Douluo: Martial Soul Asura Sword, Supreme Killing God

Su Mo spoke casually, but to Elke and the others, it was like a bolt from the blue.

"This...how is this possible?!"

The man who had led the way earlier said as if he had seen a ghost,

"I clearly saw you drink the wine and eat the food with my own eyes, there's no way you're not guilty!"

"Soul-Eating Powder?" Su Mo downed the wine in his hand in one gulp. "This poison is indeed quite potent. Its medicinal properties are so strong that even an ordinary Soul Saint would feel weak all over if affected by it."

He paused slightly, then chuckled softly, "Unfortunately, it won't work on me."

Having absorbed the immortal herb, he was already immune to all poisons.

Upon hearing this, Elke's face darkened completely.

He snorted coldly: "Kid, since you've found out, I'm not going to pretend anymore!"

If you know what's good for you, hand over all your money. If I'm in a good mood, I might even spare your life.

Otherwise…

Before he finished speaking, he released his martial spirit.

A giant phantom octopus appeared, its eight thick tentacles waving in the air.

Immediately afterwards, two yellow and three purple soul rings rose slowly from beneath his feet, emitting soul power fluctuations of level 52.

"Kid, see that?" Elke grinned. "I'm a genuine Soul King, scared yet?"

"If you're scared, just hand over your money obediently, and maybe I'll consider sparing your life."

The other men behind him also released their martial spirits, and various colors of light flickered in the room.

However, they were only at the Soul Venerable level or below, and their Martial Souls were just ordinary marine creatures.

“Noisy.” Su Mo uttered two words indifferently.

As soon as he finished speaking, his hair flew up without any wind, and his clothes fluttered in the wind.

An extremely fierce sword intent suddenly burst forth from his body, instantly filling the entire room.

The sword energy scattered and surged, instantly pulverizing the tables, chairs, walls, and ceiling in the room.

Suddenly, several sharp, blood-red sword energies shot out.

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Almost simultaneously, a thin, hair-like bloodstain appeared on the necks of Elke and several other men.

Elke and the others instinctively covered their necks with both hands, trying to stop the small wound.

They stared intently at Su Mo, their eyes filled with fear and disbelief.

Until their bodies began to lose strength, until their consciousness began to fade, they couldn't believe what had just happened.

A young man who looked to be no more than twenty years old had ingested the Soul-Eating Powder, yet he was completely unharmed.

Moreover, he didn't even release his martial spirit; he simply and effortlessly killed them all, including a level 52 Soul King... in an instant.

A moment later, Elke and the others all collapsed to the ground.

Their eyes remained open until they died.

Soon, blood began to gush from their necks, spreading rapidly across the floor. The strong, pungent smell of blood quickly filled the entire room.

Meanwhile, at the other end of the cabin, the two remaining men in charge of navigating the boat heard the commotion coming from inside.

The two exchanged a glance, a hint of doubt flashing in their eyes.

They crept stealthily toward Su Mo's room.

When they arrived at the door and saw the scene inside, their faces turned deathly pale.

Corpses and blood were everywhere!

Their leader, Elke, lay in the middle of a pool of blood, his eyes wide open.

His face still held the frozen terror of his last moments.

The other brothers also lay sprawled on the ground, all dying in the same manner.

The young man, however, remained calm, as if nothing had happened.

The two men's legs gave way, and they collapsed to the ground, trembling violently.

Who exactly is this young man?

What is his strength? Soul Emperor? Soul Saint? Or even higher?

The two men's minds went blank, and only endless fear spread through them.

They then realized that they had kicked a hornet's nest this time.

"My...my lord, please spare my life!"

A man suddenly knelt on the ground, his forehead pounding against the floor.

"This has nothing to do with us! It was all Elke's idea! We were just responsible for navigating the ship, please spare us!"

The other man quickly followed suit, kowtowing and pleading, "My lord, please have mercy on us and spare our lives!"

Su Mo calmly looked at the two of them: "If you don't want to die, then go and control the ship properly."

"Yes...yes! We'll go right away! We'll go right away!"

The two men, as if granted a pardon, scrambled out of the doorway.

They didn't even dare to look back.

The two stumbled and fell onto the deck.

Their legs were still trembling uncontrollably, and their faces were completely pale.

"What...what do we do now?"

"What should we do? Of course, we should steer the boat carefully. Do you want to die?"

"No...I don't want to die!"

"Then hurry up and get to work."

"Yes...do the work."

For a time, the two of them put in an unprecedented amount of effort.

Meanwhile, the Flying Fish sailed steadily toward the Demon Whale Sea under the cover of night...

Chapter 125 The Demon Whale Sea

a few days later.

The Flying Fish finally entered the terrifying waters of the Demon Whale.

The sky here is gray and gloomy, not even a ray of sunlight can penetrate.

The seawater was a deep, dark blue, sending chills down one's spine, as if there were an endless abyss at the bottom of the sea.

Moreover, apart from the sound of the waves, the surroundings were eerily quiet.

At this moment, on the deck of the Flying Fish, the two crew members looked around nervously, afraid that something might suddenly jump out from the deep sea.

Su Mo stood at the bow of the ship, his hands behind his back, the sea breeze rustling his robes.

His gaze calmly swept across the sea ahead.

This composure stood in stark contrast to the fear of the two crew members.

"Let's stop here and stop the boat," Su Mo said calmly.

"Yes, sir." The two men quickly brought the boat to a stop on the sea, secretly relieved.

It seems that this mysterious figure has no intention of venturing deeper into the Demon Whale Sea.

At that moment, Su Mo's figure rose into the air without relying on any external object.

Upon seeing this, the two crew members' pupils dilated in shock, and their expressions were as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight, their mouths agape as if they could fit an egg in them.

"He...he...he..." a crew member stammered, "He...he can actually fly?"

"A Title Douluo..." another crew member's voice trembled, "Such a young Title Douluo... How is this possible?!"

The two looked at each other, both seeing disbelief in each other's eyes.

Only then did they truly understand what kind of being Captain Elke had provoked.

Robbing a Title Douluo?

Isn't this like trying to light a lantern in an outhouse?

Just then, Su Mo, who was in mid-air, spoke up: "Deep Sea Demon Whale King, come out and face your death!"

His voice, imbued with powerful soul energy, boomed like thunder from the heavens above the Demon Whale Sea.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the two crew members on deck changed drastically.

"What...what did he just say? He told the Deep Sea Demon Whale King to come out and die?"

"Could he be here to hunt down the Deep Sea Demon Whale King?"

"He's gone mad... He must be mad. That's a 100,000-year-old soul beast, and this is at sea. The power of the demonic whale will be even more terrifying."

They desperately wanted to escape this sea area, but because of Su Mo's presence, they dared not make any rash moves.

Su Mo ignored their reactions, simply hovering quietly in mid-air, hands behind his back, his gaze calmly fixed on the sea below.

Suddenly, something unexpected happened!

The once calm sea began to churn violently, and the Flying Fish rocked violently in the waves.

The two crew members were rocked so badly they clung tightly to whatever was beside them to avoid being thrown into the deep sea.

The next moment, a huge black shadow slowly rose from the deep sea.

The shadow was so large it defied description, almost completely obscuring Su Mo's field of vision.

The once deep blue seawater turned pitch black at that moment.