Chongli stood atop golden auspicious clouds, his iron rod plunging through the sea like a pillar holding up the heavens. Under that immense force, towering waves surged into the sky.
Clang!
The sound of metal striking metal rang out beneath the sea, followed immediately by a harrowing cry of pain.
"Part!"
Gripping his iron rod, Chongli churned the sea. His terrifying strength forced the waters apart, revealing what lay below.
Black Tortoise Genro's hard shell was lined with pitch-black holes that vented heat.
On the far left of his shell, a deep imprint from the rod had caved in the surface, shattering the surrounding holes.
"It hurts like hell!"
Genro cried out in pain, but his heart tightened. He had never expected the demon entering the sea mist this time to be so powerful.
His shell was made of an exceptionally hard substance, yet the monkey in the sky had left a dent with a single blow, inflicting such agonizing pain.
"Who are you?!"
Black Tortoise Genro demanded, his human face grave. This monkey was not to be underestimated.
"Chongli, in service to the King of the Underworld!"
Chongli stood proudly, his rod raised toward the heavens.
The King of the Underworld? Chongli? When did such a powerful demon appear in the Demon World? Even a demon serving him has strength like this!
Genro's expression changed. He had spent fifty years on the island and knew nothing of the Demon World's current state, much less the King of the Underworld or Chongli.
"A descendant of the Black Tortoise. A pity his core essence is missing..."
Entei emerged from the sea mist with the King of the Underworld on his back. A single glance was enough for the king to see through everything about Genro, who was not at his peak.