Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends.

His five fingers curled slightly for a moment, then suddenly opened wide.

The entire sea responded at the same moment.

The seawater around Poseidon Island fell into an eerie stillness. The waves that were still crashing against the shoreline, the undercurrents disturbed by the movement of the sea spirit beasts, and the water droplets that were repeatedly swirled up and fell in the sea breeze all stopped in that instant.

It was as if an unseen hand had pressed the pause button on the entire sea.

Then, the sea level began to rise.

The first change was in the ring of water surrounding Poseidon Island. The seawater rose at an abnormal speed, surging from the coastline into the island's interior, like a slowly rising curtain of water.

Next, on the more distant sea, the waves that were originally just undulating were simultaneously raised several feet high and converged towards the Seagod Island.

Wave upon wave, surge upon surge, the power of the entire sea surging in the same direction at the same moment, like a giant beast being awakened slowly stretching its body.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King hovered high in the sky, looking down at the Sea God Island that was being slowly swallowed by the sea.

The seven guardians of the Seagod Island have ceased fighting, and the sea spirit beasts that surged onto the island instinctively retreated upon seeing the sea rise, attempting to escape into deeper waters.

But they are too slow.

When the first giant wave crashed against the Seagod Island, the area where the Seahorse Pillar was located was swallowed up.

The sacred pillar broke in two the moment it touched the seawater, and the upper half of the pillar, along with the stone platform on its base engraved with sea god patterns, sank into the churning water.

The blue-gold light flashed briefly the instant the pillar broke, and then went out completely.

Next was the Sea Witch City, a white complex built on the southern slope of Poseidon Island. The white buildings began to crumble from the bottom under the impact of the waves, and the walls made of white coral stone tilted and fell apart the moment the seawater poured in.

The figure of the Sea Witch Douluo fell from the top of the tower and into the surging waves. Her sea-blue hair and the light of her staff disappeared completely the moment she was swallowed up.

The Starfish Pillars, the Sea Spear Pillars, the Sea Dragon Pillars, and the Sea Demon Pillars fell one after another in the surging waves.

Those ancient stone pillars that had stood for thousands of years shattered like fragile porcelain under the impact of the giant waves, their fragments mixed with seawater, silt and gravel, spreading in all directions.

The inhabitants who had lived on Poseidon Island for generations did not have time to react.

Some people were still standing in the square, looking up at the floating figure in the sky, their eyes reflecting the dark blue light that was covering the entire island.

Some people, guided by believers, had already retreated towards Mount Poseidon, but before the giant waves arrived, their figures, along with the low stone houses, were swallowed up.

The waves surged, piled up, and overlapped, like a dark city wall being pushed up from all directions simultaneously. Its height continued to rise, its width continued to expand, and its speed continued to increase.

Poseidon Island is disappearing amidst the raging tsunami unleashed by the Deep Sea Whale King.

Those buildings, which had been rebuilt countless times, shattered, sank, and were washed away in the waves.

The beaches and reefs blessed by the sea god were gradually stripped away from the surface by the repeated erosion of seawater and energy, revealing the underlying rock layers that had been soaked for countless millennia.

The streets that the residents of Poseidon Island had walked through repeatedly, the warehouses used to store goods and supplies, and the shipyards and docks built near the coastline were all covered by the sea at the same time.

The entire island is like a sugar cube thrown into boiling water, dissolving in a slow and irreversible manner.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King hovered high in the sky, looking down at the churning seawater and the island whose outline was being completely erased, his gaze icy.

He watched as Poseidon Island was stripped of its outer shell, its internal organs removed, and its bones crushed layer by layer by his power, until it finally disappeared completely into the churning waves.

The soul masters on Seagod Island were nowhere to be seen, and the sea soul beasts had scattered with the ocean currents.

As the waves gradually subsided and the scattered silt and pebbles began to settle again, there was nothing left on the sea surface where Poseidon Island was located.

All that remained was a turbid yet calm sea surface that had been churned up.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King took one last look at that area of ​​the sea, then turned and flew towards the Deep Sea Demon Whale Sea.

His figure drew an extremely long arc in the air, his speed far exceeding the movement limits of any living creature.

The distance between Poseidon Island and the Demon Whale Sea is but a fleeting moment in the face of his current speed.

When he re-diveed into the dark waters, the temperature, water pressure, and light around him returned to their familiar rhythm.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale Queen was floating in that area illuminated by a deep blue light. When the Demon Whale King returned, his enormous body swam forward a distance, his eyes, which also shone with golden light, carrying a silent question.

