Chapter 2606: BOSS

The small boat fell into its mouth, and with a crack it was bitten to pieces, its sturdy shell turning into crispy chips.

This thing even shot out of the water more than two zhang high by inertia before splashing back into the sea.

This also gave the Soul-Capturing Mirror a chance to see its full appearance:

"Wow, what a huge anglerfish!"

Half of this creature's body is a big mouth, its fins and tail are short and small, and the lamp wobbling on its forehead is made to look especially tiny by contrast.

Fortunately, He Lingchuan had already leapt off the boat a step earlier, and this thing didn't even touch the hem of his clothes.

His leap was over fifty zhang, soaring through clouds and mist as he charged toward the tsunami's high wall.

Before the tsunami, how insignificant he appeared!

Moreover, something within the tsunami wall quickly revealed its form, also a colossal beast, rushing toward He Lingchuan with the tsunami's ten-thousand-jin force.

One didn't know whether he would first be swallowed by the tsunami or intercepted by that monster.

Between heaven and earth, fierce winds raged, whipping the cloak behind him into a blaze.

He Lingchuan flicked his right hand, and the wind followed his wrist upward, spiraling along the spear shaft, taking on a definite form and shadow.

The spear shaft weighed over ten thousand jin, concealing violent power. He Lingchuan felt as if he had single-handedly bound a flood dragon, sensing the spear might at any moment lose strength and burst forth!

With his ability, he had no choice but to switch to gripping the spear with both hands, using a thrust as a chop, while exhaling and shouting:

"Break!"

Many years ago, he trained with blades in Zhao Pans army, practicing this very move "Wave Slash," capable of cleaving a one-zhang-high wave crest.

Today on Liuli Sea, his technique and motion were exactly as before, yet the might of the tsunami wall he now faced was a thousand times greater than back then!

That ten-thousand-jin force detached from the spear shaft, also like a released flood rushing forward.

In an instant, the powerful air current condensed into form—a dark red giant beast, lion-bodied with a Qilin tail, its head and neck like a dragon's but bearing a sharp horn on its forehead.

Scales covered its body, claws and fangs ferocious.

This was not a Qilin, but a Chaofeng, an ancient wind-riding divine beast.

It lunged straight at the towering wave wall ahead, lowered its head, and pointed its horn forward.

Miraculously, before it even touched the water, the waves ahead parted on their own.

This horn of its was called the Wind-Responding Water-Splitting Horn.

Then it extended its two claws to brace against the parted wave wall, like prying open a heavy vault door, and shoved hard outward!

The wave wall split open with a sound.

The giant sea monster hidden within was now exposed—its upper body resembled a human but extremely bloated, its lower half a fish body, with just a fish tail over ten zhang long.

After splitting the wave wall, the Chaofeng didn't pause for half a breath, charging straight at it.

The monster reached out to grab fiercely, but in an instant the Chaofeng shattered its wrist, and even sliced off a large chunk of its neck.

As the Chaofeng seemed about to press its advantage, the monster suddenly struck a silver light from its forehead, piercing the Chaofeng's eye.

Clean, decisive, a direct strike to the vital point.

The Chaofeng, filled with wind and cloud power, instantly vanished into smoke.

At this moment, He Lingchuan also surged through the gap in the tsunami wall, facing the formidable foe!

His eyes burned like torches, and at once he aimed for the monster's head.

Though this monster was terrifying, He Lingchuan had a premonition that the one standing on its head was his true rival.

That figure seemed also human, but about one zhang tall, muscles knotted like dragons, skin crimson, hair green like seaweed.

Its eyes were like copper bells, its jaw like a hard awl, upper and lower front teeth very sharp, exposed outside the lips.

Most notably, around its neck hung a necklace strung with various gems and also one head after another, each grotesque in shape—some human-like, some not.

It bared its teeth at He Lingchuan in a grin, raised the trident in its hand, and thrust it toward him.

The trident gleamed brightly, its main prong inlaid with a red pearl, the side prongs slightly curved; He Lingchuan focused his gaze and saw, to his surprise, that they were two small dragons!

This formidable foe before him had actually forged dragons into his weapon, and boldly displayed them.

These two dragons emerged upon contact with water, fully formed, and surged straight toward He Lingchuan's head and face.

As soon as he saw them, He Lingchuan's pupils contracted.

"Sea Emperor!"

Though they had never met, this trident, this appearance, and that enormous sea beast still instantly reminded He Lingchuan of an extremely fearsome figure.

After all his calculations, how could he have figured that the Sea Emperor, who had vanished from the human world for thousands of years, would appear within the Liuli Sea of the Heavenly Palace!

The distance between them was only five or six zhang; given the Sea Emperor's divine power and might, He Lingchuan could not possibly dodge—he could only brace himself—he was midair, with nowhere to borrow force.

However, the cloak behind him suddenly exploded forward, turning into a sky-filling black mist!

The Sea Emperor's trident pierced the thick mist, lightly, without any sensation of cutting into substance.

The two small dragons on the side prongs had glowing eyes, yet could not see through the black ahead—

The Blood Demon Cloak, as a component of the Bell Dragon Battle Armor, had to some extent already merged; the black mist now spreading was almost sustained by karmic force.

Karmic force is what immortals and cultivators avoid at all costs, let alone come into contact with, so the two small dragons enveloped by the black mist immediately began to howl.

How unbearable! Even divine artifacts dislike contact with karmic force, just as a precious sword refuses to let itself rust.

The Sea Emperor exclaimed in surprise: "Karmic force?"

His voice was low and muffled, as if he hadn't spoken in a very long time.

In this world, those who can wield karmic force as a weapon are few and far between. He ran through several names in his mind—could the black-armored figure before him be one of those old fellows?

No, not likely.

The Sea Emperor and his beast beneath him surged forward with the wave crest, the black mist spreading rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it reached a diameter of a hundred zhang, naturally enveloping him within it.

Most unpleasant. The myriad resentful surges within the black mist coalesced into countless vague shadows, all the while relentlessly lunging at him.

These were the manifestations of the blood sins under his command. Who among those who have cultivated to a true immortal body does not have ten thousand withered bones beneath their feet?

The Sea Emperor even saw several faces he did not wish to see—some were old mortal enemies, some were people he had once wronged; now they clung to him desperately, their eyes full of hatred and malice, and they opened their mouths to bite him hard.

Of course, they could not bite through for now.

The Sea Emperor was a leak-free true immortal, so in the short term he need not fear any flaw being caught by them, but who could guarantee he would not be wounded in battle? Once injured, these things would be like piranhas in a river, surging forward at the scent of blood, specifically drilling into his wounds.

He had experienced a hundred battles in his life, but had never faced an opponent who could wield karmic force, so he instinctively made a wind-summoning gesture, trying to blow away the black mist, yet it was of little use.

He still had many strange treasures on his person, but most were ineffective against karmic force, for karmic force had a powerful corrosive effect on them.

Except...

The Sea Emperor suddenly recalled something, and immediately turned the necklace on his neck.

This chain was probably heavier than it looked, and even turning it was somewhat slow for him.

Just then, he felt something in his heart, flipped his wrist with his right hand, and the trident thrust out obliquely forward.

Even with poor visibility, his combat intuition remained outstanding:

The enemy is approaching stealthily!

With his ability, the power of this spear thrust would cover a vast area.

Not to mention a flesh-and-blood body, even a mountain on the seabed would be flattened by this sweeping force!