White Night Spirit Wang looked incredulous.
As a being of the Truth Eighth Order, the Curse Emperor, and the strongest Spirit King within the Ultimate Creation, the White Night Demon Cage-
In hundreds of millions of years, when had anyone ever slapped his face like that?
When Shen Ye struck, his face had been full of mockery, and he had simply stood there, quietly waiting.
-He was betting that the other man would never dare actually strike, even on pain of death!
But the other man had really done it.
He had actually done it!
The corner of White Night Spirit Wang's eye twitched violently. The power of Truth throughout his body almost brought the entire Deep Sea to a boil.
"Trash, who gave you the nerve?"
Frenzied, gloomy power gathered around him into a deep darkness.
The only reason he had yet to strike was that he was considering which spell would inflict enough punishment and torment!
One breath passed.
White Night Spirit Wang made his decision and raised his hands, about to cast his spell.
A mighty, irresistible current suddenly appeared, scattering the Spell Seals condensed over his hands.
Within the Deep Sea.
Walls of pitch-black water rose from the ocean abyss, forming layer upon layer around Shen Ye.
A magnificent voice rang out:
"Interesting."
"You approached me through the sunken ship and used sacrificial rituals to curry favor with me, trying every possible means to obtain my blessing-"
"Yet all along, you were deceiving me."
By the final sentence, the entire Sea of Truth was trembling.
That uncontrollable rage had already torn rifts through the Deep Sea that could not heal.
A mere few words had sent everything hurtling toward destruction.
White Night Spirit Wang shuddered and hurriedly said:
"Please don't let him turn you against me!"