Chapter 665: Shark King

Only when Ye Wushuang walked onto it did he realize he had underestimated the disc’s size. It was large enough to hold hundreds of thousands of people!

Most of those standing on it were from the higher-ranking Sea Races, and every one of them was at least in the Yin Yang Realm!

In the center of the disc, directly beneath the sky-piercing pillar of water, was a square, tiered, elevated platform!

All the Sea Race members were gathered around the four sides of the platform, gazing at a bubble-like sphere of light floating in its center with looks of utter piety!

"Brother Ye, in the Three Thousand Seas, there are a known three thousand Sea Races. The vast majority of them are lower-ranking clans who are not permitted to set foot here. Only the Strong Races, like the Nine-Headed Sea Demon Race, the Mad Shark Clan, the Merfolk Race, the Turtle Race, and the Mermaid Clan—famous for their many beauties—are allowed."

Jiao Peng explained to Ye Wushuang.

When he mentioned the Mermaid Clan, the guy couldn’t hide his excitement!

He even turned his head, gave a suggestive smile, and said, "The beauties of the Mermaid Clan are all so vibrant and gorgeous. With Brother Ye’s dashing looks, you might just win the favor of a Mermaid Beauty!"

"Mermaid Beauty?"

That made Dongfang Youdi’s peach blossom eyes light up, and a lecherous smile spread across his face!

As for the others, they just shook their heads.

Ye Wushuang just smiled faintly. He didn’t look down on him; it was just a man’s nature. Besides, the Flood Dragon Clan was similar to the Dragon Race, and he understood their temperament all too well!

A short while later, led by Jiao Ming, Ye Wushuang and his group passed through the crowd of Sea Race members and arrived at the base of the high platform.

The Flood Dragon Clan was one of the Strong Races of the Three Thousand Seas. With a Pseudo-Saint like Jiao Ming presiding over them, they were ranked among the top ten.

And the Sea God’s sacrificial ceremony could not proceed without him.

As Ye Wushuang arrived, he could feel a venomous gaze strike him like a peerless Celestial Saber!

It came from the Mad Shark Clan. Ye Wushuang turned his head, and his gaze immediately locked onto Shaxuan General.

"Father, that’s the one. He’s the one who ruined your plan."

Shaxuan General turned to a ferocious-looking middle-aged man beside him and spoke, pointing at Ye Wushuang with a vicious glint in his eyes.

Hearing this, the Shark King turned his head and fixed his eyes on Ye Wushuang. A Saint’s pressure emanated from his ferocity, feeling as if the weight of the Three Thousand Sea Domains was pressing down on them.

The station of a Saint, even a Pseudo-Saint, came with an unparalleled sacred aura that no ordinary expert could withstand!

However, what made the Shark King’s eyes narrow was that Ye Wushuang stood with his hands behind his back, completely calm and unruffled. His expression didn’t flicker in the slightest, as if it had no effect on him at all!

The Shark King spoke, a hint of surprise in his voice, "This King seems to recall that outsiders are not permitted to set foot on the Dragon-Vomiting Jade Disc."

"Get down!"

Seeing this, Shaxuan General also barked out a cold order. His tone was commanding; he was determined to humiliate Ye Wushuang, to drive him off the platform in front of the countless Sea Race members and other outsiders.

"The Shark King is not wrong!" Hearing this, Jiao Peng’s expression darkened. He stepped forward and added, "However, the Shark King seems to have forgotten an unwritten rule. Any of the ten Strong Races may bring one person of their choosing onto the disc. This person is an honored guest of my Flood Dragon Clan and is receiving our highest courtesy. What’s wrong with him being here?"

With that, Jiao Peng turned to Shaxuan General and sneered, "And you. What right do you have to tell him to get down?"

"A junior, daring to speak to your elder like that? How insolent."

The Shark King’s eyes turned cold. A ferocious, bloodthirsty aura surged out of him like a violent wave, smashing fiercely into Jiao Peng and forcing him to stumble backward.

BOOM!

Ye Wushuang stepped forward and placed a hand on Jiao Peng’s body. The Majesty of the Emperor swept out, blocking the aura.

