Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends.

The light was intense and pure, as if it had dyed the entire sky into a flowing golden ocean.

Countless tiny specks of light drifted outwards from the edge of the pillar of light, like a suspended shower of stars, falling on the soul masters stationed throughout Seagod Island, on the eyes of the residents looking up in the streets, and on the shoulders of the guardians maintaining the barrier in front of the Holy Pillar Platform.

The moment those forces of faith came into contact with the blue-gold defensive barrier surrounding Poseidon Island, they began to surge into the patterns on the barrier's surface at an extremely rapid speed.

They began to relight the patterns that had become dim due to the long-term attacks of the Deep Sea Whale King, making them solid and substantial again.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King frowned slightly.

He saw the rising golden pillar of light and sensed the power that Poseidon was injecting into the defensive barrier. That damned shell was being reinforced, like a turtle retracting into its shell, using its last bit of strength to protect itself.

But the Deep Sea Demon Whale King didn't pay much attention.

In his view, this was nothing more than Poseidon's last desperate struggle; she was merely using her last strength to delay the inevitable end.

While the Deep Sea Whale King was pondering these things, Poseidon had already vanished from the highest reef.

She appeared in the Temple of Poseidon atop Poseidon Mountain.

The air inside the palace was even calmer than outside. The deep-sea pearls embedded in the walls still emitted a faint blue glow, as if the entire palace was still immersed in its own breathing rhythm.

Without pausing, Poseidon strode past the row of neat stone pillars in the hall and stopped in front of the enormous statue of the sea god.

Then she raised her hand and placed her palm on the surface of the statue. The moment her palm touched the stone, a very faint buzzing sound was emitted.

The next moment, a deep tremor emanated from inside the statue, and with the appearance of that tremor, a layer of golden light, flowing like water, began to ripple on the surface of the sea god statue that had stood for countless millennia.

Light rose from the base of the statue, spreading upwards along the countless carved lines, illuminating the entire sculpture.

Then, the tall statue slowly shrank in a soft light.

The light flowed continuously across the surface of the statue, gradually compressing it from a colossal object tens of feet tall into a miniature model the size of a palm.

As the last ray of light completely disappeared, a golden statue, shaped like a miniature version of a sea god, quietly floated above Poseidon's palm.

Poseidon then stored it in his storage soul tool.

With the disappearance of the Poseidon statue, the ever-flowing Poseidon power above the entire Poseidon Mountain instantly decreased by more than half.

The energy that once filled the air and flowed as smoothly as breathing, like a river whose source had been suddenly cut off, began to slowly and silently dissipate from its edge.

After the statue disappeared, Poseidon did not waste time sensing the changes around her. She raised her trident and infused her will into the dissipating power of the sea god.

The blue light that was originally scattering and drifting away began to re-condense, change direction, and converge after coming into contact with her will, like a river that had been redirected, flowing from all directions towards the blue-gold defensive barrier surrounding Poseidon Island, making it thicker and more stable.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King sensed the change in the barrier. He narrowed his eyes slightly, but he was neither anxious nor impatient.

In his view, Poseidon was merely stalling for time. She was hiding on the summit of Poseidon Mountain, using her already limited power to repair the barrier that he had already consumed most of, but she dared not step out of that shell again.

How long did she think she could hold on?

No matter how thick that barrier was, it couldn't withstand the repeated attacks from the gods.

He resumed his attack.

A deep blue waterspout rose from the sea again, crashing into the barrier with an even higher frequency than before.

Golden arcs of electricity spread across the surface of the barrier, like a flame being ignited and silently licking its edges.

Each impact leaves a fine crack on the surface of the barrier, and those cracks are slowly deepening at a visible rate under his continuous blows.

Inside the Temple of Poseidon, Ariel stood in a corner, her fiery red hair shimmering slightly in the dim blue light of the temple.

She watched Poseidon's figure, her blue eyes swirling with extremely complex emotions.

Since the attack by the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, Poseidon had her stay in the Temple of the Sea God.

She didn't know what was happening outside, but she could feel the heavy sensation coming from afar, like the seabed itself trembling, and she could also feel the soul power that was draining from Poseidon's body.

Poseidon turned around, her gaze falling on Ariel. She walked over, stopped in front of Ariel, and reached out to take Ariel's wrist.

"How is it?" Ariel asked softly.

Poseidon did not answer her question.

