Everyone gasped in unison, their eyes filled with shock.
The cold-faced youth said, "The Netherworld Chain is connected to the underlying logic of your soul. Even with high-dimensional spatial shielding, it's impossible to completely sever the signal! How could the connection have disappeared? Could it be..."
He swallowed hard, not daring to utter the rest of his sentence.
Could it be that even that unfathomable young man from the present world who has repeatedly created miracles is no match for the Sea God?
His health bar has been completely depleted by Mr. Duan, and he has been wiped out along with the Netherworld Chain.
"No...it's hard to say." Old Mo forced down his panic and shook his head repeatedly in denial. "The disappearance of the Sea Chain's sensation does not necessarily mean that the young man has perished. The Sea God's stomach is an absolutely isolated copy space, and Mr. Duan's high-dimensional laws are extremely domineering. If he were forcibly swallowed, the data flow at the system's bottom layer would be completely cut off, which would also isolate my senses."
"Swallowed into its stomach?" The burly man's eyes widened as he gripped the ship's railings anxiously, squeezing the steel bars until they were deformed. "Then he's probably in grave danger! Inside that monster's stomach, there's not even a foothold, and the surrounding area is filled with the laws of corrosion. How are we supposed to fight him?"
The burly man grew increasingly anxious. He turned around and planted the harpoon on the deck: "No, I can't just watch him die down there! If he dies, Mr. Duan will get the Sea God's essence, and we'll all be doomed! Maybe I should go down and take a look. I'll risk my life to tear a hole in him from the outside!"
"Are you crazy!" The cold-blooded youth grabbed the burly man's arm and shouted sharply, "There's high-dimensional death energy and spatial fragments down there right now. Even that young man couldn't break through that monster's armor. You haven't even touched the threshold of quasi-god level. Going down there won't even last a second; it'll just be suicide!"
"We can't just sit here and wait!" the burly man roared, trying to break free from the young man's grasp.
"Enough!"
Old Master Mo shouted sharply, his voice carrying a chilling intensity, forcefully interrupting the argument.
"Don't be impulsive! Going down now will not only fail to help him, but will also be a pointless death, becoming nourishment for that monster!" Old Mo stared at the sea. "Since he is a variable in this world, he will never fall so easily!"
The crowd was stunned by Elder Mo's angry shout and gritted their teeth to quiet down.
However, at that moment...
rumble--!
A deep, violent roar came from the Black Sea.
The sound was initially faint, like some enormous creature crashing against the earth's crust from the deepest part of the ocean. But just a few seconds later, the sound amplified exponentially, becoming deafening.
The entire sea surface began to boil violently without warning!
Glug glug!
Countless bubbles, each over a hundred meters in diameter, surged from the seabed and burst one after another on the surface, releasing a strong, pungent smell of blood and a black death aura powerful enough to instantly kill low-level professionals.
The already churning waves began to rotate in the opposite direction, defying the laws of physics. Directly beneath the small boat, the seawater was forcibly sucked out, forming a terrifying black whirlpool with a diameter exceeding tens of kilometers.
The small boat was violently tossed about at the edge of the whirlpool, in danger of being pulled into the abyss.
"What...what's going on? What happened at the bottom of the sea?!" The alluring woman screamed in terror, clinging to the mast, her face deathly pale.
The cold-blooded young man stared at the black vortex below, his legs trembling uncontrollably. The danger alarm on the system panel was flashing red light at the highest frequency.
Old Mo stared at the churning seawater, his facial muscles twitching violently.
At the center of that abyss vortex, he felt a terrifying pressure rising rapidly, surpassing the entire mortal world.
He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence, word by word:
"It's the sea god..."
"It's coming out!"
"rumble--!"
The black whirlpool on the sea surface expanded wildly, accompanied by a deafening roar, and the seawater in the depths of the Atlantic Ocean was forcefully parted to both sides.
At the heart of that deep whirlpool, a gigantic, indescribably deformed head, accompanied by a torrent of surging seawater, burst forth from the surface!
It was the head of a deep-sea catfish. Its mountain-like body rose to the surface, water cascading down its black, barbed scales like a waterfall, creating waves tens of meters high. The monster's upper body floated on the sea, blocking out the light overhead and casting a huge shadow.
The small boat rocked violently in the huge waves, tilting and bobbing.
"This...this is the true form of the Sea God?"
The burly man slammed the steel harpoon in his hand onto the deck with a clang. His legs went weak, and he slumped down, leaning on the gunwale.
The cold-blooded young man gripped the railing, his nails digging into the wood, his eyes wide and his teeth chattering: "This is... this is outrageous... the stats on this body have definitely exceeded the system's display limit!"
The alluring woman collapsed on the deck, muttering to herself, "It's hopeless... Against a dimensional monster of this size, our skills and spells aren't even enough to tickle it. Escape... Where can we escape to?"
Before this colossal beast emanating a dense, high-dimensional aura of death, the levels and foundations of the powerful figures from the old era became a joke. Forget about resistance; they didn't even have the strength to mobilize their mana to unleash a movement skill and escape. The overwhelming elemental advantage shattered their will to fight.
Mo Lao slapped his withered hand on the control panel.
"Calm down, all of you!"
Elder Mo lowered his voice, his tone authoritative: "Don't be nervous! Conceal all your outward-emitting magical power! It can't sense our presence!"
"Can't sense it?" The younger of the twin burly men swallowed hard, his voice trembling as he asked, "Old Mo, you're not joking, are you? At such close range, its sensing range covers hundreds of kilometers!"
Old Mo stared at the fleshy island ahead and explained in a deep voice, "This flatboat is engraved with the most advanced concealment formation in the Seventh World. As long as we don't actively release skills to generate aggro, in its eyes, we are nothing more than a lifeless reef. Moreover, if you look closely, its attention is not on us at all!"
Upon hearing this, everyone followed Elder Mo's gaze.
Just as Master Mo said, the one remaining intact blood-red eye of this enormous deep-sea beast, as large as a mountain, did not scan the flat boat on the sea, but stared at the gray sky.
"roar--!!!"
The next second, the giant beast raised its deformed head and let out a roar that resonated throughout the heavens and earth!
The roar contained a chilling primal power, and the sound waves transformed into visible black ripples, shattering the purplish-red heavenly punishment thunderclouds that were still brewing in the sky.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the behemoth opened its enormous, abyss-like maw.
"Buzz—!"
A domineering suction force, defying the judgment of the current physics engine, erupted from its huge mouth!
Its enormous mouth transformed into a bottomless black hole, frantically devouring everything around it. Seawater, air, and the surrounding free elemental energy were all torn apart by this force, turning into a massive waterspout that surged into the depths of its throat.
