Both start in hell: but their talents are multiplied a hundredfold.

An invisible wave suddenly spread out from Shen Jue!

Like a colossal beast from a slumbering ancient planet awakening, its roar shook the ocean thousands of meters deep!

The waters surrounding Fishman Island instantly boiled! A deafening roar erupted!

The harbor was filled with towering waves, but Shen Jue flattened them in an instant!

Countless marine creatures were terrified by this terrifying pressure, and small schools of fish scattered and fled like frightened birds.

The colossal sea monsters, thousands of meters long, let out low roars and desperately fled from above Shen Jue!

"Joyboy!"

"Joyboy!"

Princess Shirahoshi covered her ears as the colossal sea kings kept relaying this message to her!

Their instinct was fear; within that island, it seemed, resided the strongest being from a mythical era!

That is a being superior to sea kings that are thousands of meters long, and is the true ruler of this ocean!

"Boom! Crack!"

Seawater, thousands of meters deep, was forcibly pushed aside!

A dry channel, hundreds of meters wide, stretches from the port of Fishman Island straight out to the sea!

The seawater on both sides of the passage is like a solidified giant wall!

The fish were frantically scattering!

The coral swayed, yet not a single drop of seawater dared to cross the line!

Sunlight poured down from the end of the passage, golden beams piercing the deep sea and illuminating the path leading to the "sky," as well as the shocked faces of the people on Fishman Island!

The beam of light seemed to carry some kind of sacred power, giving everyone who saw it a profound shock from the depths of their soul.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Jue reached out with one hand, and Armament Haki instantly dyed his entire arm a jet-black metallic color, his five fingers gripping the bottom of the naval warship docked in the harbor.

This massive ship, weighing thousands of tons, felt as light as a feather in his hands, and he lifted it up steadily!

Then, Shen Jueyue took a step into the air, leaving behind white sonic boom ripples in the air with each step!

The air beneath Shen Jue's feet seemed to be compressed into tangible steps, lifting him and the warship upwards together!

Bathed in sunlight, that towering figure resembled a god emerging from the deep sea, carrying unparalleled power as it soared toward the sky!

"Snap!"

On the warship, Smoker, who always had two cigars dangling from his lips, now had those signature cigarettes fall to the ground in astonishment.

Hina's eyes, hidden behind her sunglasses, were wide open, and the sunglasses even slipped down to the tip of her nose due to the violent twitching of her facial muscles.

Drake felt a chill run down his spine; the absolute difference in domineering aura between him and Shen Jue made him dizzy.

Chopper yelled "Ahhh!" while stuffing a marshmallow into his mouth.

The navy personnel were as if they had been silenced; all of them gaped, their pupils dilated with extreme shock.

The moment the warship broke through the sea, sunlight poured down like a waterfall, bathing Shen Jue's figure, who was carrying the warship, in a golden halo.

Shen Jue stood on the sea, supporting the ship with one hand. His overwhelming Conqueror's Haki was still present, and black and red arcs of electricity danced around him.

Startled and stunned, Chopper saw the sun in the sky and instinctively stuffed all the cotton candy into his mouth and swallowed.

At the Fishman Island port, ten thousand meters below the deep-sea passage, King Neptune's trident clattered to the ground, his beard trembling violently.

The king of Fishman Island was filled with disbelief and shock.

"This...this is Conqueror's Haki? Can humans really reach this level?"

As the king of Fishman Island, Neptune was no stranger to powerful figures on the sea.

He had never seen anyone who could, with sheer sheer domineering power, push aside the seawater thousands of meters deep and carve out a path to the surface.

This is not only a symbol of power, but also a challenge to the laws of nature.

The three princes of Fishman Island were dumbfounded. The second prince even subconsciously rubbed his eyes, as if he could not believe what he was seeing.

The third prince clenched his fists excitedly and shouted, "My God! Brother Shen Jue actually lifted the warship with one hand and sent it flying to the surface!"

A complex emotion flashed in the eldest prince's eyes: shock, awe, and an indescribable longing.

"Is that the point, you idiot brother! That domineering aura that can create a ten-thousand-meter-long tunnel! That's a power only a sea god could possess!"

Princess Shirahoshi covered her magnificent chest with both hands, and the real sunlight enveloped her at that moment, making her feel a motherly warmth.

Tears welled up uncontrollably again. Princess Shirahoshi slapped her tail, her gaze seemingly fixed on the sun-bathed warship through the gradually closing seawater.

She murmured to herself, "It's been such a long, long time since I've seen the sky."

The surrounding Fishman Island inhabitants were already in an uproar. The old fishmen knelt down and devoutly kowtowed in the direction Shen Jue had left, muttering incantations as if praying for some kind of miracle to happen.

