Chapter 150: Dragon Sovereign? The Sea God Poseidon of the Immortal Boat?

The Valkyrie of the End—

"Chi Ming Dragon Sovereign... Yin Yue Jun? What kind of small fry is this?"

Awakened by the howling, overlapping sea waves within the light curtain, Poseidon opened his eyes to hear Ren's enthusiastic introduction. Still groggy, he mistakenly thought Yin Yue Jun was a deity from some mysterious eastern empire and sneered contemptuously.

But soon he sensed something odd in the atmosphere: his proud older brother, Lord Hades sat upright and silent, his eyes showing a bewilderment that hadn't appeared in millennia. In stark contrast to the noisy tide, the gods' lounge fell into dead silence.

They were all drawn to a single person.

…What are they all looking at?

Poseidon raised his head in curiosity, but the next second his gaze intersected with the Dragon Sovereign in the sky—

The Dragon Sovereign turned his head slightly, a hint of ancient sea indigo flashing in his eyes; his blazing gaze seemed about to pierce the light curtain and meet the gods' eyes directly.

Feeling the world‑overbearing aura and the chilling cold in that stare, Poseidon subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

…So this is the Dragon Sovereign, the "Sea God" of another world? He probably… can't see me, right?

—Poseidon suddenly felt something odd. It seemed that as long as he avoided the Dragon Sovereign's gaze, he could dodge a battle. In ten million years as Sea God, it was the first time he felt a hint of relief at not having to fight this person in the sea.

Even he himself didn't realize that the Dragon Sovereign had only shown a single glance the whole time, and Poseidon instinctively summoned his Sea God trident, gripping it and reflexively assuming a battle stance.

"Tsk tsk, the wind whistles and the crane cries."

Shijia floated lightly past Poseidon, letting out a slightly contemptuous snort.

Although Poseidon heard every word clearly, being a Western god he was clueless about the mysterious Eastern idiom, so he coldly asked, "Hey, what do you mean by that?"

Shijia turned his head with a grin, held up both thumbs, and waved them in front of his glasses: "Don't get me wrong, I mean… the Sea God is awesome."

Elsewhere, the Undersea Furnace—

As the South Sea Dragon King, Ao Qin stared so hard his eyeballs nearly popped out.

"Ah this…"

The atmosphere instantly turned a little awkward.

Just a moment ago Ao Shun claimed Dan Heng couldn't be the Dragon Sovereign, and now the slap of reality came so fast that his front foot was confident while his back foot reversed.

The key is that, as dragons themselves, even separated by the light curtain they could feel Dan Heng's surging power at this moment.

Let alone saying the four Sea Dragon Kings together can't be beaten, just that glance makes it feel that even if the Heavenly Court deployed a hundred thousand celestial troops, they couldn't stop it… With this power, why fear the Heaven's destruction?

"Hahaha! This is the demeanor and power a Dragon Sovereign should have!" Seeing this grand scene, Ao Guang was delighted; though he knew Dan Heng was far away, seeing a peer from another realm wield such strength made his joy impossible to contain.

"Indeed, even in another world, our dragon race is strong! Hahaha—!"

——

"Hehe, little brat, you think only hunters can infiltrate the Immortal Boat?" Ren sneered at Yan Qing.

"Ugh!" Yan Qing clenched his jaws, and six flying swords erupted from behind him, snowing the sky: "Since that's the case, we must take you and him down together, leaving it to the General to judge!"

"I've heard of your infamy, Yin Yue Jun. I didn't expect that besides the Star Core Hunter, there's also a repeat offender sneaking into…"

"I have no intention of stirring trouble. I came to the Immortal Boat only to verify my friend's safety." Dan Heng calmly manipulated the stark black‑and‑white bead in his hand; as its luster reversed, the water of the Scale Abyss Realm seemed to come alive under Dan Heng's free command, easily blocking Yan Qing's flying swords.

That is precisely the Chi Ming Treasure, also the symbol of the Dragon Sovereign's status—the Heavy Abyss Pearl.

"Your sophistry can wait until you enter the deep prison," Yan Qing had no intention of hearing his defense, merely driving his flying swords to attack.

His stubbornness irritated Dan Heng a bit: "…Move aside!"

"Very good, very good, just like that!" Ren said with a meaning‑laden smile, "Yin Yue, you probably will never see your friends again… they are currently locked in a desperate battle."

"Shut up, you also don't think you can leave!" Yan Qing flicked a finger, and a flying sword thrust at Ren at an extremely sharp angle, cutting off his verbal interference.

"…Fine, then let's add more fire. Kafuka!" Ren was also in the mood.

"Hmm, Ah Ren, listen to me, release the 【Binding】." Kafuka's voice seemed to flip a deadly switch, and Ren swept his hand over the fragmented sword, blood instantly merging into the blade.

"Then, let's begin!" A flash of madness crossed Ren's eyes, "The other shore… annihilation!"

One sword slashed out, as if countless other‑worldly flowers fluttered across the sky; Yan Qing's countless sword‑qi, like meteors chasing the moon, were instantly scattered by Ren, losing more than half.

——

Everywhere is the staff dormitory.

"Whoa, this guy's brave, huh? This fighting style is reckless." Wang Ye and Zhang Chulan each held a bowl of Kang Shimu braised beef noodles, slurping while watching the sky, looking satisfied.

"His demonic yin body…" the junior uncle frowned; back then he and Senior Lu had faced the four wilds of the Whole Nature on Dragon Tiger Mountain, also walking their path. Had they abandoned the firm hold on the Foot Yin Liver and Hand Minor Yin Heart meridians, he might have quickly fallen into madness, nurturing a heart demon.

Kafuka's words were more like a convenient switch, allowing Ren to abandon the two meridians at any time, plunge into demonic yin, and let extreme madness and violence dominate body and mind.

But in this situation, it's the most injury‑prone; does that mean he…

The junior uncle, puzzled, suddenly saw the few sword scars on Ren's blade within the light curtain healing rapidly, flesh‑and‑blood qi flooding, giving him almost inexhaustible vigor.

"This…"

No matter how many times she watched, Zhang Lingyu still found it absurd.

Zhang Chulan, however, had long accepted the Immortal Boat people's outrageous constitution and watched with relish. Seeing Ren block Yan Qing's torrential sword‑qi with a single slash, he opened his mouth wide: "This… can this really be done?"

"Heh, what's that compared to?" Wang Ye curled his lip, "You haven't seen my master— the Cloud Dragon Taoist of Wudang. By his words… 'Sword‑qi is just another force,' and not only can he swing it away with a sword, he can also snatch it bare‑handed."