Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 307 Hunting the Demon Orca King, Alarming Poseidon

Yu Xiaolie slowly walked down from the dragon's head, his feet treading on the void as if walking on flat ground.

With a flick of his right hand, the Asura Demon Sword appeared out of thin air, and five 100,000-year soul rings lit up one after another on the blood-red sword, instantly enveloping the entire sea area with a terrifying killing aura.

It was the overwhelming power of a peak Douluo!

"I'll lend you my spirit ring."

Yu Xiaolie's words were simple, but the Demon Orca King felt a chill run down his spine—a fear that came from the depths of his heart.

For some reason, seeing Yu Xiaolie is like seeing a god of death...

Especially that demonic sword, from which it sensed a deadly threat.

"Arrogant human!" it roared. "Minions! Tear him to pieces!"

Hundreds of ancient killer whales launched an attack simultaneously.

They spouted water jets, released sound waves, and some even leaped out of the water, opening their blood-red mouths to bite Yu Xiaolie.

The scene was extremely chaotic, with the seawater churning and waves splashing everywhere.

Yu Xiaolie didn't even frown.

With a gentle swing of the Asura Demon Sword, a crimson arc of light swept out.

The orcas that pounced were cut in half in mid-air, their entrails and blood raining down.

The Thunderous Sacred Dragon let out a deafening roar, and blue-purple lightning poured down like a waterfall.

The water column turned into water vapor the moment it came into contact with the lightning, and the vortex was shattered by the thunderstorm.

Some of the ten-thousand-year-old orcas didn't have time to dodge and were directly pierced through by the lightning. Their charred corpses fell into the sea with a "plop," and then ten-thousand-year-old soul rings appeared on the surface of the sea.

It's not that Yu Xiaolie indiscriminately killed soul beasts, but they attacked him on his own initiative, so he couldn't just stand by and do nothing, could he?
"Damn it!"

Having witnessed the terrifying soul skill unleashed by the combined might of Thunder Holy Dragon and Yu Xiaolie, the Demon Orca King knew it was no match for them. Its massive body nimbly darted into the deep water in an attempt to escape.

"Want to go?"

Yu Xiaolie sneered, his left hand making a grasping motion, and the Thunder Holy Dragon roared in response, "Thunder Prison Cage!"

Having spent years in seclusion in Thunder Prison, Yu Xiaolie has mastered the use of lightning energy to perfection. This move is his self-created soul skill—of course, it can only be used when the dragon cub transforms into the Thunder Holy Dragon.

Countless bolts of lightning erupted from the sea, forming a massive purple-gold cage that trapped the evil orca king within.

The electric current penetrated its thick skin, charred its internal organs, and caused it to let out a piercing scream of pain.

"I'll fight you to the death!" Knowing he couldn't escape, the Demon Orca King unleashed his ferocity.

It burned its primal power, its body swelled up again, and the bone spurs on its back stood up like spears as it charged fiercely towards Yu Xiaolie.

Yu Xiaolie neither dodged nor evaded; the fifth spirit ring on the Asura Demon Sword suddenly lit up:

"Fifth Soul Skill: Asura Judgment!"

As a streak of blood pierced the heavens and earth, the charging figure of the Demon Orca King came to an abrupt halt.

It looked down in disbelief and found a hole several meters in diameter in its chest; its heart was long gone.

"What...are you...?"

Before he could finish speaking, the 100,000-year-old soul beast that had dominated the sea for many years collapsed with a thud, sending up waves hundreds of meters high.

Before long, a scarlet spirit ring slowly rose from its corpse, radiating a chilling energy fluctuation.

The other orcas, seeing this, were terrified and fled into the deep sea to escape.

Yu Xiaolie put away the Asura Demon Sword, sat cross-legged on the Thunder Holy Dragon, and began to absorb the 100,000-year soul ring.

The moment the soul power was injected into his body, a violent surge of energy swept over him.

In the spiritual world, the resentful remnant soul of the Demon Orca King had just taken shape when it saw the phantom of the Dragon Emperor floating above Yu Xiaolie's spiritual sea.

The phantom merely glanced at it, and the remnant soul of the Demon Orca King was so terrified that its body twisted, and it didn't even dare to utter a harsh word before collapsing on its own.

