The Sea God dared call himself the rightful ruler of the ocean? Sea Dragon Douluo vs. Phoenix Douluo
"Yes, High Priest. The icy sea in the Far North is sealed by wind and snow all year round. How could it nurture such a being?"
Sea Witch Douluo held her jade flute, her pretty face filled with unease:
"And... the bullet comments said that the seven-hundred-thousand-year Sea Emperor actually submitted to the empire on Xuanwu Continent and revered some Xuanwu Ancestor as a god?
"That makes no sense at all!
"How proud are Ferocious Beasts over a hundred thousand years old? Why would they obey a mortal empire?"
Upon the high platform, Sea God High Priest Bo Saixi gripped the Sea God Scepter, unprecedented gravity flickering in her sea-blue eyes.
Unlike the Seven Sacred Pillar Douluo, she did not look angry. Instead, a trace of alarm she could hardly conceal appeared on her face.
"They... weren't lying."
Bo Saixi's voice was somewhat dry, even carrying an almost imperceptible tremor.
Sea Dragon Douluo froze:
"High Priest?
"What did you say?"
Bo Saixi slowly raised her head. Her gaze passed beyond Sea God Island's defensive barrier toward the massive iron ship rapidly approaching on the horizon, and she said quietly:
"When that sky screen mentioned the words 'Xuanwu Ancestor' just now, Lord Sea God's Divine Sense trembled violently for an instant.
"That wasn't anger... it was a warning sign from the Divine Realm."
"Besides, look beneath the sea."
Bo Saixi raised a hand and pointed toward the deep-blue waters ten thousand meters away.
Under the astonished gazes of the Seven Sacred Pillar Douluo.
The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King, so hostile toward Sea God Island, was now silently fleeing into the distance like a dog driven from its home!
"The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King... he's afraid?!"
Sea Star Douluo cried out involuntarily:
"He's afraid of that ship?"
"It isn't the ship he fears."
Blue light flowed through Bo Saixi's eyes as she tightly gripped her scepter:
"He fears the continent behind that ship, and... that indescribable divine being carrying the continent upon its back."
Spirit City, Papal Hall.
Bibi Dong, who had been beside herself with rage, saw phrases such as "seven-hundred-thousand-year Ferocious Beast" and "Sea Emperor" continually appearing on the sky screen, and her pupils abruptly shrank to pinpoints.
"Seven hundred thousand years..."
Bibi Dong abruptly rose from the Papal Throne, her face filled with disbelief.
"Impossible!
"How could this world possibly accommodate a seven-hundred-thousand-year Ferocious Beast?
"Do the Divine Realm's rules do nothing?
"Soul Beasts must face a great tribulation every hundred thousand years. How could that Sea Princess possibly survive them unharmed?!"
Below her, Ghost Douluo spoke in a hoarse voice:
"Your Holiness, someone on the sky screen just mentioned 'nurturing through the Ancestor's divine power'...
"Could that divine beast Ancestor sleeping on Xuanwu Continent possess the supernatural ability to conceal or even dispel Heavenly Tribulations?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo was drenched in sweat, both fear and greed in his eyes:
"If she truly is a seven-hundred-thousand-year Ferocious Beast, the Soul Ring and Soul Bone she would produce...
"What grade would they be?"
Bibi Dong's gaze shifted constantly, killing intent and apprehension intertwining wildly:
"Abandon those delusions!
"A seven-hundred-thousand-year Ferocious Beast's strength has long since surpassed mortal limits. Even a rank-ninety-nine Peerless Douluo would likely be no match for her!"
"Send word to our operatives hidden in Star Luo Empire and Heaven Dou. Have them pressure both imperial families!
"Those from Xuanwu Continent have come with ill intent. Only by uniting all the great sects of the entire Douluo Continent can we contend against these monsters now!"
On the outskirts of Star Dou Great Forest.
Tang Hao carried the Clear Sky Hammer over his shoulder and stared fixedly at the sky screen, his eyes bloodshot.
"Father..."
Tang San could not help asking quietly:
"Can Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts really break through to several hundred thousand years through cultivation methods or nurturing by outside forces?
"Teacher never knew of anything so heaven-defying, either..."
Tang Hao remained silent for a long time. His throat bobbed before he said heavily:
"Little San, you have yet to truly experience the power of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.
