Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 553 So what if he's the Dragon King of the South Sea? I, the Giant Buddha, will still take the hit!
The shrimp soldiers, holding their rusty steel forks, suddenly froze.

Their protruding compound eyes reflected the thunderball in the sky, which was over a hundred feet in diameter!

The electric snakes crackling on that thing were more ferocious than the thickest chains in the Dragon Palace! Could a human have really made this?!
"Holy crap!" A shrimp spirit dropped its hammer into the water and knelt on the rocks, completely unaware. "Is this some kind of thunder deity descending to earth?"

Foul-smelling foam seeped from the cracks in the crab's shell, and its two rows of legs trembled wildly as if they had been pulled out of their veins.

It suddenly remembered a scene it had witnessed in the East China Sea three hundred years ago, when the sea patrol yaksha accidentally angered the Thunder God and was struck by a lightning bolt as thin as a hair, leaving it charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

And this ball of lightning in front of him could probably turn his entire family, including his ancestors for eighteen generations, into seafood barbecue!
On the cliff, the expressions of the lively duo, Qingfeng and Mingyue, were truly captivating.

The moon gaped wide open, while Qingfeng plopped down right into the thicket of thorns.

The backs of their Taoist robes were soaked through, but they were completely unaware.

"You little bastard!" Qingfeng trembled as he reached for the wine gourd at his waist. "That brat asked me how to cultivate magic weapons just two days ago."

Mingyue suddenly grabbed Qingfeng by the collar and shook him violently: "You call this needing a magic weapon?! This is fucking good enough to be used as a lightning tribulation wielder!"

He pointed to the collapsing ball of lightning in the distance, his voice trembling: "Look! The ball of lightning is spinning!"

It is indeed spinning.

The plasma protruding from the surface of the lightning ball resembled thousands of roaring dragons, and the gale generated by its rotation leveled the nearest mountain peaks!

Before the flying rocks even hit the ground, they were vaporized into crimson magma by the overflowing lightning.

"fall!"

Fang Yu's roar rang out like thunder.

His arm muscles bulged, and the tomoe in his Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan spun wildly! The entire ball of lightning was swung around like an invisible hand and smashed into the sea!

"boom--!!!"

The first to suffer were the peripheral shrimp soldiers.

The steel forks they raised instantly melted into molten iron, and their bluish-gray armor turned bright red within a second.

One of the shrimp soldiers, holding a seashell shield, tried to block the lightning, but the shield and the shrimp were split in two by the lightning. The cut was charred black, and there wasn't even time for blood to flow.

It smells amazing.

"Zizzi-"

"Do not!!"

When the lightning subsided, a layer of perfectly cooked seafood floated on the sea.

The shrimp soldiers remained in the same pose as when they were alive, except that they had all turned into bright red drunken shrimp.

Once the crab's shell cracks open, revealing the snow-white crab meat inside, it can be served directly after being sprinkled with some ginger and vinegar.

Several surviving fish spirits convulsed belly up, black smoke occasionally billowing from their mouths.
This is far worse than the shrimp soldiers and crab generals in "Nezha" who were turned into seafood porridge.

Fang Yu from Journey to the West isn't that kind. If you dare mess with me, I'll turn you into fried shrimp, fried fish, and fried crab.

The eyes of Ao Qin, the Dragon King of the South China Sea, instantly became bloodshot, and his dragon scales stood on end!

It let out a deafening roar, and the entire sea boiled in excitement!

"You brat! How dare you!"

Before the dragon's roar had even faded, Ao Qin's thousand-foot-tall dragon body had already fully manifested!

The bluish-gray dragon scales gleamed with a cold, metallic light in the lightning, each scale as large as a door panel.

As the dragon's claws tore through the clouds, fine black cracks appeared in space!

Fang Yu looked up at the dragon shadow that blotted out the sky, but a cold smile appeared on his lips.

The moment he clasped his hands together, his chakra erupted like a volcano!
"A dragon!? It's not like I haven't seen one before!"

"Final Tribulation Lightning - Thousand Hands Martial Control!" *Boom!!!*

The earth trembled violently! A colossal Buddha, over a thousand meters tall, rose from the ground, its head piercing through the sea of ​​clouds, with a thousand golden rays shining behind its head like the blazing sun in the sky!
Even more terrifying are the thousands of arms protruding from behind the giant Buddha, each comparable to a mountain, with palm lines so clear that you can see the life lines like ravines!
The gust of wind and the bright moon were thrown into the ravine. The bright moon had a mouthful of mud, and when he looked up, his Taoist hat was crooked to his ears: "This...this is the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of Patriarch Bodhi's hand?!"

