Sea God Island Disbanded? The Hundred-Thousand-Year Evil Orca King Encounters the Xuanwu Navy? Lu Wudao!

Bo Saixi raised her head and swept a stern gaze over the other six Sacred Pillar Douluo:

"Sea Dragon, Sea Spear, Sea Horse, Sea Star, Sea Illusion, Sea Ghost, Sea Witch!

In my name as Sea God High Priest, I hereby issue you my final Divine Oracle!"

The Seven Sacred Pillar Douluo shuddered violently. Even Sea Witch, her face streaming with tears, had no choice but to grit her teeth and bow her head to listen.

"First, immediately take charge of the island's seven defense zones and seal away all temple texts and soul tool resources.

You have twenty-four hours to organize all the elderly, children, women, and other dependents on the island to board the ships and withdraw toward the Douluo Continent in seven different directions!"

"Second, if you encounter storms or sea beasts during the evacuation, the Seven Sacred Pillars must protect them with your lives!

Anyone who flees in the face of danger and abandons the faithful shall be stripped of their Sacred Pillar Guardian title, their soul condemned to fall forever into the endless abyss!"

"Third..."

Bo Saixi's voice paused, her gaze turning toward the Xuanwu Continent.

"After reaching the Douluo Continent, immediately send envoys to Heaven Dou City and Spirit City to inform Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu:

Abandon any fantasies of intercepting them at sea.

Pull back every defensive line and relocate all soldiers and civilians from every province along the western coast into the inland heartland.

The Xuanwu Continent's advance cannot be stopped."

Sea Dragon Douluo clenched his teeth so hard that blood streamed from his bitten lips.

Looking into Bo Saixi's resolute eyes, he knew the High Priest had made up her mind. There was no possibility of changing it.

"Your subordinate... Sea Dragon..."

Sea Dragon Douluo's knees slammed heavily onto the white jade floor. He bowed his forehead to the ground, his voice choked and anguished.

"I humbly obey the High Priest's decree!"

"Your subordinate, Sea Spear... humbly obeys the High Priest's decree!"

"We humbly obey the High Priest's decree!"

The other five Sacred Pillar Douluo also dropped heavily to their knees, their tears spilling onto the jade steps.

Sea Witch Douluo knelt at Bo Saixi's feet, sobbing too hard to speak. Only when Sea Horse Douluo forcibly pulled her up did she finally rise slowly to her feet.

The seven figures, bearing an immeasurably heavy and tragic air, once again became streaks of light and scattered in every direction across Sea God Island.

Soon, shrill, urgent bells rang throughout Sea God Island.

Clang, clang, clang-!

The resonant warning bell tolled eighty-one times in succession. Since Sea God Island's founding, this most ominous of sounds had only ever rung when the island faced destruction and its people faced extinction.

"By decree of the High Priest!

Evacuate the entire island!"

"Abandon all heavy belongings!

Women, children, and civilian commoners are to board the Refugee Giant Ships first!"

"The Seven Sacred Pillars will escort you in separate groups!

Move quickly!

We have only twenty-four hours!"

Sea Dragon Douluo's furious roars, infused with tremendous Soul Power, echoed wildly through every corner of the island.

The residents of Sea God Island had still been praying for the Sea God to manifest his power. When they heard that even the Sacred Pillar Douluo had issued the desperate decree to "evacuate the entire island," their final psychological defenses collapsed completely.

Cries, shouts, and the sounds of fleeing footsteps instantly tore apart this once-pure sanctuary.

"Even the High Priest is telling us to leave...

Sea God Island really can't be saved!"

"My home!

Our families have lived here for generations. Where can we possibly flee now?!"

"Stop crying!

Get aboard!

His Eminence Sea Dragon Douluo said that if we don't leave now, in two days there won't even be scraps of our bones left!"

At the harbor, dozens of enormous soul tool ships and sturdy wooden warships swiftly cast off their mooring ropes.

Yellow-robed and purple-robed Soul Masters, their eyes red, desperately maintained order as they pushed the trembling civilians onto the decks.

