Bo Sanxi didn't answer Ye Feng's words. With a flick of her finger, the power of the sea began to surge under her control. Soon, an extremely cold force condensed into a dragon a hundred meters long.
"Again?" Ye Feng frowned.
That wasn't an ordinary force of extreme cold—it was the power of Taiyin True Water drawn from the depths of the ocean. Its mere presence distorted the space around it, nearly causing it to collapse. The air was filled with a strange pressure, like a single breath could shatter the world.
This was an attack from an Extreme Douluo, empowered by the sea itself. It had already reached the threshold of divine power, far beyond what a normal spirit master could contend with.
Ye Feng's sword hand trembled slightly as countless gray threads converged in his palm. The golden Xuanyuan Sword radiated both golden and gray light. As his spirit power surged into the blade, it unleashed a hundred-meter-long arc of golden-gray energy, distorting the space around it.
"Go—Taiyin True Water Dragon!"
Bo Sanxi waved her hand. The giant water dragon lashed its tail, roared, and rushed toward Ye Feng.
Ninth Spirit Skill: Power of the Human Emperor
Ye Feng's eyes closed for a moment and then snapped open, bursting with golden and gray light. Gripping the sword in both hands, he brought it down with a mighty slash.
Boom—
Space shattered.
A black rift, like a comet's tail, followed the path of the Xuanyuan Sword as it fell from the sky. The moment it clashed with the Taiyin True Water Dragon, all sound vanished.
The blinding light from the Xuanyuan Sword and the immense energy of the Taiyin True Water Dragon were swallowed up. A strange black dot formed in mid-air, absorbing everything: light, energy, even the sound itself.
The black dot was unnatural. As the Xuanyuan Sword continued descending, it moved swiftly toward Bo Sanxi.
"Hmm?" Bo Sanxi's eyes narrowed. In a flash of red light, she retreated a full kilometer.
That quick retreat—one thousand meters—was just enough to escape Ye Feng's attack range.
The black hole formed and vanished just as quickly.
Boom—
Energy rebounded violently from the place where the black hole disappeared. The immense suction reversed into an explosive force. The stronger the suction, the more terrifying the release.
This was the ocean.
The recoil lifted the sea into a towering wall of water—an overwhelming tsunami over a hundred meters high—rushing toward Sea God Island like the end of days.
"Oh no…" Bo Sanxi frowned.
A tsunami of that magnitude was enough to devastate all of Sea God Island. If it struck, even with seven Titled Douluo and tens of thousands of believers, there would be no more than a hundred survivors.
Bo Sanxi couldn't afford to let that happen.
She moved with all her strength, racing toward the island, but she was still too late.
The colossal waves were already crashing toward the shores of Sea God Island, nearing Seahorse City—the coastal city most at risk.
Sixth Spirit Skill: Human Emperor's Guardian
Just as the tidal wave was about to strike, golden-gray light erupted into the sky. The divine glow expanded rapidly, covering all of Sea God Island.
"Ye Feng…" Bo Sanxi looked up at the figure in the sky, deeply moved.
It was Ye Feng.
The one who used his spirit skill to protect Sea God Island was none other than Ye Feng, the challenger himself.
The moment the black hole formed, Ye Feng had already predicted the aftermath. He immediately returned to Sea God Island, mobilizing the power of the God of Creation, unleashing his defensive spirit skill to protect the island.
The golden-gray light formed into a massive human figure. It wore a crown, a robe with twelve emblematic patterns, and stood like a god over Sea God Island.
Bang—
The hundred-meter-high wave slammed into the golden-gray giant's legs, but the giant didn't budge. The tsunami crashed harmlessly against it, the beach acting as the final line of defense.
Boom boom boom—
The sound of waves crashing echoed for several minutes. After the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the sea finally calmed.
"Haaah…"
Ye Feng let out a long breath, a pleased expression on his face. He now had the power to contend with nature itself.
If not for the fact that he had over 80% affinity with the God of Creation, it would have been impossible to resist that tsunami.
He turned around to look at Bo Sanxi.
Bo Sanxi bowed deeply—a full 90 degrees—and said with gratitude, "As the High Priest of Sea God Island, I thank you, Ye Feng, on behalf of all of us."
"Senior, you're being too formal."
Ye Feng scratched his head awkwardly and smiled. "The wave was caused by our battle. We caused it, so we're also responsible for cleaning it up. No need to thank me. Now—do you still doubt me? Are you willing to use your strongest move and settle this in one blow?"
"Very well."
Bo Sanxi nodded solemnly.
If not for Ye Feng, she couldn't bear to imagine the consequences. Even if she had acted in time, Seahorse City would have surely been destroyed by that tsunami. Whether it was herself, the Priestess of Sea God, or the rising star Ye Feng—every move, every strike carried the power to destroy.
A swift battle was the best solution.
"Come with me."
With a single thought, Bo Sanxi disappeared. Within seconds, they appeared in a vast sea far from Sea God Island—at least hundreds of kilometers away.
"Ye Feng, be careful. My next move is the one that even Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu couldn't withstand." Bo Sanxi warned him. The seventh spirit ring beneath her already began to glow.
Seventh Spirit Skill: Sea God's True Form
Bo Sanxi vanished. In her place stood a massive goddess over the sea. She held a majestic trident, the Sea God's mark glowed on her forehead, and her long hair fluttered in the wind.
She was not a man—but a woman. The goddess of the sea.
"If I defeat you, will you submit to me?" Ye Feng asked solemnly.
Seventh Spirit Skill: Xuanyuan True Body
Seventh Spirit Skill: Nine Hearts True Body
Seventh Spirit Skill: Hell's True Body
Ye Feng activated three true forms at once, summoning the avatars of all three martial spirits simultaneously.
Wasn't that impossible?
No, not for him.
If Ye Feng had only beast spirits or only weapon spirits, it might've been impossible. But his martial spirits were unique.
His Xuanyuan Sword martial spirit didn't take the form of a blade in this state. Instead, a divine figure appeared: a celestial crowned being in a twelve-patterned robe of heaven and earth.
The sword was gone. His hands were empty.
His second martial spirit, Nine Hearts Mysterious Tang, manifested as a blooming multicolored begonia under his feet.
His third spirit, the Eye of Hell, didn't turn him into a literal eye—instead, it opened the Hell Domain, pulling it into reality.
Though Ye Feng's eyes remained unchanged, the space around him was now filled with a thick, blood-soaked murderous aura. The heavens darkened.
It was about to rain death.
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