ground. The man he had trapped was none other than the Holy Spirit Cult's leader, Zhongli Wu.
Zhongli Wu's pupils contracted slightly. Three years had passed, and Huo Yuhao's appearance had changed considerably.
More importantly, there was Huo Yuhao's aura. Although Huo Yuhao had not deliberately released it, Zhongli Wu could sense that he no longer seemed to be a match for him.
"Bone Dragon King!"
An enormous, pitch-black body slowly emerged. Soon, a dragon claw extended outward, and the massive body gradually came into view.
The Bone Dragon King Huo Yuhao had seen before appeared. With a beat of his wings, he tried to help Zhongli Wu break through the seawater prison.
Yet a terrifying draconic might suddenly surged from Huo Yuhao's body as well. He opened his mouth and unleashed a dreadful dragon roar. Upon hearing it, the Bone Dragon King let out a miserable howl and dared not move again.
"H-how is this possible?" Zhongli Wu stammered.
"Nothing is impossible in this world, Cult Master Zhong." Huo Yuhao shrugged. "Unfortunately, a grand cult master like you