She simply gripped Ariel's wrist, gathered the power of Poseidon in her palm, and then, with a flick of her wrist, vanished from Poseidon's Island in an instant, carrying Ariel with her.

A blue light enveloped them as they sped through the deep sea, like a stretched ray of light drawing a straight trajectory in the water.

The surrounding seawater was silently parted the moment it touched the light, and then closed up again after she passed through, like a wound being stitched up.

Ariel could feel her body moving at an incredible speed through layers of seawater. Distances that she used to have to swim with all her might to reach were being traversed in an instant, and countless points of light swept past her and disappeared.

She turned her head and saw that Poseidon's profile appeared unusually pale under the blue light.

On Poseidon Island, with Poseidon's departure, the blue-gold barrier that had been repeatedly reinforced was becoming fragile at an unprecedented rate.

Under the relentless attacks of the Deep Sea Whale King, the fine cracks deepened, spread, and intersected, gradually forming a spiderweb-like network of broken areas.

As the Deep Sea Demon Whale King gazed at the crumbling barrier, a glimmer of true light finally appeared in his golden eyes.

That shell is finally going to break.

He intensified his attack.

Dozens of water tornadoes struck the same point on the barrier's surface at the same time, and golden arcs of electricity spread outwards along the cracks, completely tearing apart the already fragile barrier.

With a dull cracking sound, the defensive barrier surrounding Poseidon Island finally shattered completely, turning into countless tiny specks of light that drifted towards the sea.

Countless sea spirit beasts surged into Seagod Island at the same time.

Those enormous figures, like dark tides rising from the deep sea, surged into the outer area of ​​Poseidon Island along the newly torn rift. Their scales gleamed coldly in the sunlight, and their huge tail fins carved long, thin white streaks across the sea surface.

The defensive fortifications surrounding Poseidon Island were crushed like paper in an instant. The Soul Masters who had patrolled the coastline of Poseidon Island didn't even have a chance to put up any decent resistance in the face of the massive sea spirit beast horde before being completely submerged in the dark torrent.

On Poseidon Island, the Seven Pillars watched the light disappear into the deep sea, and they already had some guesses in their hearts.

Poseidon left with the statue of Poseidon and Ariel; she did not choose to stay on the island to die with them.

They did not feel any mockery towards Poseidon's reaction.

Loyal to the sea god, they also believed that Poseidon's actions were not wrong.

If they were Poseidon, they would make the same choice.

After all, Poseidon's nine trials required Poseidon to sacrifice his life, and she was never one to be afraid of death.

Seahorse Douluo stood in front of the Seahorse Sacred Pillar, his hands pressed on the base of the pillar, and blue light rapidly rose upwards along the fine lines.

He could feel the aura of the sea spirit beasts rushing towards him, like countless ropes tightening simultaneously, pulling his senses from all directions.

Sea Witch Douluo stood atop the tallest tower in Sea Witch City, staff in hand, her gaze fixed on the surging horde of Sea Soul Beasts.

The sea spirit beasts surged into every street and courtyard of Seagod Island like a dark tide, their enormous bodies crushing the low buildings into fragments, like a forest being slowly flattened.

Sea Star Douluo, Sea Spear Douluo, Sea Dragon Douluo, and Sea Ghost Douluo also met the first wave of attacks in their respective positions. Those huge sea spirit beasts were like a dark torrent released at the same time, submerging their figures in the surging waves and energy light.

But none of the Seven Pillars retreated.

They ignited their last bit of strength.

Chapter 588 The Disappearance of Poseidon Island

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King set foot on the territory of Seagod Island.

The moment his feet touched the white sand, the fine grains of sand parted slightly to the sides, then gathered together again after he had settled.

His magnificent robes shimmered like flowing seawater in the sunlight, and his long hair swayed gently in the breeze.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King did not look at the Seven Pillar Guardians who were fighting fiercely with his Sea Soul Beasts.

Those people were fighting desperately in front of the various sacred pillars, with blue and gold light flashing alternately around them.

Kaiba Douluo stood in front of the sacred pillar, his hands pressed on the base of the pillar, pouring his last bit of soul power into the slowly dimming blue-gold pillar of light.

Sea Witch Douluo stood atop the tower, the light at the tip of her staff constantly shattering and reforming.

They burned their last bit of strength, trying to hold onto something in the dark torrent.

But the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's gaze merely swept over them without lingering.

These people had confronted him before he became a god, when he was already the most powerful being in the ocean.

