Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 310 The Ascetic Poseidon
“Poseidon, you were the one who interrupted me first. I gave you a chance, so just turn around and leave, and we'll call it even.” Yu Xiaolie’s voice was also cold and sharp, showing no sign of backing down.

The sea breeze howled, and even the dark clouds seemed to press down even lower.

It felt as if the entire sky was about to collapse.

Poseidon stood on the sea, her long, silvery-white hair flying in the gale.

She stared intently at Yu Xiaolie across from her, her chest heaving violently, clearly furious.

Ignorant brat, utterly ignorant and arrogant!
Fifth Soul Skill: All Beasts Travel Together!

The surrounding seawater surged into the sky, forming a towering wall that enveloped Yu Xiaolie and the Blazing Sacred Dragon.

At the same time, countless sea spirit beasts formed from seawater surged out and rushed towards Yu Xiaolie and the Blazing Sacred Dragon.

"Hmm? Did you think I'd be overwhelmed?" Yu Xiaolie didn't know what Poseidon was thinking. Faced with this overwhelming situation and the encirclement of soul skills, he didn't even need to swing his sword.

With a roar, the Fiery Sacred Dragon caused a ripple in the air around it, and its Devouring Aura rapidly expanded to a diameter of one kilometer. Before the sea spirit beasts could even get close, they all lost their soul power and turned into seawater, returning to the surface of the sea.

Hmm? It's devouring again!

"Junior! If you're so capable, fight with your own soul power. What's the point of absorbing my energy?!"

Poseidon's voice was deafening, like a tsunami, and the seawater beneath her feet surged and churned with the fluctuations of her emotions.

Yu Xiaolie stood on the back of the Fiery Sacred Dragon, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth: "Old woman! Didn't you also rely on the advantages of the sea to obtain endless soul power? You rely on the sea as your backing, and I rely on devouring to replenish my soul power. We're even."

The moment the word "old woman" was uttered, Poseidon's face turned ashen.

Although she has indeed lived for over a hundred years, thanks to her powerful cultivation, she has always maintained the appearance of someone in their twenties.

With silver hair, red lips, and a slender figure, she doesn't look like an old woman at all.
This guy is clearly deliberately exposing her weaknesses, how could she possibly hold back?
"you!"

Poseidon was so angry that his fingertips trembled. He slammed his scepter down heavily, and the surrounding seawater immediately erupted into waves hundreds of meters high.

"Alright! Then let's fight on land! You must not devour my soul power, and I will not rely on the energy of the sea!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaolie raised an eyebrow, surprised that this woman had taken the bait so easily.

He deliberately dragged out the words: "Afraid of you—old woman—"

"boom!"

Before the words were even finished, the two figures vanished from the spot, leaving only the shattered sea surface behind.

"This……"

In the distant sea, the Sea Dragon Douluo poked his head out, only to see an empty sea surface and lingering soul power fluctuations.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything for a long time.

The high priest was actually provoked to land by a junior? And judging from his demeanor, he was clearly genuinely enraged.

As the head of the seven guardians of the Sea God's pillars, he had followed Poseidon for many years, and this was the first time he had ever seen the High Priest so angered.

"Such a powerful figure has actually emerged from the mainland..."

He muttered to himself, then shook his head, "What a pity. Having angered the High Priest, that kid is probably in grave danger."

……

Two figures suddenly appeared in mid-air above the dense primeval forest.

Poseidon's golden soul power faded considerably. Without the support of the sea, her soul power, though still substantial, was no longer inexhaustible.

"I'd like to see how many of my moves you can withstand with your level 98." Poseidon's voice was as cold as ice, her long silver hair fluttering in the wind.

"Roar--"

The Fiery Holy Dragon let out a deafening roar, and scorching flames spewed from its mouth, transforming into a fire dragon that rushed straight towards Poseidon.

Poseidon snorted coldly, tapped his scepter lightly, and the nine soul rings lit up in turn.

"Wrath of Poseidon!"

A brilliant blue light burst forth from the top of the scepter, colliding with the fire dragon and creating a deafening roar.