Qingfeng spat out the dirt from his mouth, his voice trembling: "Did we just pick up a wandering immortal? How is he even more powerful than our senior brothers?!"

At this moment, Ao Qin's dragon claw was already at Fang Yu's face! The claw tip was wrapped with the power of the four seas, and even an ordinary immortal would be annihilated by a single blow!
"clang--!!!"

The giant Buddha's arm precisely blocked the dragon's claw, and Ao Qinlong's eyes were filled with disbelief: "You actually managed to..."

"I can do much more!" Fang Yu stood in his true form between the giant Buddha's eyebrows. "A mere Dragon King, what do you think you are?"

Suddenly, a thousand hands behind the giant Buddha clasped together in prayer! Bathed in Buddha's light, thousands of palm prints the size of mountains rained down on the Dragon King!
Each palm print was surrounded by Conqueror's Haki and Green Lantern energy.

The hand gesture used to execute the move is the starting stance of the Great Buddha Hand.
"Boom boom boom——!!!"

Ao Qin's dragon body was instantly submerged in the palm shadows!

It twisted its body wildly, and sparks flew everywhere as its dragon scales rubbed against its palm print!

"Youngster! Do you know that there are nine dragons!" Before Ao Qin could finish his harsh words, he suddenly found his dragon tail being tightly gripped by three Buddha hands!
Fang Yu stood atop the Buddha's head, grinning maliciously: "Nine what? Nine ways to die?" He pressed his right hand down, "Smash it!"

"boom--!!!"

With a deafening roar that shook the three realms, the dragon's body was swung around and smashed into the seabed!
Before countless deep-sea fish and shrimp could even understand what was happening, they were blasted into mincemeat by the shockwave!
"Wait! Young friend, hold on!" The old Dragon King suddenly shrank to a length of about ten feet, with half of his dragon horn broken off. "I am willing to exchange the Dragon Palace's most precious treasure for my life!"

Fang Yu manipulated the giant Buddha to grab the dragon's neck with one hand, while the other hand reached for the dragon king's scales: "If I kill you, won't the treasure be mine too?"

"The Ancestral Dragon's Curse is on your reverse scale!" Ao Qin's dragon whiskers trembled with anxiety. "Forcibly taking it will trigger a calamity that will overturn the four seas! The Heavenly Court will not let you off the hook either!"

The giant Buddha suddenly stopped moving. Fang Yu narrowed his eyes. "Tsk, troublesome."

He removed the giant Buddha statue, but secretly placed a Flying Thunder God mark on the Dragon King. "Lead the way, you old mudfish. If you dare to play any tricks..."

"I wouldn't dare. I wouldn't dare."

The waters of the South China Sea parted beneath Fang Yu's feet, forming a deep, secluded passage.

Ao Qin transformed into human form and led the way, his dragon robe dripping water, making each step extremely awkward.

Fang Yu followed behind, his Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan scanning the surroundings, taking in every undercurrent and every coral cluster.

"This way, young friend." Ao Qin turned around and forced a smile, his dragon whiskers trembling unnaturally. "Beyond this coral forest lies the Crystal Palace."

Fang Yu's lips curled slightly as he gently stroked the Flying Thunder God "kunai" made of iron chopsticks hidden in his sleeve.

He wasn't stupid; this old mudfish's initial arrogance followed by obsequiousness must be suspicious.

But with his superior skills comes great courage, and he wanted to see what tricks the Dragon Palace had up its sleeve.

The seawater forms an arched curtain of water overhead, and sunlight filters through the water, casting dappled shadows.

The fish swam past on both sides, and a few of the bolder ones even approached Fang Yu's hand, only to be startled by his domineering aura and scatter in all directions.

"We've arrived." Ao Qin suddenly stopped.

Suddenly, a breathtaking view unfolded before them. The entire Crystal Palace was constructed from countless transparent crystals, and the luminous pearls embedded in the palace walls were larger than a human head, illuminating the seabed as bright as day.

Two rows of shrimp soldiers and crab generals stood in front of the palace gate, holding halberds. Upon seeing the Dragon King return, they all knelt down.

"Welcome back to the palace, Your Majesty!"

Ao Qin waved his hand, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes as he turned to Fang Yu: "Young friend, please."

Fang Yu was already looking forward to it.

The Dragon King of the East Sea possesses the divine weapon Ruyi Jingu Bang (Golden Cudgel).

Then you, the Dragon King of the South China Sea, can't be too bad, right?
(End of this chapter)