The Lord of Raging Waves Island had good reason to be cautious. That being, who could be considered the shadow of his childhood, was indeed an undefeated symbol in the overseas lands.

He was willing to lead the way, guiding the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox and the human powerhouse to Demon God Island, harboring the mindset that “giving it a try” wouldn’t hurt—it wasn’t as if exploration was mandatory.

The silver-haired demon beauty said with a smile, “You may leave!”

After all, the归墟 (Guixu) lay ahead, and they no longer needed a guide.

Should I leave? The Lord of Raging Waves Island was tempted but then noticed that although the Merfolk Queen’s delicate face had turned pale, appearing like a frightened fragile beauty, she showed no signs of retreating.

Seeing his gaze, Zhenzhu said in a soft voice, “There’s no harm in taking a look. At worst, we can keep our distance.”

The towering dragon-man hesitated for a moment before saying in a low voice, “I… I’ll go take a look too…”

He was still unwilling to give up, wanting to see Demon God Island again.

Raging Waves believed that neither the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox nor the human powerhouse were mindlessly arrogant individuals. No transcendent expert was a fool, and their refusal to retreat was likely because they wanted to witness this so-called “Demon God Island” for themselves.

“We cannot allow Huang to return to his peak. Otherwise, the situation Great Feng faces in the future will become even more dire, dire enough to drive one to despair.”

The Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox brushed aside her hanging bangs, her flawlessly beautiful face showing rare seriousness instead of her usual alluring demeanor.

“Let’s enter the island first!” Xu Qi An replied concisely.

He certainly knew they couldn’t allow “Huang” to return to his peak, but the problem was that with his current battle prowess, even with the Nine-Tailed Fox’s help, they couldn’t possibly match Huang.

The Merfolk Queen and the Lord of Raging Waves Island could only serve as icing on the cake, unable to become forces capable of counterbalancing Huang.

The Nine-Tailed Fox nodded, then transmitted her thoughts: “Don’t forget, the Supervisor is also here.”

She had noticed Xu Qi An’s gravity and slight pessimism.

I know the Supervisor is here, but you can’t bet everything on him—you don’t even know what he’s planning… Xu Qi An exhaled, swallowing back his words.

Because he too felt it wouldn’t hurt to trust the Supervisor.

Of course, this didn’t mean he was placing all his bets on the Supervisor. If the old fellow were truly omnipotent, he wouldn’t have been sealed within Huang’s horn. Xu Qi An just thought that with the Supervisor present, it wouldn’t hurt to risk landing on the island.

It was worth trying.

Having to face Huang before even ascending to Half-Step Divine Warrior, what rotten luck… Xu Qi An thought to himself, “Aren’t I supposed to be the protagonist with blessed fortune? Is this some kind of joke?”

“The Dark Horse is cunning and base by nature, most adept at following the wind. I’m not surprised it would submit to that being. The Dragon Whale possesses naturally tremendous strength, is brave and battle-loving, and is fierce in temperament. Though we are of the same realm, it is still several degrees stronger than me.”

“As for the Flame Bird, it shouldn’t have submitted to that one. The sky is so vast—it could have flown far away rather than submitting to a stronger being unless that one promised them corresponding benefits.”

The Lord of Raging Waves Island analyzed the situation conscientiously but found that whether it was the Merfolk Queen, Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox, or the human male, they all appeared disinterested.

He fell silent, joining them in their quietude.

The ship continued advancing southward, maintaining its speed. After half an hour, a coastline appeared ahead, stretching as far as the eye could see.

Judging by sight alone, this was undoubtedly a continent.

The Lord of Raging Waves Island said in a deep voice, “This is the Demon God Island that emerged from the Guixu. It has blocked the Guixu, preventing seawater from flowing in.”

This can’t even be called an island anymore… Xu Qi An internally complained, his gaze naturally drawn to the Demon God Island.

This continent was shrouded in a thin layer of mist, and from within these fog-like depths of time, a hundred-zhang-tall six-armed giant emerged.

The giant’s dark blue-black skin was covered in bizarre patterns, its muscles bulging yet with incredibly fluid lines, giving an immediate impression of unmatched combat prowess.

Its face was exceptionally fierce, with two slightly curved fangs protruding from its mouth corners, and protruding blood-red eyes.

After walking along the shore for a moment, it turned and returned to the continent’s depths, disappearing from Xu Qi An’s view.

Throughout the entire process, it remained utterly silent, completely indifferent to the situation outside the island, as if it hadn’t noticed anything.

So there are demon gods, but the situation doesn’t seem right… Can’t tell if these demon gods are illusions or real yet—we’ll only know after landing on the island… Xu Qi An mused while withdrawing his gaze, turning instead to examine the two opposing sides outside Demon God Island.

A horse-like monster, nearly ten zhang long and three zhang tall stood quietly on the water’s surface.

It was completely black, its form not too different from a horse, but with a single horn on its head and a long snake’s tail behind its haunches. Its long neck had no mane, replaced instead by fish-like gills.

