Above the Tiandou Palace.
The rain was torrential.
The hundred-meter-tall true form of the sea god still maintains its posture of overlooking all living beings.
The rage in Poseidon's eyes was almost tangible.
He has been here for a long time.
That blasphemous mortal dares to hide in his tortoise shell and refuse to come out?
Just as he was about to smash the entire palace to pieces with a single halberd strike.
A white figure.
It suddenly appeared in mid-air.
There was no earth-shattering burst of energy.
There were no dazzling spirit rings.
He didn't even rely on any flying soul skills.
He stood there, seemingly floating in mid-air, as smoothly as if he were stepping on his own steps.
Dressed in a white robe, pure as snow, untouched by dust.
Amidst the torrential downpour of deep blue and oppressive black clouds, this splash of white stood out starkly, yet was dazzlingly bright.
All the rainwater would automatically slide away when it came within three feet of him.
Not a drop of water gets on them.
This moment.
All eyes in the world were focused on that figure.
A million-strong army kneeling on the ground.
Yu Xiaogang lying in the mud.
Tang San was pressed into the ground.
And, the high and mighty sea god Poseidon.
Poseidon's enormous eyes, burning with blue flames, were fixed on Qianyu.
Ants.
Is this Qianyu?
It looks ordinary.
I couldn't even sense much soul power fluctuation on his body.
How dare someone like this cripple his own successor?
How dare they so brazenly claim to want to change the master of the divine realm?
That's a joke.
Poseidon's contempt was undisguised.
It's a perspective that comes from a higher level of understanding of life.
It's like a dragon looking down at the ants at its feet.
"It's you?"
Poseidon's voice was incredibly loud, causing the surrounding space to vibrate and hum.
"Is it you, this ignorant fool, who dares to speak so presumptuously about attacking the divine realm?"
The sound waves rolled in.
With the unique spiritual impact of a first-level deity, it slammed into Qianyu.
If it were an ordinary Title Douluo, just this one sentence would be enough to shatter their soul.
But Chiyu just stood there.
His body remained completely still.
Not even the hem of her clothes fluttered.
He raised his head slightly.
Looking at the blue giant in front of him, which was all special effects and in reality just bluffing.
Then.
In full view of everyone.
At the heart of the battlefield, shrouded in divine might.
Qianyu raised her hand and covered her mouth.
"ha--"
He let out a long yawn.
That appearance.
It's like being woken up and then being disturbed, making you feel irritable and bored, with a hint of obvious disgust.
The entire venue was deathly silent.
The soul masters kneeling on the ground had their eyes almost popping out of their sockets.
What is he doing?
He was yawning when a real god descended?
Has he gone mad?
Or did he simply not know how to write the word "death"?
Qianyu rubbed her sleepy eyes.
His gaze swept over Poseidon's enormous water elemental form.
He shook his head.
"He can't even keep up his act for three seconds."
"Your entrance special effects are so tacky."
The voice was flat.
Without using soul power to amplify the sound, it clearly reached every corner.
Even the sound of the torrential rain couldn't drown out this sarcastic comment.
Poseidon was stunned.
He has lived for countless millennia.
He is also a supreme deity in the divine realm.
When have I ever suffered such humiliation?
earth?
How dare this mortal speak of the divine might of the sea god?
"You bastard!"
Poseidon was utterly enraged.
The hundred-meter-tall giant let out a deafening roar.
The surrounding deep blue vortexes instantly accelerated their rotation.
At this moment, all the heavy water in the entire sky boiled.
"Since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish!"
Poseidon stopped talking nonsense.
He wanted to completely annihilate this ignorant ant, crushing even its soul into dust!
Rumble!
The enormous golden trident was swung in his hand.
Golden light shone brightly on the blade of the halberd.
The divine weapon originally used to control the sea has now transformed into a scythe of death, reaping lives.
The surrounding space collapsed instantly, revealing a dark void of turbulent currents.
An aura capable of destroying the heavens and the earth locked onto Qianyu.
That's not just simple power.
That is the law.
It is the absolute rule bestowed by the position of the sea god.
"Gone forever!"
Poseidon roared.
The golden trident flew out of his hand.
It transformed into a golden dragon a thousand meters long, carrying a monstrous tsunami and divine power, and slammed fiercely towards Qianyu.
This strike.
It is the strongest single-target attack among the Thirteen Tridents of Poseidon.
Its power is so great that it could raze the entire Jialing Pass to the ground, and even pierce through the crust of the Douluo Continent.
