"My father is Flood Dragon Emperor!!"
Jiao Wu's voice became sharp due to extreme fear and survival instinct, echoing in the deep and silent sea.
He placed his last hope on the two words "Flood Dragon Emperor".
That is the supreme master of the Northern Nether Sea, the supreme existence of the Emperor Realm, and a name that is enough to make even Great Qin fear it.
However, Su Yu just glanced at him faintly.
The look in his eyes was calm and indifferent, as if he were looking at a rock blocking the road, or as if he were looking at a meaningless seaweed.
There was no anger, no disdain, not even the slightest emotion.
Then, he withdrew his gaze.
Just... taken back.
He turned around and walked to Zhao Chengkong and Lei Yan, who had just recovered from the shock of their souls and whose faces were still pale, and asked calmly, "Can you still leave?"
Zhao Chengkong and Lei Yan looked at each other, their Adam's apple rolled with difficulty. Looking at Su Yu's back, it was like looking up at Gods and Devils walking in the world.
They just nodded mechanically.
was ignored.
Completely and completely ignored.
Jiao Wu's whole body was frozen in that broken space, and his mind went blank.
He anticipated Su Yu's reaction.
Either fear, rage, or the threat of fierceness and inner lust.
The only thing he didn't expect was this kind of... ignorance that seemed to erase him from the entire world.
The coldness that is deeper than death is humiliation.
What's more piercing than the humiliation is that you are not even qualified to be humiliated.
"You..."
A rage more terrifying than the threat of death exploded from the depths of Jiao Wu's demon soul, instantly overwhelming all his sanity.
Who am I?
I am the third prince of the Northern Nether Sea! King Realm is a strong man! The future master of the Northern Nether Sea!
What are you?
A human race! An ant! A mere Five-Star Demon Suppression Envoy!
How dare you ignore me?!
"Ahhhhhh--!"
Jiao Wu roared crazily, and bloodshot eyes burst out in his scarlet vertical pupils.
He tried his best to activate the remaining Demonic Power in his body. Even if it was a self-exploding demon pill, he would drag the ant in front of him into hell who dared to humiliate him like this!
However, the solidified space around him remained motionless.
His struggle, his anger, everything about him is like a bug sealed in amber, futile and ridiculous.
"It's so noisy."
The old and calm voice sounded again, with a trace of impatience.
The moment the words fell.
Click--
Jiao Wu The space around him is no longer a prison, but has turned into the most terrifying instrument of torture.
The invisible millstone began to turn.
"Pfft!"
One of Jiao Wu's arms was twisted into a twist by the force of space in Soundless's breathless time, and the white bone stubble pierced the flesh.
As soon as the dark golden dragon's blood spurted out, it was frozen in place, without even a chance to drip.
"Crack! Click!"
That was the sound of bones being crushed inch by inch.
His legs, his spine, and his proud dragon body all groaned under the weight of this irresistible force.
Severe pain!
The pain that goes deep into the bone marrow and goes straight to the soul!
The ferocity and madness on Jiao Wu's face were instantly replaced by boundless pain and fear.
He wanted to scream, but found that he couldn't even make a sound.
He finally understood that he was just a joke from beginning to end.
That Great Qin strong man hiding in the dark, killing him is really like crushing an ant.
"Boy, watch."
Elder Jiang's voice sounded directly in Su Yu's sea of consciousness.
"To deal with this self-righteous second generation ancestor, killing him is the cheapest way to deal with him."
Su Yu watched calmly without speaking.
"Pfft!"
The space suddenly tightened, and Jiao Wu's demon elixir was squeezed out of the body. The light on it dimmed instantly, with cracks all over it. With the King Realm's cultivation level, there was not even one out of ten.
"Give him a breath." Elder Jiang's voice had a smile like an old fox, "A dead prince can only get Flood Dragon Emperor's crazy revenge. But a living and deposed prince is a gift to His Majesty... a huge bargaining chip."
Su Yu's eyes flashed with a glimmer of understanding.
"I see, how can you still play like this?"
He looked at Jiao Wu, who was dying and limp in the cage of space like a puddle of mud, and he had a little more appreciation for Elder Jiang, whom he had never met before.
Dark enough and ruthless enough.
"I will send this great gift to the Xianyang General Directorate on your behalf first."
The voice of Elder Jiang sounded again.
The next moment, he flicked his finger.
A silver space ripple, like a big net, instantly enveloped Jiao Wu.
"No... don't..."
Jiao Wu's last consciousness sent out a desperate plea.
He knew that being sent to the capital of Great Qin would be an outcome ten thousand times more terrifying than death for him.
However, no one listened to his pleas.
Silver light flashed, and the space twisted into a rapidly rotating vortex.
Whoa--!
The vortex converged, and Jiao Wu inside it completely disappeared into the deep sea.
It's as if it never appeared.
The terrifying pressure within a hundred miles radius suddenly dissipated.
Zhao Chengkong and Lei Yan were all weak, breathing heavily, their backs already soaked with cold sweat.
Is it over?
Is this... the end?
A King Realm strong man, the third prince of the Northern Nether Sea, was just so lightly... packed away and sent away?
They looked at Su Yu with eyes that could no longer be described as awe.
It is a kind of instinctive surrender to the unknown, to terror, to forces beyond the scope of understanding.
Su Yu ignored their gazes. He just raised his head, looked into the empty void, and calmly cupped his hands.
"Thank you, senior, for taking the initiative."
"Humph."
There was a hint of solemnity in Elder Jiang's voice.
"Boy, don't be too happy too soon."
"The two old guys Meng Kuo and Xun Kuang should have arrived at Nan Province, but Northern Nether Sea also came with two tough guys, one named Ink Shark and the other named Sea-Overturning, both of whom are not good."
"You're such a stick, you've completely muddied the waters of Nan Province."
Elder Jiang's voice paused, with a hint of amusement.
"Now, Jiao Wu has been 'invited' by you to go to Xianyang. Crystal Palace is leaderless. The two new King Realm are probably going crazy."
"Go back to Nan Province quickly, don't let them... take away all the credit that should belong to you."
The sound gradually faded away.
The vast aura that enveloped the entire world also receded, as if it had never arrived.
Su Yu put down his hand, his dark eyes looked in the direction of Nan Province, and the corner of his mouth slowly raised a cold arc.
Ink Shark King? Sea-Overturning King?
Taking credit?
"No."
"I'm going... to harvest the battlefield."