Its eyes were golden vertical pupils, sharp and cold like a snake’s, fixed intently on the transcendent expert opposite.

The Dark Horse!

To the Dark Horse’s left, Xu Qi An vaguely saw a massive backbone surfacing from the sea, like a raised earthen mound covered in black scales.

The Dragon Whale!

The seawater around the Dark Horse and Dragon Whale had a faint blood-red tinge, stained by the blood of unknown creatures.

These must be the demon god descendants that the Grand Elder Spiritual Turtle mentioned—those killed by Huang or jointly eliminated by the three lackeys.

Facing these two transcendent creatures were roughly a hundred scattered demon god descendants of varying strength levels. Xu Qi An squinted as he surveyed them, noting only six transcendent-realm demon god descendants among them.

Of course, he couldn’t sense how many might be beneath the water’s surface.

“Dark Horse, you serve that madman, willing to be His claws! Have you forgotten how your ancestors died?” A transcendent-realm demon god descendant berated from a great distance.

Demon god descendants who could reach the transcendent realm generally had very pure bloodlines and tracing back one or two generations, they were basically all Second Grade, with a rare few even being First Grade.

In other words, today’s overseas transcendent-realm demon god descendants all had blood feuds with Huang for killing their fathers or grandfathers.

The pitch-black Dark Horse snorted, raising its long neck to look down upon the crowd of demon god descendants, speaking arrogantly: “Since the beginning of heaven and earth, the strong ruling over the weak has been an unchanging law. If you can defeat me, you can make me submit to you as well. If you cannot, then quickly retreat. The Master doesn’t kill you because you’re not worth His attention.”

“But if you continue to linger outside the Guixu, once Master returns, I’ll ask Him to slaughter you all, and we three will divide your essence blood.”

Its words showed not a hint of shame, but rather pride, looking down on the demon god’s descendants as if they were no longer on the same level.

As the Dark Horse spoke, it continued snorting, sneering: “Chenxiang’s flavor was quite nice.”

Chen Xiang was a transcendent-realm demon god descendant they had devoured not long ago.

Hearing this, the distant demon god descendants’ expressions changed slightly, and they all retreated some distance.

The Dragon Whale’s head surfaced, its eyes crimson, as it spoke in a muffled voice: “A bunch of worthless fish and shrimp, get lost, all of you, or none will live.”

A demon god descendant with a tiger’s body and bird’s head winged back, said in a deep voice: “We just want to quietly observe what happens next, to see what’s going on with Demon God Island. We’re not trying to land. Dragon Whale, Dark Horse, we’ve known each other for so long, why must you be so absolute?”

“Known each other? You’re not worthy!”

The Dark Horse sneered: “Not only did I look down on you before, but now that I serve the Master, how dare trash like you try to claim acquaintance with me. You have no idea of Master’s background.”

“Not just overseas, even in the Nine Provinces, few can match Him.”

The tiger-bodied, bird-headed demon god muttered: “Wasn’t He still driven out of the Nine Provinces by the Dao Sovereign? If He’s so capable, why doesn’t He return there?”

All the demon god descendants who came here had “deep family traditions,” having heard from their ancestors about why demon god descendants migrated overseas en masse.

“How dare you!”

The Dark Horse roared in fury, two streams of energy blasting from its nostrils. In an instant, it crossed over a hundred zhang, tearing the tiger-bodied, bird-headed demon god descendant to pieces. Blood dyed the sea surface red as the corpse bobbed up and down.

The Dark Horse stood proudly on the sea surface, slowly swishing its snake tail. “You merely want to approach Demon God Island, trying to absorb spiritual essence that might match your bloodline power. But I advise you not to engage in wishful thinking. Until Master says you can approach, no one may near Demon God Island.”

Except for the few transcendent-realm demon god descendants, all others retreated in unison, both shocked and angered that the Dark Horse showed such ruthlessness.

“This despicable wretch, acting so arrogant with that one’s backing.”

“Damn it, why aren’t those great ones taking action?”

“How dare they? Forget about whether they can defeat the Dragon Whale, Dark Horse, and Flame Bird—if they act now and that one emerges from the island later, He’ll bloodbathe the overseas lands, and we’ll all suffer.”

“These few who neither leave nor dare approach are probably waiting for that being to emerge so they can pledge loyalty.”

“That’s the only way.”

The Dark Horse gracefully moved its four hooves, very satisfied with the demon god descendants’ attitudes.

Master had ordered them to guard Demon God Island—both a task and a test. If they performed well, Master would naturally reward them.

These wretches had no idea of Master’s identity. Though demon god essence avoided Him like plague, that alone didn’t prove much, but Master had told the three of them:

“Serve under my command, and when I return to my peak, I can help you absorb spiritual essence and strengthen your bloodline power.”

The Dark Horse trembled from deep within just thinking about it.

At this moment, a sharp cry came from the sky. A fire-red giant bird with wings burning in flames swooped down from the clouds, warning the Dragon Whale and Dark Horse below.