Wherever the golden light passed.
The air was directly vaporized.
The rainwater evaporated instantly.
Even light was distorted by this terrifying mass, forming a massive black hole.
The ground below began to collapse violently.
Even without a direct hit, the residual shockwave alone was enough to cause countless Soul Masters to bleed from all seven orifices.
Yu Xiaogang was so excited that he trembled all over.
He stared intently at the golden light, a wide smile spreading from his lips to his ears.
Die!
Die!
This is the power of God!
Faced with this power, mortals don't even have the right to resist!
He could almost see Qianyu being blasted into dust by that halberd.
However.
Faced with this devastating blow.
Faced with this divine skill, which is enough to make even a Limit Douluo despair.
Qianyu's expression remained unchanged.
He simply watched the golden light draw ever closer.
It's like watching a gentle breeze.
He didn't even blink twice.
Just as the golden trident was about to touch the tip of his nose...
Just when everyone thought Qianyu was doomed.
Qianyu moved.
He did not unleash any martial spirit.
He did not use any soul skills.
He didn't even use much of his soul power.
He was just very simple and casual.
He slapped her across the face with his backhand.
The movements were simple and unpretentious.
It's like disciplining a disobedient junior.
It's like shooing away an annoying mosquito.
"Smack!"
A deafeningly clear and extremely loud bang.
It suddenly exploded between heaven and earth.
The sound was not muffled.
On the contrary, it was unusually decisive and efficient.
It's like some kind of hard porcelain being smashed to pieces by a hammer.
This incredibly impactful scene was etched onto everyone's retinas.
Qianyu's hands looked long and fair.
They came later but arrived first.
It struck directly at the incoming golden trident, or more accurately, at the sea god's divine sense attached to the trident.
Time stood still at this moment.
Originally, it was an unstoppable force, capable of piercing through the continent, that was "gone forever".
The moment it came into contact with the Thousand Feather Palm Wind.
It's come to a standstill.
Immediately afterwards.
The dazzling golden light seemed to melt away instantly, like snow meeting the blazing sun.
That terrifying divine power seemed to be directly crushed by an even more domineering and tyrannical force.
Click—
A crisp sound.
The phantom image of the trident of Poseidon, formed from condensed energy and said to be indestructible.
It broke apart inch by inch.
It exploded into countless golden sparks.
Qianyu's slap still had considerable force.
It didn't even slow down in the slightest.
It passed directly through the shattered storm of divine power.
Hard.
Solid and solid.
It struck Poseidon's hundred-meter-tall divine body in the face.
boom!!!
This was a completely unequal collision.
On one side is a tiny human hand.
On one side is a hundred-meter-tall elemental giant.
But the result overturned everyone's expectations.
The enormous water elemental giant's face was instantly deformed by this slap.
His once dignified and ancient face was now twisted into a mess.
Its massive body was as if it had been hit head-on by a high-speed soul-guided train.
It flew backward uncontrollably.
The speed was so fast that it could not be detected by the naked eye.
It even created a series of sonic boom clouds in the air.
BOOM!
Poseidon's enormous divine body fell like a meteorite.
It crashed heavily onto the plain outside Jialing Pass.
The earth trembled violently.
The soil surged like waves.
Smoke and dust billowed into the sky.
A massive crater, spanning tens of thousands of meters in diameter, was formed in an instant.
Groundwater is flowing back in like crazy.
The once flat battlefield was smashed into an artificial lake.
All the sounds.
It vanished completely at that moment.
The wind stopped.
The rain seemed to have forgotten to fall.
The whole world fell into an eerie silence.
Yu Xiaogang's hysterical laughter seemed to be abruptly cut off in his throat by an invisible hand.
His mouth was wide open.
You can even see the broken teeth and blackened tongue coating inside.
But it couldn't make a sound.
His expression froze.
It was an extremely distorted expression.
The upper half of his face still retained traces of excitement and ecstasy, but the lower half was already filled with blankness and terror.
It looks like a comical clown sculpture.
How is that possible?
How is that possible!
That's the god of the sea!
That's a first-level deity!
That's an invincible existence!
How could this be...?
How could he have been slapped so hard he flew away?
It's not just Yu Xiaogang.
Everyone present, whether the soldiers kneeling on the ground or the titled Douluo, had their minds blank at this moment.
Their worldview collapsed in that instant.
That scene just now.
It was too shocking.
It's too fantastical.
That's it?
Is this what they call divine power?
You can't even withstand someone's big cunt?
