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Chapter 290 The Divine Artifact Changes Hands

The sea god, high above, with magnificent divine appearance and boundless domineering aura, is an object of reverence and a deity looked up to by so many.

Previously, more than 50,000 members of the Heavenly Dou Army knelt and prayed together, including the Avalanche Emperor, who became the most loyal believer.

Yet this mighty god, the Sea God whom they revered for millennia, was now stained with blood and utterly wretched, all because of Chen Xuan, whom they so vehemently hated. How could the Heavenly Battle Army possibly accept such a fact?

"You native, you really deserve to die!" Neptune clutched his severed arm, divine blood dripping continuously, the wound unable to heal.

At his level, creation and rebirth are possible, as are the regeneration of severed limbs. Even with only a drop of divine blood remaining, he can reshape his physical body and restore it to its original state.

However, the sea god's face was now extremely gloomy, because he was unable to prevent a strange energy from corroding his wound and hindering his flesh from healing.

Most importantly, this energy involves the principles of Yin and Yang, and its level is far above his own; he simply cannot eliminate it on his own.

"You keep calling yourselves 'natives,' do you think you're so noble? In my eyes, you gods are worse than pigs and dogs, worse than animals!" Chen Xuan was filled with murderous intent, circulating natural energy and yin-yang power within his body, and charged out with his dragon spear.

His spear was infused with the advanced Samsara Eye Technique. As long as it hit, even if it only pierced a small wound, the power of Samsara would still devour all life.

brush!

Lightning flashed, dragon energy surged, like a golden ocean, shimmering with golden light. Chen Xuan charged forward at top speed, unstoppable!

Poseidon suffered a great loss, severing his own arm and dislocating his shoulder, leaving half of his body covered in blood and in excruciating pain. When he saw Chen Xuan wielding that long spear that could devour life, fear arose in his heart, and he dared not confront him.

Poseidon was well aware of the situation. This little monster had obtained a tremendous opportunity, and that power was too strange for him to resist alone.

In fact, he has already contacted the gods and the Goddess of Speed ​​who is on the continent, and believes that they will arrive soon.

With a whoosh, the Sea God decisively fled, right in front of the Heavenly Battle and the Martial Soul Army, without the slightest hesitation, heading straight into the distance.

At the same time, Poseidon beckoned, summoning the golden trident from afar, which he had previously blasted away with the third move of the Golden Thirteen Halberds, "Never to Return," and which fell to the ground.

He didn't believe anyone could steal it, because this divine artifact weighed 108,000 jin, and no soul master could lift it.

Chen Xuan sneered. Even the most aloof gods, when their lives are in danger, will lick their wounds and flee in a sorry state.

At the same time, instead of continuing to pursue Poseidon, he changed direction and snatched the golden trident with a whoosh, stuffing it into his system space and confiscating it.

"you……!"

The sea god was filled with shock and anger. That was a golden trident, weighing 108,000 jin. Only then did he wake up from his dream and recover from his fear. He was both shocked and furious. How dare a native like him!

He had already refined this divine weapon, and he could retrieve it with a single thought, no matter where it was. Now, he began to use his divine power to activate the golden trident and try to take it back.

However, it was too late. The artifact had changed hands. If it were simply put into a soul-guided storage device, or like Dugu Bo's Ruyi Hundred Treasures Pouch, it would be impossible to contain. The Golden Trident would inevitably break through any storage device and fly back into the other party's hands.

Unfortunately, Chen Xuan didn't put it into the storage device, but threw it into the system space. This divine artifact has already changed hands.

"You beast, how dare you!" The sea god was furious and ashamed. As a first-level god, the only one who could fight a god-king without being defeated, he was majestic and powerful. Now, his divine artifact had been taken away by a mere native. What a disgrace this was!

But the next moment, Poseidon's face turned pale and his scalp tingled, because he could not sense the presence of the golden trident. It was nowhere to be found, as if it had vanished from the world.

The artifact has truly changed hands!