Lan Fuzi also swam over from not far away, her dark blue eyes filled with curiosity.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King stopped in front of them, his voice low and calm: "Seagod Island has disappeared."

The Deep Sea Demon Whale Queen's gaze shifted slightly, as if she had already anticipated the outcome: "Where is Poseidon?"

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King was silent for a moment, then his voice was a fraction lower than before: "She escaped. She left with the statue of the Sea God and the successor of the Sea God before the defensive barrier shattered."

The Deep Sea Demon Whale Queen did not ask any further questions. She simply looked into the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's golden eyes, which held a kind of sharpness that was being forced to be suppressed. She saw that sharpness, and she also saw the force with which he suppressed it.

She leaned forward slightly: "You are now the goddess of the ocean. As long as she is still in this sea, you can find her through the ocean."

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's pupils narrowed slightly, as if illuminated for a moment by something. He remained silent for two breaths, and then a hint of relaxation finally appeared on his cold and hard face.

“You’re right. As long as she’s in this ocean, the ocean will tell me where she is.”

The Deep Sea Demon Whale Queen nodded slightly, saying nothing more, simply hovering quietly beside him, filling the silence with her presence.

Seeing that their conversation had ended, Lan Fuzi swam over and approached the Deep Sea Demon Whale King: "Father, did you defeat that high priest?"

“She escaped,” said the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, his voice softening slightly, “but she won’t be able to escape for long.”

Lan Fuzi nodded as if she understood, but she didn't pay much attention to the answer. She simply moved closer and circled the Deep Sea Demon Whale King once: "Seagod Island has disappeared, so will Father still go out?"

“Not for now.” The Deep Sea Demon Whale King lowered his head to look at her, a gentleness that only a father would possess surging in his golden eyes. “Father will stay here and stay with you for a while.”

Lan Fuzi's eyes lit up immediately. She happily flicked her tail fin, her long, sea-blue hair drawing a smooth arc in the water: "That's wonderful!"

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King looked at his daughter's joyful appearance and didn't say much, just letting her circle around him.

Chapter 589 Two Gods

Lan Fuzi's laughter echoed in the deep sea like the sound of bells enveloped by the currents of water. She spun around and chattered away.

She said she recently discovered a new coral reef in the Mantis Sea, and that there were many bioluminescent jellyfish there that she had never seen before. She said she wanted to go back and see what they looked like when they glowed at night.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King listened, occasionally nodding and occasionally responding with a soft "hmm".

His gaze fell on Lan Fuzi, watching her swim in the water, and her eyes, which were shimmering with a pale golden glow from the deep blue light of the seabed.

But his senses didn't really linger on her.

While he was talking to Lan Fuzi, his spiritual power was spreading in all directions in an extremely subtle way.

That spiritual power was not ostentatious, nor did it carry any detectable energy fluctuations. It was like an invisible ink slowly injected into the seawater, spreading along every current, every water temperature boundary, and every track of water stirred up by schools of fish, towards every corner of the entire ocean.

The power of the Deep Sea Whale King is the wrath of the sea, but wrath is only the surface of his power.

Beneath that divine position shrouded in rage lies something even more fundamental.

The ocean itself.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's perception and connection with the sea were much deeper than he had anticipated when he first entered the realm of gods.

He could feel himself establishing a connection with every inch of the sea. The undercurrents and eddies that he used to have to repeatedly confirm to perceive were now clearly present in his consciousness, just like the extension of his fingers.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King was not in a hurry to find Poseidon's whereabouts; he was simply sensing.

Feel the pulse of the ocean, feel the subtle changes in the seawater as it flows through different temperature layers, and feel the tiny eddies stirred up by schools of fish swimming in different sea areas.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King is waiting for the sea to tell him Poseidon's location.

Lan Fuzi finally tired of swimming and stopped in front of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, her dark blue eyes sparkling: "Father, can you come with me to see that coral reef tomorrow?"

“Yes,” said the Deep Sea Demon Whale King.

Lan Fuzi happily flicked her tail fin, turned around, and swam away into the distance: "Then I'll go tell my mother first!"

Her figure quickly blended into the distant expanse illuminated by the pale blue light, a blur of motion.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King watched her figure disappear from sight, then gently closed his eyes.

His consciousness sank into the deep sea. The information about the seawater flowing through his senses was like countless thin lines playing simultaneously, each conveying the condition of the sea to him in its own way.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King searched for information that did not match his perception, traces that had been added to the seawater, and residual soul power that should not have existed in a specific location.