The energy shockwave uprooted the surrounding trees and plowed deep furrows into the ground.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yu Xiaolie lunged forward, his Asura Demon Sword flashing with crimson light as it slashed towards Poseidon's neck.

Poseidon hastily parried, and the scepter clashed with the demon sword, sparks flying everywhere.

"boom!"

The two separated immediately upon contact, each taking several steps back.

Poseidon's breathing became somewhat erratic; without the support of the sea, her soul power was being depleted much faster than expected.

Yu Xiaolie was in no better shape, with fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

But the fighting spirit in his eyes remained undiminished. He roared, and his fifth spirit ring lit up beneath his feet.

"Asura Demon Sword - Asura Judgment!"

The crimson sword light slashed down like divine punishment, and Poseidon dared not take it head-on, dodging it with a quick movement.

However, just as she regained her footing, the tail of the Fiery Holy Dragon swept towards her.

"Snapped!"

The blow landed squarely on Poseidon's waist, sending her flying backward and crashing through more than a dozen towering trees before finally stopping.

"Cough cough..."

A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of Poseidon's mouth, his eyes filled with disbelief.

She was actually driven to this point by a junior?

Yu Xiaolie wouldn't give her a chance to catch her breath, and chased after her like a ghost.

The Asura Demon Sword was swung repeatedly, its crimson sword energy weaving into an impenetrable net that enveloped Poseidon.

Poseidon was struggling to keep up, wielding her scepter with incredible speed and precision, but it was clear to anyone with eyes that she was already at a disadvantage.

Without the cover of the sea, her attack range was reduced by more than half, while Yu Xiaolie and Shenglong's teamwork remained incredibly smooth, leaving her struggling to keep up.

"Damn it... this can't go on," Poseidon cursed inwardly.

With a thought, rather than passively responding, he decided to take a gamble. His ninth spirit ring slowly glowed with a scarlet light, preparing to unleash his strongest binding skill.

"Now!" A sly glint flashed in Yu Xiaolie's eyes.

He suddenly pressed down on the head of the Fiery Holy Dragon, and then soared into the sky himself.

A pure white light shone from between his brows.

"Lighthead Soul Bone Skill: Mind Judgment!"

"what?!"

Poseidon was shocked, clearly caught off guard by this move, and tried to dodge, but it was too late.

The white light shot into her brow like an arrow and instantly entered her spiritual world.

Yu Xiaolie's head bone is a top-grade light attribute bone with a lifespan of 100,000 years. Those who are affected, especially if they are as wicked as the Platinum Bishop, will feel grief and repentance.

But people like Poseidon, whose actions are generally without major faults, tend to magnify her inner desires and petty evil thoughts.

"Om-"

Poseidon felt a buzzing in his mind, followed by a strange feeling.

It felt as if someone had used the purest power of light to cleanse her soul, bringing to light all her deepest, most hidden desires.

As the high priest of Poseidon Island, Poseidon lived a life of simplicity and devotion, dedicating all his energy to the faith in Poseidon.

All the emotions and desires of ordinary people were suppressed by her powerful cultivation.

It was only after meeting Tang Chen decades ago that the desires of a mortal rekindled deep within her heart.

Now, these desires and lusts, suppressed for nearly a century, are gushing out like a flood bursting its banks.

"Um……"

Poseidon let out a soft moan involuntarily, her beautiful face instantly turning bright red.

She felt unbearably hot all over, and all sorts of erotic images involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

"you……"

Poseidon was both shocked and furious, and had no choice but to interrupt her ninth soul skill, frantically circulating her powerful mental energy in an attempt to expel Yu Xiaolie's mental energy.

But the more she resisted, the clearer the images became, and her body grew increasingly hot.

Yu Xiaolie was also somewhat surprised.

Seeing the usually aloof high priest blushing with embarrassment, he couldn't help but feel a surge of playfulness.

"High Priest, what's wrong with you?"

He deliberately leaned closer, his tone flippant, "Your face is so red, could it be that..."

"shut up!"

Poseidon, filled with shame and indignation, swung her scepter violently, shouting, "You brat, how dare you flirt with me!"

(End of this chapter)