Meanwhile, in the deep sea, enormous Sea Soul Beasts tamed by Sea God Island were also driven out, supplies and children strapped to their backs, ready to break through the waves and flee at any moment.

Before Sea God Hall.

Bo Saixi stood alone on the windswept summit, looking down over the chaotic, sorrowful evacuation below.

The sky grew darker and darker.

At some point, the once-clear skies above Sea God Island had been obscured by rolling thunderclouds spreading from the far horizon.

The ocean's water level was slowly rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And beneath that unseen, immensely deep ocean.

Within the cold, deathly silent abyss of an ocean trench, a pair of colossal eyes spanning tens of thousands of feet, like two blood-red, icy moons, gazed indifferently through the endless seawater at the rout on Sea God Island, its people fleeing like ants moving their nest.

The boundless, enormous turtle shell sank slightly. Then its four feet took another heavy step forward.

Rumble-!

The mantle beneath the ocean depths once again let out a deep, mournful groan.

The immense black snake coiled around the giant turtle's shell flicked its enormous scarlet tongue and gave a thunderous, cold laugh. Its divine sense crossed the seawater and the void, seeming to echo faintly beside Bo Saixi's ear:

"Run, little ants."

"No matter whether you flee to the ends of the earth, this entire planet... will ultimately submit beneath my shell."

Deep in the ocean, undercurrents surged.

As Lu Changqing's immense body advanced, the currents throughout the deep sea reversed completely.

Hundreds of millions of tons of seawater were forcibly pushed aside, and countless Sea Soul Beasts along the way scattered in a frenzied flight.

"Hiss... three thousand li ahead, a school of deep-sea small fry with no fear of death is charging toward us."

The enormous snake head perched at the edge of the turtle shell flicked its scarlet tongue, its serpentine pupils narrowing slightly:

"The leader is an oversized red-skinned sea beast with a hundred thousand years of cultivation. I think it's called an Evil Spirit Orca.

Shall I swallow them in one gulp for a little snack?"

"No need."

Lu Changqing's enormous Xuanwu eyes did not so much as give an extra blink. His divine sense was as impassive as an ancient pool:

"Just a little hundred-thousand-year crawler. It isn't even fit to fill the gaps between my teeth.

If the legions under Ye'er's command can't even deal with small fry like these, the Xuanwu Empire might as well disband now."

"Keh keh, true enough. Those little brats of the empire are itching for a fight anyway."

The snake head gave a low, derisive chuckle, then closed its eyes, paying no further attention to the activity on the sea's surface.

Along the outer coastline of the Xuanwu Continent, however, the atmosphere was entirely different.

Thousands of heavy Soul Tool Turrets stood raised high upon the coastal fortresses, their pitch-black muzzles gleaming with a cold metallic luster in the sunlight.

Offshore, dozens of Level Nine Soul Tool Armored Warships, each over a hundred meters long and inscribed with intricate defensive formations, were arrayed in a fan.

At a steady speed, they broke through the waves alongside the moving continent.

"Report!

Deep-sea soul tool sonar number three has detected high-energy biological signatures!"

"Coordinates: twenty-seven degrees east longitude, depth two hundred meters. The target group numbers approximately two thousand and is charging toward the edge of the continent at high speed!"

"Locking onto the leader's life-energy fluctuations...

Heavens, it's a ferocious hundred-thousand-year-level Soul Power signature!"

Inside the command room of the Sea-Breaker, flagship of the Xuanwu Empire's Third Navy Fleet, piercing alarms sounded one after another.

Yet the officers and soldiers on deck showed not the slightest panic. Instead, their faces were filled with excitement.

"A hundred thousand years?

Where is it?

Hurry up and bring up the holographic projection for this general!"

A clear voice suddenly rang out.

The man who stepped onto the command platform was a young man dressed in lightweight silver-and-black Soul Tool Armor.

He had handsome, striking features, with the distinctive majesty of the Xuanwu imperial family between his brows.

Lu Wudao, the youngest son of Xuanwu Emperor Lu Ye, a genuine direct heir to the Ancestral Bloodline.