The two auras collided, swirling and transforming into a tornadic storm!

"What an audacious brat. Today is the Sea God’s sacrificial ceremony, yet you dare to make a move here. That is an act of disrespect toward the Sea God. This King will not spare you!"

Seeing Ye Wushuang take action, the Shark King’s killing intent flared even more intensely!

"You targeted my clan’s honored guest the moment you arrived, showing no respect whatsoever. You attacked at the slightest disagreement, and now you twist right and wrong in front of the Sea God. Truly worthy of the name Shark King!"

Jiao Ming arrived beside Jiao Peng, sneering as he stared at the Shark King.

Only then did the killing intent in the Shark King’s eyes recede. He sneered, "I heard before that Clan Leader Jiao was gravely injured. I thought you would have perished long ago. To think you’re still not dead... This King is truly surprised."

Jiao Ming said, "I’m touched by your concern, Shark King. This Seat had to hold on until the Sea God’s ceremony. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have even known my clan’s juniors were being bullied today."

"Hmph. I hope you can keep holding on!"

How could the Shark King not hear the sarcasm in Jiao Ming’s words? He shot back a cold remark. Unaware that Jiao Ming had already recovered, he had already made up his mind: once the Sea God’s ceremony was over, he would annihilate the Flood Dragon Clan!

"Alright, you two Clan Leaders. This is a trivial matter, not worth mentioning. Let’s proceed with the Sea God’s sacrificial ceremony. Missing the appointed hour would be the greatest disrespect to the Sea God."

On the other side, in front of the Nine-Headed Sea Demon Race, a stooped old man stepped out to smooth things over.

As he spoke, he smiled at Ye Wushuang and said, "Since this young friend is an honored guest of the Flood Dragon Clan, then he is also an honored guest of the Three Thousand Seas. It is only right that he stands here!"

This old man was precisely the oldest elder in the Three Thousand Seas, the old Clan Leader of the Nine-Headed Sea Demon Race, Hai Xu!

Seeing the old man’s smiling gaze, Ye Wushuang gave a slight nod.

"Let’s begin now."

Guii Qiancheng, the Clan Leader of the Turtle Race, also called out.

Only then did the Shark King, Jiao Ming, and the others retract their gazes and walk toward the high platform.

"That Shark King is just asking to be killed. If I get the chance, I’m definitely going to kill him." Dongfang Youdi’s peach blossom eyes narrowed as he stared fiercely.

"He’s a Pseudo-Saint Powerhouse. Go on, you kill him." Dongfang Wudi gave Dongfang Youdi a speechless glare. He was genuinely worried that one day his younger brother would really get himself killed.

Ye Wushuang remained silent, his eyes suddenly turning ice-cold as he stared at Shaxuan General.

It made Shaxuan General’s body stiffen, as if he had been targeted by something, and a chill washed over him.

"The ceremony begins! We call upon the Sea God!"

Moments later, the old man Hai Xu’s voice rang out, drawing countless eyes upward. Ten figures could be seen standing on the high platform, their arms outstretched as they chanted some secret sacrificial words!

Under the chanting, the bubble-like sphere of light underwent a massive transformation, erupting with a pillar of azure light.

This pillar of light didn’t shoot toward the Firmament; instead, it followed the water pillar below and shot into the seabed!

OMMM!

After about half a quarter-hour, the azure radiance of the bubble flared brightly as it rose into the air and expanded, casting an azure hue over everything.

Within the giant bubble, a miraculous vision appeared. On the surface of an azure sea stood a Divine Hall. Three Divine Texts were carved into a great door: "Sea God Hall"!

"Great and supreme Sea God, we thank you for your selfless protection!"

Instantly, all the Sea Race members knelt and kowtowed piously, also chanting the words of the ceremony!

The Sea God’s sacrificial ceremony didn’t end until a long time had passed.

From beginning to end, Ye Wushuang and his group just watched, utterly amazed by the vision within the bubble in the void!

"Kid, the Divine Power is hidden inside that Sea God Hall!"

The Dragon Cat spoke up to remind him.

Ye Wushuang’s gaze narrowed. He didn’t make a move, however. ’Seizing it won’t be that simple!’