Chapter 125 The Demon Whale Sea
Several days later.
The Flying Fish finally entered the terrifying waters of the Demon Whale Sea.
The sky here was gray and gloomy; not even a ray of sunlight could penetrate it.
The seawater was a deep, dark blue, sending chills down one's spine, as if there were an endless abyss at the bottom of the sea.
Moreover, apart from the sound of the waves, the surroundings were eerily quiet.
At this moment, on the deck of the Flying Fish, the two crew members looked around nervously, afraid that something might suddenly jump out from the deep sea.
Su Mo stood at the bow of the ship, his hands behind his back, the sea breeze rustling his robes.
His gaze calmly swept across the sea ahead.
This composure stood in stark contrast to the fear of the two crew members.
"Let's stop here and stop the boat," Su Mo said calmly.
"Yes, sir." The two men quickly brought the boat to a stop on the sea, secretly relieved.
It seemed that this mysterious figure had no intention of venturing deeper into the Demon Whale Sea.
At that moment, Su Mo's figure rose into the air without relying on any external object.
Upon seeing this, the two crew members' pupils dilated in shock, and their expressions were as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight, their mouths agape as if they could fit an egg in them.
"He... he... he..." a crew member stammered. "He... he can actually fly?"
"A Title Douluo..." another crew member's voice trembled. "Such a young Title Douluo... How is this possible?!"
The two looked at each other, both seeing disbelief in each other's eyes.
Only then did they truly understand what kind of being Captain Elke had provoked.
Robbing a Title Douluo?
Isn't this like trying to light a lantern in an outhouse?
Just then, Su Mo, who was in mid-air, spoke up: "Deep Sea Demon Whale King, come out and face your death!"
His voice, imbued with powerful soul energy, boomed like thunder from the heavens above the Demon Whale Sea.
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the two crew members on deck changed drastically.
"What... what did he just say? He told the Deep Sea Demon Whale King to come out and die?"
"Could he be here to hunt down the Deep Sea Demon Whale King?"
"He's gone mad... He must be mad. That's a 100,000-year-old soul beast, and this is at sea. The power of the demonic whale will be even more terrifying."
They desperately wanted to escape this sea area, but because of Su Mo's presence, they dared not make any rash moves.
Su Mo ignored their reactions, simply hovering quietly in mid-air, hands behind his back, his gaze calmly fixed on the sea below.
Suddenly, something unexpected happened!
The once-calm sea began to churn violently, and the Flying Fish rocked violently in the waves.
The two crew members were rocked so badly they clung tightly to whatever was beside them to avoid being thrown into the deep sea.
The next moment, a huge black shadow slowly rose from the deep sea.
The shadow was so large it defied description, almost completely obscuring Su Mo's field of vision.
The once deep-blue seawater turned pitch black at that moment.
Immediately afterward, a dense aura of malevolence swept out.
The aura was cold and violent, carrying a terrifying pressure that instantly enveloped the entire sea area.
The next moment, an angry roar came from the depths of the sea:
"Human, how dare you trespass into my territory and provoke me!"
Suddenly, a huge gash appeared in the sea.
The Deep Sea Demon Whale King broke through the water.
Its entire body was sapphire-blue in color, and its body was two hundred meters long. The part above the sea was like a small island. Its head had two huge eyes, each with a diameter of more than three meters.
Its enormous body created waves tens of meters high when it emerged from the water.
Faced with this catastrophic wave, the Flying Fish was as fragile as a withered boat and was capsized.
The two crew members then plunged into the cold, deep sea, where even the best swimming skills were of no use.
The two struggled desperately, flailing their hands wildly across the water, their bodies sometimes lifted up and sometimes swallowed by the waves.
They desperately raised their heads, casting their hopeless gazes at Su Mo suspended in mid-air, and with their last ounce of strength cried out for help in hoarse voices:
"Sir, please help us! Please save us!"
"Please, sir, we don't want to die!"
However, Su Mo ignored their cries for help.
Because from the very beginning, he never intended to let those two people go.
He only needed someone to pilot the Flying Fish and take him to the Demon Whale Sea so that they could live temporarily.
Now that the ship had arrived, they had lost their last value.
If they dared to harbor ill intentions toward him, they had to be prepared to pay the price.
The price to pay was their lives.
At this moment, Su Mo slightly raised his right hand.
The Asura Demon Sword martial spirit materialized, and eight soul rings lit up around his body in sequence.
Immediately afterward, a pair of black-and-gold wings appeared behind him.
The moment his wings unfurled, all of his attributes were greatly enhanced.
On the sea surface, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King slowly narrowed its remaining right eye, its gaze falling on the eight soul rings beneath Su Mo's feet. A hint of surprise flashed in its pupil.
This soul ring configuration was truly astonishing.
In the vast span of hundreds of thousands of years, it had never seen any human with such a combination of soul rings.
But that surprise was fleeting, quickly replaced by intense disdain and mockery.
So what if he's a genius?
He's just a greenhorn who hasn't even fully stepped into the ranks of Title Douluo.
It said coldly, "Human, judging from your soul ring configuration and soul power level... Heh, you wouldn't be planning to hunt me down as your ninth soul ring, would you?"
"If that's the case, then you're incredibly naive!"
The Deep Sea Demon Whale King paused, then its mockery deepened:
"Most outsiders think that I am only at the level of 100,000 years old."
"Little do they know, I have already reached a level close to a million years due to my powerful devouring ability."
"You, a mere eighth-ring human, dare to spout such nonsense before this king? You truly don't know the meaning of death!"
Upon hearing this, Su Mo's face remained expressionless, and he did not respond to the Deep Sea Demon Whale King.
His first and second soul rings lit up one after the other.
"First Soul Skill, Asura Blood Fiend!"
"Second Soul Skill, Asura Blood Armor!"
In an instant, his speed, strength, attack, and defense doubled, and his aura surged.
Immediately afterward, his eighth soul ring lit up.
"Eighth Soul Skill, Asura's Judgment!"
With a flick of his wrist, Su Mo held the Asura Demon Sword upright in front of him, its tip pointing straight at the sky.
A blood-red giant sword instantly materialized in the sky behind him.
The sword was dozens of feet long, surrounded by a red glow, and exuded a chilling aura.
Suddenly, Su Mo thrust out the Asura Demon Sword in his hand.
The crimson giant sword above his head moved accordingly, transforming into a crimson streak of light that tore through the sky and slammed toward the massive body of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King.
The crimson streak moved with incredible speed, striking the massive, mountain-like body of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King in the blink of an eye.
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