I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

He rapidly descended towards the deepest part of the Doom Trench, which was also the most forbidden area for the entire sea race—the Sea Eye.

38,000 meters, 40,000 meters, 45,000 meters.

As the depth continued to descend, the surrounding light was completely stripped away, leaving only pure stillness, and the water pressure increased dramatically.

We reached a depth of 50,000 meters.

The surrounding seawater has undergone a qualitative change, exhibiting a viscous texture resembling mercury.

However, as a deep-sea creature that has lived here for many years, it did not have much of an impact on him.

Finally, a precipice appeared ahead.

At the bottom of the cliff, there is a huge crack that is tens of kilometers wide.

That place is the eye of the sea.

A faint, eerie green light shone through the crack.

In the center of that dim light stood two ancient gates, each 20,000 meters high.

The surface of the ancient gate is carved with countless intricate ancient sea beast totems.

Hundreds of thick black chains, as thick as mountains, sealed the two doors tightly.

The water flow here forms terrifying vortexes capable of easily tearing apart even an eighth-tier powerhouse.

Terra stopped three kilometers away from the Bronze Gate.

He put away his giant scythe, and his massive body collapsed to his knees in the viscous seawater.

He crossed his hands and pressed them against the scales on his chest, his head buried deep inside.

Terra bit her tongue, spitting out a mouthful of purplish-gold primordial blood.

The essence blood did not dissipate in the seawater, but under his mental control, it transformed into a complex sacrificial rune, piercing through the raging vortex and precisely imprinting itself in the center of the ancient gate.

"The great lord of the deep sea, the ruler of the Doom Trench..."

Terra uttered ancient syllables from his throat.

This is the language they use in their rituals.

"Changes occurred on land; the Ice and Fire races suffered a crushing defeat, and both emperors perished, body and soul."

"Humanity has given birth to an enemy that transcends all boundaries, slaughtering our own kind. Now, the blade is pointed at the abyss."

"Disaster is imminent, Your Majesty, I, Terra, beg you to awaken!"

Fine lines meander along the ancient sea beast totems on the facade, outlining a vast and intricate sacrificial array.

Then, the light disappeared into the interior.

Terra lowered her head, pressing her forehead against the cold sand, holding her breath, waiting for an echo.

Time was ticking away, second by second.

Deep within the sea eye, there was nothing but the dull rumbling of the surrounding whirlpools stirring the water.

Even the totems on the ancient gate no longer emitted the slightest glimmer of light.

Terra's heart sank little by little.

The ancestor still hasn't responded?

Clearly, this is not the first time this has happened.

As with every prayer in the past thousand years, only this impenetrable darkness answered him.

Disturbing the emperor's slumber without cause is a capital offense.

Ordinary abyssal sea creatures cannot enter this place.

Only a few princes were allowed to enter.

Some secrets were known only to a few princes.

The Sea King is now severely injured.

No one knows how he got injured.

A thousand years.

The sea eye has never issued any decree.

A huge shadow has always loomed over the hearts of the princes at the highest level of the Abyss Sea Clan.

Is the Emperor still alive?

Will it eventually exhaust its life force and become a cold skeleton, displayed behind that 20,000-meter-long ancient gate?

no respond.

The formation exhausted its last bit of energy, and the ancient gate fell into complete darkness.

That's it.

The last glimmer of hope in Terra's eyes receded like the tide, replaced by a deep bitterness.

His massive twelve-meter-tall body slowly straightened up in the seabed silt.

If the emperor is truly gone, or his injuries are so severe that he cannot wake up.

Faced with Shen Tian, ​​who could evaporate even a peak ninth-tier cultivator on the spot, the Abyss Sea Clan would only face certain death if they stayed here.

Terra gripped the massive scythe that was thirty meters long.

The thick dragon's tail suddenly exerted its force, slamming hard against the seabed.

He was preparing to use the momentum to go upstream.

Om-!

An unexpected change occurred without warning.

An extremely faint buzzing sound came from behind the two ancient doors that had been silent for thousands of years.

The totem, which had been completely dimmed, seemed to be injected with some kind of violent energy, and instantly burst forth with a dazzling light.

It illuminates the entire depths of the sea eye as if it were daytime.

Immediately afterwards, the seawater in the surrounding 50,000-meter-deep ocean suddenly froze.

Those raging vortexes seemed to have been paused.

Large and small deep-sea bubbles hovered in mid-air, no longer rising.

Splash!

The thousands of black metal chains locked on the ancient bronze gate seemed like an ancient serpent that had been awakened, beginning to writhe violently.

Each chain was hundreds of meters thick, and at that moment they rubbed and collided with each other, producing a deafening roar.

Visible white sonic boom circles rippled outwards in the seawater, causing large sections of the hard cliffs on both sides of the eye to peel off.

Terra froze.

He suddenly turned around, his vertical pupils contracted sharply, and he stared intently ahead.

"Click...click..."

The ancient gate, heavy beyond measure, began to slowly activate.

The door, which had been closed for thousands of years, slowly opened inward under the pressure of this terrifying force, creating a gap a hundred meters wide.

boom!

An indescribable aura poured out from the crack.

That was no longer the ordinary pressure of a peak ninth-tier cultivator.

The instant this aura was released, the entire seabed plain within a radius of thirty kilometers was completely overturned.

The terrifying water pressure at a depth of 50,000 meters was forcibly pushed aside by an invisible force.

Millions of tons of seawater are flowing wildly upwards.

At a depth of 50,000 meters, a region completely devoid of seawater was somehow created.

Terra didn't even have time to make any defensive moves before being slammed back onto the seabed by the emanating pressure.

But Terra didn't care at all.

Extreme fanaticism consumed all his senses.

live!

The Emperor is still alive!

This news is fantastic news for the entire Abyss Sea Clan!

Terra lay prostrate on the dry seabed, her scales trembling uncontrollably.

The gap in the ancient bronze gate slowly widened to two hundred meters, and a faint green light poured out from the gap, so dense that it almost solidified.

The aura contained within that light far surpassed the limits that a peak ninth-tier cultivator could achieve.

"Why...did you awaken me...?"

An ancient voice boomed in Terra's mind.

A muffled swallowing sound came from inside the ancient gate.

The drop of blood essence that Terra had sprayed onto the center of the ancient gate transformed into a thin stream of light, which swam through the two-hundred-meter-wide crack in the gate and instantly disappeared into the eerie green light.

The sea creatures of the abyss are connected by blood.

The essence of the blood has already been imprinted with all the images and military intelligence that Terra wanted to convey.

Silence.

A good ten seconds or so passed.

From deep within the crack in the door came the sound of a huge chain being dragged, accompanied by heavy breathing that was accompanied by the expansion of lungs.

"Humans..."

"Humans..."

The Sea Emperor's voice rang out, as if he were searching his own memories.