Chapter 834: Chapter 88 Is This Not a Deity?
Humans to sea beasts are as chicks to boulders.
The enormous difference in size made even the uncontrolled sea beasts a dangerous existence.
Jiang Wang streaked through the air like a beam of light, his attacks never ceasing, yet the sea beast did not die; it merely kept howling and raging.
After all, considering only the body of the Lovesickness Sword, even if it were completely driven into the wound of the sea beast, it probably would not be as large as the gap in a human’s fingernail.
Wounded, yet hard to kill.
If it were only Jiang Wang battling this sea beast, he had enough patience to wait for the sea beast to slowly die.
But now, there were ships around, and people who had fallen into the sea; in the midst of the fierce battle, he could not protect each one.
The only choice was to resolve it quickly.
At this moment, Jiang Wang stepped on the Shattered Green Clouds, passing through the chaotic tentacles and dense ice spears, and reached atop the huge sea beast’s head, then stomped down!
The thick layer of fat acted as natural armor; when Jiang Wang’s foot pressed down, it was like sinking into a vortex, his force having nowhere to exert itself.
Fortunately, he lacked any sophisticated leg techniques and did not intend to kick the sea beast to death directly.
The true assault was not here.
About a thousand Soul Stealth Snakes surged out from the depths of the Inner Mansion and drilled directly into the sea beast’s sea of consciousness.
Its flesh body was indeed strong, but judging by its mental capacity, the spirit might be fragile.
Through the perspective of the Soul Stealth Snake, Jiang Wang immediately saw a desolate, decaying, and mud-like space.
In this decaying space, an atmosphere of decay pervaded everywhere, as if it were on the verge of collapse, completely unlike the sea beast’s flesh body which was full of endless vitality.
In the center of the "mud pit," there was a small lonely island.
The sea beast’s spirit was curled up there.
In comparison to its gigantic size, its spirit appeared much "thinner," perhaps also a manifestation of its frailty.
A broken small flag lay at its feet.
On that flag, there was a "ban" character, written by Qi Wen.
Qi Wen had amalgamated Yangwen and the scripts of several other countries, gradually evolving over a long period into its current form. As the influence of Qi Country expanded, it slowly became the common script of the Eastern Region.
Even though the Diao Hai Building was not on good terms with Qi Country and was very wary, insisting on promoting its Dragon Coin in the Near Sea Archipelago had achieved certain effects. However, in terms of script, Qi Wen was still more widely accepted by everyone.
It was merely a matter of national power. After all, across the entire world, which country’s script could be as widespread as Jing Wen? After all, that was the script closest to Dao Script, known as the most orthodox and sacred.
Seeing this flag, Jiang Wang could roughly guess. This flag was key to taming the sea beast, and it was the degradation of this flag that led to the uncontrollable behavior of the sea beast.
But properly speaking, why would the banishment flag be damaged? Routinely checking the banishment flag was an absolute necessity. The sect that raised sea beasts should not have overlooked this.
Thinking this, the dense black stealth snakes quickly crossed the mud pit, heading toward the central small lonely island.
At this delicate moment, for some reason, a fantastical image suddenly flashed through Jiang Wang’s mind—
Rich and vibrant, it was his vast Heaven and Earth Lonely Island, floating on the boundless Five Mansions Sea. Everything thrived, filled with hope. However, suddenly from beneath the sea... a huge terrifying shadow was cast!
This image flashed by in an instant, like a fleeting ray of light, as if it had never existed.
On the small lonely island in the mud pit, facing the approaching dense crowd of stealth snakes, the frail sea beast spirit shrunk into a ball.
All three eyes tightly closed, the eight tentacles tightly wound around itself, clearly terrified.
Compared to its flesh body, the sea beast’s spirit appeared delicate and fragile, its pitiable appearance entirely lacking the ferocity of the outer body, inadvertently arousing pity.
It might also have its miseries... being restricted, against its will. Jiang Wang thought to himself.
But the group of stealth snakes did not hesitate; they swarmed up and engulfed it.
The high mound of stealth snakes shook slightly a couple of times, then fell still.
That was the final struggle of the sea beast’s spirit.
It was too easy.
A Soul Stealth Snake that had stayed on the perimeter and not joined the fray suddenly rose on the spot.
Not until this moment did Jiang Wang’s spirit materialize. He glanced briefly at the tattered command banner, touching nor approaching it.
His spirit dissipated in this desolate and dilapidated space, and the dense swarm of Soul Stealth Snakes scattered, returning to their "homeland."
After the "carnival," there was a mess.
Only the torn fragments of the Sea Beast’s spirit remained, quietly scattered here.
And to those witnessing this battle, they saw only the youth leaping through the air with his sword, swiftly dodging to the left and right, first severing the Sea Beast’s tentacles, then smashing its eyes, and finally stomping down...
The clash of spirits within the mindscape was unseen by anyone.
Yet that several-story-high, raging beast that whipped up stormy waves suddenly and thunderously collapsed!
Splashing up waves dozens of meters high.
Is this not a deity?
But Jiang Wang had no time to admire the spectacular sight of the giant Sea Beast collapsing; with a tap of his toes, he had already left the top of the Sea Beast’s head.
He soared through the air, grabbed a person who had fallen into the water, casually swung him, and with a clever force, softly landed him on the deck. Then, stepping through mid-air, he moved to another struggling person.
This entire scene seemed to be in slow motion.
The young swordsman dodged left and right as if strolling in a leisure garden, yet with each step, he saved a person. He did so with such artistic ease that behind him, the fall of the giant Sea Beast became a magnificent backdrop that everyone could not forget.
"Damn it, I could brag for a lifetime!" Old Zhao, who had hurried to the cabin deck and had watched the entire battle lying flat on the deck, muttered to himself, unable to smooth out the shock he felt inside.
He had witnessed fights involving Transcendent Cultivators before, but out-of-control Sea Beasts were rare. The last time a Sea Beast from the Yu Chan Sect went out of control, he had only heard about it through the grapevine.
Witnessing a battle between a Transcendent Cultivator and a Sea Beast firsthand was his first time.
It was only at this moment that he suddenly felt the power behind the word "Transcendent."
It was not about power or status, not about being above others, not about being a superior.
All these were possessed by Transcendent Cultivators, but they were too superficial, too frivolous.
Not as deep, not as weighty as what was before his eyes.
"What are you thinking about, Uncle Zhao?" Jiang Wang landed on the deck and smiled at him from in front of him.
His smile was as affable as before.
"Ah? Ah!"
It took Old Zhao a moment to come to his senses, realizing they were completely safe.
He quickly scrambled up from the deck.
The brawny man suddenly became somewhat sheepish: "Nothing, nothing."
"Look at you, being such a coward, even worse than a woman!" Old Zhao’s friend crawled out from the cabin, very aggressively cursing, yet the vomit at the corner of his mouth wasn’t even cleaned off.
Old Zhao suddenly became indignant: "Coward? I was the first to rush out to fight the Sea Beast, where were you then?"
"Fight? Hahaha..." Old Zhao’s friend burst into laughter. "Fighting while lying on the ground? Do you think you’re in a brothel?"
Those who make their living traveling often have this kind of unclean talk.
Jiang Wang didn’t mind, just gazing into the distance.
Further away, some silhouettes were flying here, presumably Transcendent Cultivators from Youxia Island, here to deal with the out-of-control Sea Beast.
But their arrival at this moment seemed somewhat delayed.
If it hadn’t been for Jiang Wang, the ship under his feet clearly wouldn’t have lasted until their arrival.