The little fish jumped up excitedly, pointing at the gradually closing passage and shouting, their eyes filled with worship and curiosity about the miracle.

The mermaids swam to the edge of the passage, reaching out to touch the dry air they had never felt before, their eyes filled with awe and shock.

The entire Fishman Island was immersed in this unprecedented shock and excitement, as if a dream that had been dormant for hundreds of years had finally been awakened by Shen Jue's power.

Shen Jue, the man who single-handedly supported the ship and tore through the deep sea, has become a living legend, a god, in the hearts of the people of Fishman Island.

Above Fishman Island, the passage where the sea meets the sky is relentlessly narrowing until it becomes a mere sliver of light.

The faint light was reflected in King Neptune's pupils, flickering and fading.

His hands trembled uncontrollably, as if bearing the weight of the entire kingdom.

King Neptune slowly, almost reverently, touched the Den Den Mushi that Shen Jue had given him with his fingertips.

At this moment, this Den Den Mushi became the hope of Fishman Island.

Sabaody Archipelago, GR 13, the street in front of the slave trading post.

The air was thick with the sweet scent of mangrove resin and the nauseating stench of blood. Sunlight, fragmented by the massive canopy of the trees, dappled across the crowded throng.

There are no laws here, only transactions of money and violence.

Suddenly, the previously noisy crowd seemed to be muted, retreating in panic to both sides, creating a wide passage in the middle of the street.

"With a sword in the blue sky, I stand proudly against the heavens; with a crimson shadow, I laugh at kings and nobles."

"His iron will resonates with the Dao, and his long roar shakes the nine provinces."

The opening poem left the terrified crowd bewildered.

Walking in the middle of the passage was an extremely bizarre group.

The lead dog wore a bamboo hat that covered half of its face, leaving only its chin visible.

Like a peerless swordsman, Xiaotian wore an exquisitely crafted white-gold robe, which swayed gently with his steps.

Xiaotian had a fiery red gourd hanging from his waist, and a seemingly ordinary, light black iron sword dangling from it.

To Xiaotian's left was Enel, the user of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, with an arrogant gaze and a huge taiko drum on his back.

To Xiaotian's right was an elegant, black-haired woman with her arms crossed and a playful smile on her lips—Nicole Robin.

"Lord Xiaotian, the air here is thick with despair," Robin said softly, his gaze sweeping over the slaves chained up.

"It's so noisy here." Enel snorted, tiny electrical currents dancing on his fingertips.

"It also has a nauseating smell."

The Shiba Inu, Xiaotian, didn't speak. It simply raised its paw slightly, adjusted the angle of its straw hat, and walked steadily with an air of dominance towards the depths of the street.

Just then, a piercing burst of maniacal laughter came from ahead.

"Hahaha! This female is nice, I'll take her! And that one too, arrest that guy!"

A bloated Celestial Dragon, dressed in a heavy spacesuit and with a huge bubble hood over his head, was riding on the back of a pitiful slave. He held a golden pistol in his hand, pointed it at the trembling crowd on the ground, and casually pulled the trigger.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two civilians who were trying to escape fell to the ground, their warm blood spreading rapidly on the stone pavement.

The CP0 agents beside the Celestial Dragons remained expressionless, dragging the corpse aside as if clearing an obstacle, completely ignoring the gradually cooling body.

For the Celestial Dragons, this was not a killing, but a very ordinary game to relieve boredom.

Tired of the uniform expressions of fear on the faces of the crowd, the Celestial Dragon listlessly twirled the golden pistol in his hand, the muzzle aimlessly tracing across the faces contorted with terror, searching for a toy that could reignite his interest.

Just then, the Celestial Dragon stopped moving.

His gaze was fixed ahead, a cruel yet excited smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

Because he saw a target that was interesting enough.

A dog dressed in clothes, with an iron sword at its waist, walking upright, was swaggering toward him with two attendants, a man and a woman, in an almost arrogant manner.

"Hmm? What's that?" The unknown Celestial Dragon narrowed his eyes, pointed at Xiaotian, and said in a sharp voice.

"Hey! You dog! I don't like the look of you. How about I kill you and make you into a specimen? Hahaha!"

The surrounding crowd was terrified and all knelt down to beg for mercy, fearing that their escape would attract the attention of the Celestial Dragons.

Xiaotian stopped in his tracks.

It stopped just ten meters away from the Celestial Dragons, amidst the tense expressions of the CP0 agents.

Xiaotian slowly raised his head. His eyes, hidden beneath his bamboo hat, showed no fear, but rather an intense, tangible anger.

"Perfect," Xiaotian said, his voice carrying a kind of carefree cruelty.

"I lack a Celestial Dragon slave for transportation."