Peerless War God

"Hand of the Sea God."    

He raised his right hand above his head and clenched it tightly. Suddenly, rays of blue light gathered in his palm and were tightly grasped by his hand.    

The water tornado that originally dissipated around Chen Xiao instantly reassembled into a blue hand. This hand was too big; it was at least 1000 feet wide. It almost occupied all of Chen Xiao's vision as it ruthlessly clawed at him.    

He had nowhere to run, so he was gripped tightly in his hand.    

After grabbing onto him, the gigantic and terrifying hand of the Sea God started to tighten, freeze, and trap Chen Xiao within.    

Looking from afar, it was as if he was being held in the palm of a giant hand that had grown out of thin air, and was unable to break free.    

"Everything is over. Genius cultivator of the human race, no matter how talented you are or how powerful your background is, no one can escape the restraining power of the Sea God's Hand deep under the sea." Mo Duo said coldly.    

If a human cultivator were to kill his two sons, he would definitely die, and this was just the beginning.    

The Sea race had already left the Divine Realm for far too long, so long that many humans had forgotten how powerful the Sea race was in the past, and how they once ruled over the entire Divine Realm.    

This time, the Divine Dragon Palace and the Sea Goddess Hall had joined hands. They had set up a trap for all human cultivators who dared to intrude into the Dragon Palace to be unable to return.    

"Go to hell, go down and die with my sons." Mo Duo roared.    

He raised the pitchfork with his right hand and started to gather his strength. Boundless blue light gathered on the pitchfork, and it became stronger and stronger, until it reached a peak. He threw the pitchfork towards Chen Xiao.    

This shot was too fast. It created a vacuum trajectory at a depth of 30,000 meters. In a flash, it disappeared from Mo Duo's hand!    

The next moment, he ruthlessly struck Chen Xiao, who was imprisoned by the Sea God's Hand.    

Boom!    

Countless ice shards were shattered, and the seawater trembled non-stop. The steel fork easily penetrated through the ice hand and stabbed into the seabed behind it, causing sand and dust to fill the air.    

Mo Duo waved his right hand and the trident slowly flew back. He coldly glanced at the dark red blood on the tip of the trident and nodded in satisfaction.    

He was confident that if his opponent couldn't dodge and was struck by the spear, he would die without a doubt.    

"My sons, rest in peace. The sea is your eternal home. Go, go back."    

Mo Duo immediately turned his head, and wanted to lead the horned dragon elite away.    

"Don't be in such a hurry to leave. Since you're already here, you can all stay."    

Suddenly, Chen Xiao's familiar voice sounded. Mo Duo turned around in shock and stared into the distance with an astonished expression.    

Chen Xiao floated in the air, his face was unusually rosy. His Demonic Dragon Transformation activated at the same time as his berserk mode activated. At this moment, his cultivation had already risen to the half-step into the realm of a Celestial Tribulation.    

He was dressed in a dragon scale's robe, but there was a bloody hole on the left side of his waist.    

Although he managed to avoid the fatal blow, the might of the spear strike from the steel trident was not to be underestimated.    

Even with the protection of the dragon scale, his divine body was still severely injured. If not for the protection of the dragon scale, his divine body would probably have been destroyed.    

The divine body and soul were the foundation of a cultivator. Once the divine body was destroyed, it could either be reformed or used up a tremendous amount of resources and time.    

The second method was to use a great technique that was deeply detested, directly using the soul to take over the divine bodies of other low level cultivators, and occupy a magpie's nest.    

Although this method was simple and crude, it would bring about endless problems in the future. The soul was unable to perfectly match the other divine bodies, so regardless of strength or potential, it would be greatly limited.    

Fortunately, with Qing Feng, the divine spirit of the Flood Dragon Spirit, the dragon scale's defense had increased by at least fifty percent. Only then did the divine body be preserved, and it was only severely injured.    

In this sort of situation, even if he wanted to run, his speed would be greatly reduced because of his injuries. It would be very difficult for him to escape, so he could only fight.    

In the end, he was still too careless. Chen Xiao originally thought that the opponent used the Water Dragon Whip as a test, but in reality, it was just a feint.    

Caught off guard, he was caught by the big hand.    

Fortunately, he had activated the Berserk Demon Dragon Transformation at the last moment, causing his strength to skyrocket. In addition to that, he also used the Teleportation Technique to evade the fatal attack, forcing him some distance away.    

Seeing that Chen Xiao was only seriously injured but not dead, Mo Duo was stunned for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure and said lightly, "Human cultivator, you are not bad, but that's it. Let's call it a day. I don't have the time to waste time with you here."    

As the commander of the Flood Dragon Clan, he had the qualifications to do so.    

Ever since he was born, he had only been half a step away from becoming an Immortal.    

There were countless geniuses and experts on this path, and there were also foreign races among them. They were all crushed by him.    

In his eyes, the human before him was as insignificant as an insect. If the human had not killed his two sons, he would not have had the will to do so.    

It was just that in order to take revenge with his own hands and vent his anger, he had proposed a seemingly fair one-on-one duel.    

This was the ruins of a dragon palace, a deep sea, and a sea. It took up a lot of space here, so killing a Lone Mantis was much easier than crushing a bug.    

He coldly glanced at Chen Xiao as if he was looking at a dead body and ordered, "Go, kill him."    

After issuing this order, he didn't even bother to take a second look. He turned around and flew off into the distance.    

Mo Duo thought that if he were to be besieged by a hundred or so of the elite of the Wyrm Tribe, the other party would definitely not be able to survive.    

Hearing the order, the elite of the Mojiao clan rubbed their fists and wiped their palms. Their figures all exploded as they raised the steel forks in their hands and rushed towards Chen Xiao.    

At this time, the remaining two flood dragons of the four remaining vicious beasts also joined the group. They suddenly remembered the strange deaths of their two brothers and began to remind them.    

"Everyone, be careful. This person has a magic treasure capable of attacking souls."    

"Attack the soul?" "He's just a mere Human, how could he have such a great treasure?"    

"That's right. If we attack him together, he will definitely die."    

The many elite from the Flood Dragon Clan obviously didn't take this warning to heart.    

"A magic treasure that can attack the soul?"    

In the distance, Mo Duo, who was about to leave, paused for a moment and frowned. His eyes became excited. Did the other party really have such a treasure?    

He hadn't taken it seriously before, but now he was interested.    

It had to be known that magic treasures that could directly attack the souls of living beings were incomparably rare. Even if one searched the entire Divine Realm, they might not even be able to find a few.    

Therefore, when his two sons had reported the matter to him earlier, he had not believed that an insignificant human cultivator could possess such a precious treasure.    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]