"After a hundred thousand years, Soul Beasts must undergo a Life-and-Death Tribulation every hundred thousand years. Ninety-nine percent of Ferocious Beasts are reduced to flying ash."
"If that Sea Princess of Xuanwu Continent truly has cultivated to seven hundred thousand years... that means she has already survived several Life-and-Death Tribulations."
Tang Hao turned toward the depths of Star Dou Great Forest, his expression exceedingly grim:
"Even if the two great Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts joined forces, they probably couldn't withstand a single move against such a being.
"The Xuanwu Empire's reserves far exceed everything Douluo Continent has known over the past ten thousand years."
Xiao Wu hid behind Tang San, clutching the hem of his clothes tightly with both hands. Her face was deathly pale, and her body trembled uncontrollably.
Seven hundred thousand years... Sea Emperor...
And that Xuanwu Ancestor, who penned Soul Beasts like livestock and could even make Ferocious Beasts submit.
If the Xuanwu Empire's powerhouses entered Star Dou Great Forest, what could Da Ming and Er Ming do?
Where would she herself go?
Upon the ocean.
Whooo-!
The Soul Guidance Foghorn resounded through the clouds, shattering Sea God Island's tranquility.
The Sea-Breaker lay at anchor a hundred li outside Sea God Island's Island-Guarding Formation.
On either side of its enormous steel hull, heavy dark iron armor plates slowly rose, exposing pitch-black Soul Cannon muzzles that gleamed with a cold, ghostly blue light.
At the very front of the deck.
Lu Wudao stood with his hands behind his back, his jet-black Four-Clawed Dragon Robe snapping in the sea wind.
He watched the Sea God's divine light rising ahead, his eyes devoid of reverence, holding only lofty contempt.
"Your Highness, the main cannon is eighty percent charged."
With a hand on his sword, Ye Shaozhe slowly walked up behind Lu Wudao:
"The Level 9 Fixed Soul Guidance Cannon's 'Heavenly Retribution Soul-Destroying Shell' is ready to fire at any time.
"Though the Sea God Barrier ahead is sturdy, it won't withstand three volleys from the level 9 Energy-Converging Soul Cannons."
Lu Wudao raised a hand, stopping Ye Shaozhe's movements.
He circulated his Soul Power, and his mighty, thunderous voice exploded across the entire stretch of sea:
"People of Sea God Island ahead, listen well!"
"I am Lu Wudao, Third Prince of the Xuanwu Empire!"
"This vast ocean was opened up by our Xuanwu Ancestor at the dawn of antiquity!
"You are nothing but island savages clinging to life beneath a false god's lingering might, yet you dare proclaim yourselves the rightful rulers of the ocean?"
His voice pierced a hundred li of storms and poured like rolling thunder into the ears of everyone before Sea God Hall.
Sea Dragon Douluo's eyes nearly split with rage. With a furious roar, nine Soul Rings suddenly rose from beneath his feet:
"Arrogant brat!
"You dare insult Lord Sea God!"
Sea Dragon Douluo shot forth, transforming into an enormous Sea Dragon Phantom. Hovering above Sea God Island's barrier, he glared at the Sea-Breaker:
"I am Sea Dragon Douluo, the great Sacred Pillar guarding Sea God Island!
"If you scoundrels dare advance another step, I will consign you to the bellies of fish, beyond redemption for ten thousand tribulations!"
On deck, Ye Shaozhe sneered. His figure flickered, and he instantly leaped to the top of the Sea-Breaker's mast.
Boom!
Two yellow, two purple, four black, one red!
Nine perfectly ordered Soul Rings in an optimal configuration burst into bloom at once, and a dazzling Bright Phoenix Martial Soul rose into the air.
Scorching, sacred golden flames even boiled the surrounding seawater into white mist that filled the sky!
Not only that, but three close-fitting pieces of armor emitting the fluctuations of Level 9 Soul Tools surrounded Ye Shaozhe, their pressure soaring into the clouds!
A rank-ninety-five Bright Phoenix Douluo?!
"Are those pieces of close-fitting armor on him Soul Tools too?"
Sea Dragon Douluo's pupils abruptly contracted. He felt an almost suffocating pressure rush straight at him.