Qianyu withdrew her hand.
He shook it gently.
He wiped his white robe with a hint of disgust, as if he had just touched something dirty.
He stood high in the sky.
Looking down at the huge, deep pit from above.
His eyes were indifferent.
"Splash—"
In the deep pit.
A sound of water was heard.
The enormous water elemental giant could no longer maintain its hundred-meter body and was rapidly shrinking and collapsing.
final.
It transformed into a blue figure the size of a normal person.
That was a wisp of Poseidon's divine consciousness.
At this moment, he is...
They were in an extremely sorry state.
The once magnificent sea god's armor is now tattered and its luster dimmed.
Half of his face had completely collapsed.
Divine power dissipated.
It's like a piece of blue crystal that's been trampled and broken.
Poseidon struggled to climb out of the pit.
He covered his rotting half of his face.
Those eyes, once filled with arrogance and majesty, now held only endless fear and confusion.
He looked up at the white-clad youth in the sky.
His body began to tremble uncontrollably.
It wasn't because of anger.
It was because of fear.
An instinctive fear of facing the unknown terror.
That slap just now.
It not only shattered his attack.
It shattered his pride even more.
Even his physical body in the divine realm felt a sharp pain in his soul at this moment, and almost fell from his divine position.
This is a power that no ordinary person could possess.
It's a power that even an ordinary god-king cannot possess.
"you..."
Poseidon's voice trembled.
His voice was clearly trembling with tears.
The divine might and grandeur of the past were gone forever.
"You're not human..."
"What kind of monster are you?!"
The rain curtain hangs in the air.
It was a visually striking scene.
The torrential rain stopped three feet away from Qianyu, as if time and space had been abruptly severed.
There was no roaring sound of surging soul power, nor any earth-shattering light and shadow.
There were only light, rhythmic footsteps.
clatter.
clatter.
clatter.
Qianyu treads on the void, as if stepping on invisible steps, strolling down from the high heavens one step at a time.
His expression was languid, his white robe swaying gently in the wind without a single wrinkle appearing.
This doesn't look like someone just slapped a god away.
He looked more like a noble young master returning from admiring the flowers in the Imperial Garden, strolling leisurely and elegantly.
The entire battlefield at Jialing Pass was deathly silent.
The million-strong army held their breath; even the beating of their hearts seemed like a sin.
Only the sound of footsteps, each one seeming to pound on everyone's hearts.
Yu Xiaogang lay limp in the mud, his hands gripping the ground tightly, his fingernails curled up and bleeding profusely.
He stared wide-eyed, his bloodshot eyes almost bulging out of their sockets.
My gaze followed the white figure slowly downwards.
impossible...
This must be an illusion.
That's the Sea God!
That was the faith that his lineage was proud of, and the foundation upon which Tang San became a god!
How could it be pulled into the pit like a dead dog?
At that moment, Yu Xiaogang's fragile self-esteem and worldview were being shattered.
Not far away.
Tang San, whose head was the only part of his body sticking out of the mud, was now filled with rage.
Because he was bound by the power of the earth, he was unable to move and could only watch helplessly.
Watching the man he once regarded as his lifelong enemy, the man he swore to tear to pieces, walk toward that bottomless pit with an air of absolute dominance.
Qianyu's figure finally landed on the ground.
There was no vibration upon landing.
Light and airy.
It's like a feather falling to the ground.
He stood on the edge of the enormous lake that had been created by the body of the sea god.
The lake water was murky, still carrying the lingering effects of divine power, and hissed.
Bottom of the pit.
The disheveled blue figure was breathing heavily.
Poseidon knelt in the mud, fragments of his shattered divine armor tearing at his skin, golden divine blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
The once invincible sea god now resembles a beggar who has just been through a fight.
Qianyu lowered her eyes.
His gaze pierced through the murky steam and landed on Poseidon's still twitching half of his face.
There was no mercy.
There was no mockery.
There wasn't even much emotional fluctuation.
It's like looking at a rotting corpse on the side of the road.
He lifted his foot.
Those snow-white, spotless cloud-patterned boots took a light step forward.
Without any hesitation.
There was no reverence for the gods whatsoever.
This kick landed directly on Poseidon's noble head.
The soles of the feet are in contact with the skull.
It emitted a dull, teeth-grinding sound.
Poseidon, who was struggling to stand up, was forcefully pressed back into the mud by this seemingly light kick.
His head was trampled into the mud.
The feeling of suffocation and humiliation instantly filled Poseidon's mind.
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