The demon god descendants on the sea surface all looked up toward the sky, then following the Flame Bird’s warning turned to look diagonally behind them.

There, a not-too-large ship was breaking waves toward Demon God Island.

“Hmph! Another batch seeking death.”

The Dark Horse snorted, creating two ripples on the sea surface.

As the distance closed, the Dark Horse’s excellent vision swept across the few people on deck, first recognizing the Merfolk Queen and the Lord of Raging Waves Island.

“It’s the Lord of Raging Waves Island from the Alsú Archipelago.”

“Now that’s an important figure…”

The demon god descendants whispered among themselves.

Important figure… The Dark Horse laughed coldly in its heart. Before, it would indeed have shown some respect to the Raging Waves of the Alsú Archipelago, but now…

The Dark Horse first looked up at the Flame Bird, who understood, maintaining high-altitude circles—showing threat but not attacking.

“Raging Waves, you’re late.”

Its voice rang out across the sea surface:

“My Master has occupied Demon God Island. Come within a hundred zhang of this island, and death will be certain!”

The Dark Horse maintained its usual arrogant demeanor.

The ship continued sailing, showing no signs of stopping at the Dark Horse’s warning.

Raging Waves glanced at the Nine-Tailed Fox and Xu Qi An, and seeing no reaction from them, maintained his silence.

The ship maintained steady speed, passing by the surrounding demon god descendants, and continuing toward Demon God Island.

Has Raging Waves gone mad… This thought flashed through the demon god descendants’ minds.

“Raging Waves, its Master is that invincible one from back then who devoured powerful descendants and raised bloody storms—the one encountered by the strong ones of your Alsú Archipelago’s six major tribes.”

From not far away, a transcendent-realm demon god descendant reminded him.

Its true form was a giant silver clam, its shell open, its flesh transformed into a human shape of indeterminate gender.

I know, but it’s not my decision… Raging Waves nodded expressionlessly:

“I know!”

You know yet don’t stop the ship, still daring to cause trouble? Seeking death?

Now even those few transcendent-realm demon god descendants couldn’t understand the situation.

In just this brief exchange, the ship had successfully “passed” the demon god descendants, entering the “hundred zhang” danger zone.

The Dark Horse laughed in extreme anger:

“You’ve grown too used to throwing your weight around in the Alsú Archipelago, forgetting your proper place. Today I’ll slay you, and the Alsú Archipelago will need a new master.”

As the words fell, the Dark Horse transformed into a black lightning bolt charging toward the ship. Where it had stood, the waves “belatedly” rose.

“ROAR!”

The Dark Horse let out an ear-splitting roar, rolling black light emanating from the horn on its forehead as it charged toward the four transcendent beings on deck.

Simultaneously, a clear and piercing cry rang out in the sky as the circling Flame Bird dove down like a crimson meteor.

Its fierce eyes flickered with excited light, flickering with desire for transcendent essence blood.

The Dragon Whale’s speed wasn’t as fast as the other two, but the waves raised by its enormous body’s attack created far more dramatic disturbance than the Dark Horse and Flame Bird.

The eruption of transcendent blood energy made every demon god descendant present feel their hearts tremble, and this wasn’t even from directly facing the Dragon Whale.

Not good, retreat quickly, avoid getting caught in it… The demon god descendants each made their moves.

At this moment, the silver-haired demon beauty on deck, wearing a beast-skin breast wrap and fur coat as a skirt, lifted her snow-white barefoot and stepped outside the deck.

“Whoosh…”

The nine fox tails behind her spread like proud peacock feathers, and in the next moment, each tail extended like flamboyant tentacles, striking toward the front, sky, and sea.

That black lightning bolt suddenly halted—the Dark Horse stopped three zhang from the ship, not by choice, but because three fox tails had suspended it in mid-air.

In the sky, the meteor struck a white shadow, but tentacle-like fox tails bound it tightly. No matter how it struggled or flapped its wings, it couldn’t break free, hanging in the sky like a kite.

The final three tails plunged into the sea depths. The layered, surging waves instantly collapsed.

The sea surface immediately began to boil, vast amounts of water churning as the Dragon Whale’s angry roars echoed forth.

The two sides seemed to be in a contest of strength.

“Three worthless wretches, daring to show off before this Sovereign.”

The Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox gave a cold laugh, twisted her slender waist, and with a flick of her tails—pop pop pop… The Dark Horse was first torn to pieces, followed by the Flame Bird in the sky, its wings first ripped off, then its body forcefully twisted into two as the fox tails tightened.

This wasn’t the end. Another miserable shriek came from the Dragon Whale below the sea, and the churning surface gradually calmed.

Streams of dark red blood bubbled up, and the sea depths fell completely silent.

By this time, the demon god’s descendants had only just prepared to retreat to avoid getting caught in the crossfire.

But now there was no need. The sea surface had wind and clouds, but not a single disturbance—utter silence reigned.