Now that he has entered the realm of gods, these mortal soul masters are no longer worthy of his attention.

He took a step forward.

The space beneath his feet was compressed into a thin sheet of paper, and the outline of Poseidon Mountain rapidly magnified before his eyes.

When he took his third step, he was already standing in front of the Temple of Poseidon on the summit of Poseidon Mountain.

The palace, built at the highest point, still stands in its original location, with the deep-sea pearls inlaid on the walls still emitting a faint blue glow, just as always.

But the Deep Sea Demon Whale King noticed something was wrong after just one glance.

The atmosphere here is off.

The power of the sea god that should have filled the temple of the sea god is now so thin that it is almost exhausted. Like a stream whose riverbed has been drained, only the remaining moisture is slowly dissipating.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's brows furrowed slowly. He strode through the palace gates, past the gates illuminated by the eerie blue light, his steps light and shadow.

There should have been a huge statue of the sea god there, but now only the remaining marks on the edge of the base remain, like a mark left by the wear and tear of time.

A bad feeling flashed through his mind in an instant.

Poseidon fled with the statue of Poseidon and his successor.

The high priestess who stood on the reef and confronted him head-on, relying on the millennia-old faith of Poseidon Island to fight him back and forth several times, the high priestess who unleashed the Thirteen Forms of Poseidon in front of him, had already left after using her last bit of strength to reinforce the defensive barrier.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's gaze shifted from the empty pedestal, sweeping across every corner of the entire palace.

There is no statue of Poseidon, no successor to Poseidon, and no Poseidon.

He no longer needs to confirm anything.

The footprints he left behind appeared and disappeared silently on the stone steps, and the sleeves of the Deep Sea Whale King drew a short arc in the air as he turned around.

He raised his right hand, fingers spread, towards the empty palace.

"Boom—!"

Dark blue divine power surged from his palm, like a shockwave compressed to its limit, striking precisely the center of the palace.

At the same time, the huge stone pillars, which were engraved with wave patterns, broke in the middle. The upper half of the pillars, which lost their support, collapsed downwards and crashed to the ground, splashing up large pieces of gravel.

The deep-sea pearls embedded in the wall shattered one after another in the aftershocks of the shock wave, turning into countless fine powders scattered on the already cracked ground.

The Temple of Poseidon shattered under the divine power of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King. The ancient building that had stood atop Poseidon Mountain for ten thousand years was reduced to ruins in an instant.

As the palace collapsed, rubble and dust flew in all directions, and the sea breeze poured in through the cracks in the broken walls, swirling the fine stone dust high into the air.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King stood still, looking at the crumbling ruins before him, his expression even colder than before.

Anger surged within those golden eyes.

She fled. She fled with the statue of the sea god and his successor.

"Fine." The Deep Sea Demon Whale King spoke in a low voice, his tone carrying a kind of anger that seemed to have been cooled to the extreme and then suddenly surged up.

"No wonder she returned to the Temple of Poseidon in the end; she had run away."

He stood above the slowly sinking ruins, then slowly rose into the air, hovering in the void directly above Poseidon Island.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's gaze swept downwards across the entire island, where the sea spirit beasts had already occupied most of the cutting-edge area of ​​Seagod Island.

The once clean and tidy buildings on Poseidon Island are collapsing one after another under the impact of the massive body of the Sea Soul Beast.

Seahorse Douluo still stands in front of the Seahorse Sacred Pillar, and Sea Witch Douluo still stands at the top of the tower, but their light is dimming.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's spiritual power spread downwards like a tide, covering every inch of Seagod Island.

He relentlessly searched for traces of the sea god's power, meticulously looking for any sea god's marks that might remain scattered throughout the island, but he found nothing that would make him turn his attention away.

The sea god's power that once filled the air had been completely poured into the defensive barrier by Poseidon when she left.

When the barrier shattered, those powers completely dissipated into the sea breeze, leaving no trace that could be captured.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King hovered high in the sky, slowly withdrawing its spiritual power.

He turned his head slightly to look at various parts of Seagod Island, where the Seven Pillar Guardians, who were fighting the Sea Soul Beasts, were still trying to put up a last stand.

But the Deep Sea Whale King had lost interest in watching them.

He raised his hand, fingers spread, palm facing down at the island that was already mostly covered by war and soul beasts.

Dark blue divine power surged from the palm of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, like a gate to the abyss being opened, rushing rapidly along the meridians of his arm to his fingertips.