Chapter 2590: Where is the Sea God?

The plan is going so smoothly, it far exceeds imagination.

Earlier, to be safe, these Heavenly Spirit Tribe elders made many preparations, fearing the Human Race would notice something and then how to respond.

But now it seems the Human Race is truly stupid, not even noticing the slightest abnormality.

However, this is good news for the Heavenly Spirit Tribe—the dumber the Human Race, the better for them, with no trouble.

After confirming there was no major problem, two of the elders spoke up.

"You stay here and guard; we'll go contact the Sea God."

"Alright, be quick; delays could bring changes."

"Understood."

Immediately, those two Heavenly Spirit Tribe elders left unnoticed, heading to contact the Sea God to fetch the offering.

Yet no one noticed the two elders' departure.

Who would pay attention to what the Heavenly Spirit Tribe elders are doing? It's just not what those few elders said.

On the Human Race side, it's not that no one noticed the problem; quite the opposite, many felt something was off—speaking of nothing else, this "viewing platform" is extremely suspicious.

The reason nobody shows it is entirely because Huang Lao and Ye Zhangqing are sitting in the front row.

Upon seeing Huang Lao and Ye Zhangqing seated in the front row, everyone harbored doubts in their hearts.

But since neither Huang Lao nor Young Master Ye said anything, and they didn't feel there was a problem, it must be fine.

This is pure, blind trust.

Huang Lao and Ye Zhangqing enjoy such high prestige among the people that they would rather trust their judgment than question their own suspicions.

Precisely for this reason, the people cooperate, making those Heavenly Spirit Tribe elders feel the plan is proceeding extremely smoothly.

Unfortunately, those Heavenly Spirit Tribe elders know nothing of this.

At this moment, the two Heavenly Spirit Tribe elders hurried back to the main hall.

They immediately employed a secret art to contact the Sea God.

Not knowing how long they can keep the Human Race at bay, the Sea God's arrival the sooner the better, lest something unexpected happen in between.

This step should have been problem-free; after all, contacting the Sea God is so simple—what reason could there be for failure?

Yet, as these two Heavenly Spirit Tribe elders performed the secret art to contact the Sea God, they received no response for a long time.

The light curtain at the center of the main hall had clearly formed, but it remained a dull gray, with no response from the other side.

"Strange, my god hasn't sensed anything?"

One elder spoke dubiously; hearing that, the other elder frowned tightly and gritted his teeth, saying:

"Wait a bit longer; this has happened before—perhaps my god is occupied."

"Wait???"

Upon hearing that, the elder who spoke first darkened in expression.

"What the hell time is it, and we're still waiting? What's wrong with my god—I don't know what's more important."

"You're the ones who need the offering, and you're the ones who can't get through now."

"We've brought you tens of thousands of people, just sitting there on the altar, but now we can't contact the Sea God."

As time passed, the two Heavenly Spirit Tribe elders' faces grew uglier, and their mood grew heavier.

After all, every minute of delay adds another variable.

Who knows when the Human Race will catch on—what will we do then? What will the Heavenly Spirit Tribe use to block them?

"Try once more."

One of the Heavenly Spirit Tribe elders gritted his teeth and spoke.

Upon hearing that, the other elder nodded as well, and the two again formed the hand seals, continuing to try to contact the Sea God.

Unfortunately, just as before, the light curtain at the hall's center formed successfully, but there was utterly no response from the other side, like a stone sinking into the sea.

"Damn it, where did it go?"

The two elders gritted their teeth angrily, "What kind of joke is this? At this point, you've screwed up!"

The step least likely to go wrong has gone wrong—and it's a big problem.

At this moment, not only those two Heavenly Spirit Tribe elders inside the hall, but other Heavenly Spirit Tribe elders outside also wear strange expressions.

"How come there's still no movement?"

"No, wasn't it agreed upon earlier?"

"It's almost been half a Shíchén; according to our prior arrangement with the Sea God, it should have arrived by now."

"The Sea God should have been waiting nearby beforehand; as soon as the Heavenly Spirit Tribe side sends a signal, the Sea God must act immediately."

"Not giving the Human Race any chance to react, directly capturing them—that's the proper procedure."

"Logically, the Sea God should arrive within fifteen minutes, but now it's almost half a Shíchén and we haven't even seen a shadow—this is outrageous."

"What are those two up to?"

"I'll go check."

"Yeah, go quickly."

The several elders who had been waiting couldn't hold back any longer; one of them silently rushed to the hall.

He wanted to see what those two had been doing all this time—still not having contacted the Sea God?

He rushed to the Heavenly Spirit Tribe hall at breakneck speed, flung the door open, and at a glance saw the two elders seated cross-legged on the stone platform in the hall; the light curtain for contacting the Sea God at the hall's center had also formed.

But it was just a dull gray, clearly indicating they hadn't yet contacted the Sea God.

Seeing this, the elder who had hurried over frowned and asked irritably:

"What's going on with you? It's almost half a Shíchén and you still haven't contacted my god?"

"Such a simple thing to do with a hand gesture—what are these two doing, dawdling for almost half a Shíchén and still not getting it done?"

Regarding this, the two Heavenly Spirit Tribe elders also looked helpless, turning their heads to look at that elder and said.

"We can't get in touch."

"We can't get in touch?"

"Yeah, the Sea God's side has absolutely no response; we've tried several times."

"Huh???"

Upon hearing this, the Heavenly Spirit Tribe elder who had rushed over was dumbfounded—what do we do if we can't contact them? There are still so many Human Race outside.

But looking at their expressions, it's clearly not a joke; both are sweating from anxiety, obviously having tried everything but to no avail.

"Let's try together."

Gritting his teeth, this elder also sat on a stone platform; the three Heavenly Spirit Tribe elders simultaneously formed hand seals and began contacting the Sea God.

However, the result remained the same, with no change whatsoever; the Sea God on the other side of the light curtain was as if dead, giving no response at all.

That hand seal, once cast, was like a mud ox entering the sea—there was absolutely no response.

"Damn it................"

One elder couldn't hold back any longer, shouting angrily, "What the hell are these Sea Gods doing?"

What the three didn't know was that the inability to contact these Sea Gods wasn't due to any other reason—they were indeed dead.

Being dead, it's naturally impossible to have a response; moreover, their corpses are still in Ye Zhangqing's Space Ring.