Outside, Yu Xiaolie's soul power surged, and his robes fluttered even without wind.

The soul power within him surged forth like a flood bursting its banks, breaking through one barrier after another.

"Om-"

When the last cycle of the universe was completed, he slowly opened his eyes, his gaze gleaming with a sharp light.

"Level 98..."

Yu Xiaolie felt the surging power within him, and a slight smile appeared on his lips. This hunt had gone much more smoothly than he had anticipated.

On the corpse of the Demon Orca King, a piece of jet-black torso bone was emitting an alluring light.

Yu Xiaolie put it away, but did not absorb it immediately.

He had already made plans before setting off, intending to reserve the position of the torso and soul bone for an even more powerful being—the Deep Sea Demon Whale King.

Immediately, he looked towards the distant horizon.

That is the even more dangerous Demon Whale Sea.

The Thunderous Sacred Dragon let out a long roar, carrying its master into the sky, and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

……

Poseidon Island, Poseidon Temple.

Poseidon was meditating with her eyes closed when suddenly her heart skipped a beat, and she abruptly opened her eyes, a hint of surprise flashing in her azure pupils.

As the high priestess of Poseidon Island, she is exceptionally sensitive to changes in the energy of the ocean.

"This dragon's roar... the dragon's might contained within it is so pure, it is definitely not from an ordinary soul beast."

Poseidon stood up, her long, sea-blue hair flowing down to her waist like ripples on water.

She walked quickly to the terrace outside the palace and gazed at the endless sea.

The sea breeze caressed her beautiful face, but it couldn't dispel the worry between her brows.

In that instant, she clearly sensed that the aura of the Demon Orca King had vanished.

It is not hidden, but completely dissipated into the world.

What unsettled her even more was the overwhelming pressure contained in that soul-shaking dragon roar, which made even a level 99 peak Douluo feel a chill in her heart.

Poseidon pointed her jade finger in front of her, and three water ripples flew in different directions.

Soon, a figure came riding the waves from afar.

He was a burly middle-aged man with a bare upper body covered in blue dragon scale patterns; he was none other than the leader of the Seven Holy Pillars of the Sea God—Sea Dragon Douluo.

"High Priest."

Sea Dragon Douluo knelt on one knee and bowed respectfully.

Without further ado, Poseidon issued the order: "The Demon Orca King may have been killed. A peak Douluo has appeared at sea, along with... some kind of powerful dragon aura. Go and investigate the situation. Remember, do not alert them."

A hint of shock flashed in Hailong Douluo's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure: "Understood, subordinate."

He rose and transformed into a streak of blue light, shooting into the distance with such speed that it left a trail of fine ripples on the sea.

Poseidon watched his departing figure and sighed softly.

The thunderous power mixed in with the dragon's roar inexplicably reminded her of the "descendants of the dragon god" recorded in ancient books—could such beings really exist in the world?
She turned and went back into the hall, kneeling before the statue of the sea god and praying, "Great sea god, please protect Seagod Island..."

……

Sea Dragon Douluo traveled at full speed and soon arrived at the sea area ruled by the Demonic Tiger Whale King.

But the sight before him made him gasp.

Dozens of killer whale carcasses were floating on the sea, their blood staining the waters for miles around dark red. The ten-thousand-year-old soul rings that had not yet dissipated were still suspended on the surface of the sea.

In the very center, the enormous corpse of the Demon Orca King stood out prominently.

Especially the horrifying hole in its chest is shocking.

"He's really dead..."

Sea Dragon Douluo muttered to himself, his heart churning with turbulent waves.

He had guarded Seagod Island for many years and knew the strength of the Demon Orca King and its clan well. Even a level 96 Title Douluo might not be able to win so easily.

Suddenly, he sensed energy fluctuations coming from afar. Looking up, he saw a blue-purple figure riding a thunderous holy dragon speeding away into the distance.

The direction pointed directly to the other side of the deep, dark sea.

"The territory of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King?!"

Sea Dragon Douluo's expression changed drastically. "This is bad! We have to go back and report to the High Priest immediately!"

He dared not delay and turned back to Poseidon Island at an even faster pace than he had come.

He had only one thought in his mind: if such a powerful expert were to face the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, the entire sea area would be doomed!
(End of this chapter)