He searched for the mark left by Poseidon when she used the power of the sea god, a power attribute that was of the same origin as his but different in nature, like a glimmer of light in the night in this sea area covered by his perception.

It took him about fifteen minutes to complete the first scan.

Then he started the second round.

The second round was more detailed than the first. He no longer focused on the large-scale changes in water flow, but instead concentrated on the subtle, easily overlooked fluctuations.

Those fluctuations were exactly what he was looking for.

The remnants of Poseidon's power in space, the faint trace left after its use, like the last mark left on the surface of rock after being washed by water.

While the Deep Sea Demon Whale King was focused on tracking that trail, Poseidon was rapidly navigating the undercurrents in a deep trench far from the Deep Sea Demon Whale's territory.

Her right hand still gripped the golden trident scepter, its light much dimmer than before, yet it still steadily emitted a faint golden glow, providing her and Ariel with a final shield.

Ariel followed beside her, her fiery red hair flowing backward in the water. Her gaze would occasionally fall on Poseidon's profile, where she could see the suppressed weariness churning in his deep, ocean-like eyes.

Poseidon's speed suddenly slowed down.

Her body paused slightly, as if she had been gently tripped by something.

Then she suddenly stopped, her whole body floating in the water, her right hand pressed against her chest, her brows furrowed.

Ariel stopped as well and swam to her side: "High Priestess?"

Poseidon did not answer.

Her lips moved slightly, and then a stream of dark red blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.

The blood quickly spread in the water, turning into a fine red thread that slowly drifted in the dark seawater.

Ariel's pupils contracted sharply: "High Priest!"

She swam quickly to Poseidon, reached out and held her arm, and could feel her body trembling slightly.

Poseidon raised the hand that wasn't holding the scepter, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, and whispered, "Seagod Island... has disappeared."

For a moment, Ariel didn't know how to respond.

She could feel her heart beating faster, and a subtle feeling was emerging in her senses.

Although she never truly considered Poseidon Island her home, she still felt a vague and inexplicable emptiness at that moment.

Poseidon Island has vanished. All the Sea Soul Masters and Soul Masters who lived with her, all the faces whose names she hadn't yet memorized, all the streets and paths she hadn't yet fully explored—they're all gone.

Poseidon's body swayed again.

Her right knee bent slightly, as if something had pulled a support point from the inside. Her whole body shifted half an inch to the side under the push of that undercurrent, and then she regained her balance through her own willpower.

Ariel could feel the tremor spreading from her shoulder to her wrist through the fingers that were holding her arm, as if a taut string was vibrating inside her.

"High Priest, you are badly injured." Ariel's voice was low, but she could feel the urgency in it that even she herself could not completely suppress.

Poseidon did not deny it.

She could feel the power within her that had once been closely connected to Poseidon Island breaking off, dissipating, and falling silent in a way that she could not stop.

The connections that had been built up over millennia in the power of faith on Poseidon Island have now crumbled along with the island's disappearance.

Her connection with Poseidon Island, accumulated over tens of thousands of years, is deeply ingrained.

Now that Poseidon Island has sunk, a portion of the connection that had long been rooted in her body has been forcibly torn apart. The backlash is like an anchor rope that has been suddenly snapped, exploding a fine crack deep within her meridians.

Poseidon felt the wound inside her body slowly bleeding, and could feel the soul power seeping out from the edge of the wound flowing out along her meridians in a way that she could not fully control.

She was silent for a moment, then slowly straightened up: "I'm fine."

Ariel didn't expose her.

She withdrew her hand from Poseidon's arm, then slightly raised her right palm, palm up, and a warm, sea-blue light shone from her palm.

The light was not dazzling, but it had a unique warm and smooth texture, like something that had been baked in the sun.

“Don’t move,” Ariel said.

She gently placed her palms on Poseidon's back between his shoulder blades.

The azure light spread outwards along Poseidon's back the moment it made contact, like a thin veil soaked in warm water, covering the slowly bleeding wound inside her body.

Poseidon's body stiffened slightly for a moment, then relaxed.

She felt the warmth seeping into her body, slowly flowing, soaking, and filling along the slightly wrinkled edges of the torn meridians.

Although the crack had not been completely healed, the feeling of continuous loss was slowly being reduced.

Poseidon's breathing calmed down a bit. She glanced at Ariel but didn't say anything more.