The sea god felt a chill run down his spine, his whole body radiating cold air, filled with terror. The reason he was able to withstand the God King without defeat was because of this divine weapon and the moves of the Golden Thirteen Halberds.

Without the Golden Trident, he would be just an ordinary Level 1 God. Forget about the joke about the Blood War God King; even a Level 1 God of the same level could destroy him.

Poseidon's face was pale and bloodless. He had lived in the realm of gods for a thousand years. How could he not have enemies? If those people discovered that he no longer had his divine artifact, there would be nowhere for him to hide in the entire realm of gods.

"You native, you deserve to die!" Poseidon wailed, his anger blazing, thinking of all the things that might happen in the future. It was all thanks to this little native.

"You old bastard, you're worse than pigs and dogs, you're the one who deserves to die the most!" Chen Xuan sneered. Now that he had the divine artifact, let's see what right the other party has to be so arrogant.

He took the initiative and attacked with his spear, unleashing a torrent of dragon energy and surging golden lightning, unleashing it all at once as he charged towards the sea god in the sky.

Whoosh!

Poseidon retreated rapidly, dodging Chen Xuan's dragon spear. Having suffered a great loss once and lost his divine weapon, how could he possibly confront it head-on again?

He struck out with his palm, and instantly the sea surged, as if water was pouring down from the sky, covering half the sky, and crashing towards Chen Xuan.

"You old fool, without the Golden Trident, you're truly a useless piece of trash!"

Chen Xuan's eyes were cold, and his whole body was covered in golden lightning. With a whoosh, he left his original spot and flew into the sky, avoiding the suddenly appearing ocean.

His current speed is incredibly fast, truly unstoppable lightning, a world of difference from his self a month ago. How could he possibly be hit by such a low-level divine skill?

However, the Heavenly Fighting Army on the ground suffered a terrible fate. A vast ocean poured down, with seawater overflowing, equivalent to dozens of lakes in size, which was incredibly terrifying.

"what……"

A flawless version after careful inspection!

On the ground, the soldiers of the Heavenly Battle Army screamed in agony as they were swept away by the vast ocean; more than 50,000 of them were swallowed up by the seawater.

Even if the Sea God loses his divine artifact, his divine skills are still divine skills, supreme and unparalleled, and would be a catastrophic disaster for a Soul Master.

Moreover, 90% of these 50,000 people were not Soul Masters, but just ordinary people who were stronger. Now they were swallowed by the sea and drowned on the spot, with no one surviving.

The Heavenly Army never understood, even in death, that they had not died at the hands of the enemy, but at the hands of the Sea God they revered—how ironic!

Of the more than 50,000 people, over 90% died instantly, leaving less than a thousand survivors.

Only powerful Soul Masters such as Xue Beng, Dugu Bo, Flander, Liu Erlong, and Zhao Wuji escaped the water's surface immediately, thus avoiding being strangled to death by the divine power within the seawater.

"No, my people..." The Avalanche Emperor, his clothes soaked through and his hair disheveled, howled in anguish, as pitiful as a stray dog.

They will never understand, even in death, that even gods, when faced with real mortal danger, flee in a sorry state, so why would they bother with mortals?

The battle of gods is filled with surging energy, so powerful that even vegetation within a thousand meters withers with a single move. A single divine skill is something no soul master can withstand.

It was only because the battlefield was previously in the sky that the Heavenly Battle Army had the opportunity to wave flags and shout from below; otherwise, they would have already been affected.

At this very moment, the sea god they revered, who was also the culprit, had already torn open a spatial rift and escaped, leaving behind a mess for them to bear.

"Poseidon, do you think you can escape?" Chen Xuan coldly glanced at the sea. The Heavenly Dou army of 50,000 men had been reduced to only a scattered thousand or so in the blink of an eye.

He didn't pity these people; they had only themselves to blame, and they had no one else to blame.

With a whoosh, Chen Xuan also tore open a spatial rift, stepped into it, and disappeared from the sky.

(End of this chapter)