Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's gaze swept over Ursula.

He sensed the other person's presence.

More than 500,000 years ago.

A cold smile curled at the corners of his lips.

That smile held undisguised contempt.

For over 500,000 years, it has been the absolute overlord of any sea.

But compared to him, they were nothing special.

His cultivation level is one million years.

There is an insurmountable gap between them.

"So you are the master of this place?" the Deep Sea Demon Whale King asked, his voice deep and rumbling like thunder, echoing through the cave.

His tone lacked respect and probing; it was instead characterized by a condescending, almost interrogative indifference.

Ursula looked at him, her smile deepening.

She was not annoyed by the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's attitude, nor did she show any displeasure.

She simply sat up slowly, her pale fingers gently stroking the gem at the tip of her staff.

“Your Highness, Demon Whale King,” her voice was languid and hoarse, like the sobbing of an underwater current, “do you know what I do in the deep sea?”

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King did not speak.

His gaze fell coldly on Ursula's face, without any change in expression.

Ursula seemed to have anticipated his reaction, smiled, and continued, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Ursula, and I deal in trade in this deep sea."

She paused, her deep green eyes narrowing slightly.

"Any spirit beast can trade with me, as long as they can afford the price. Potions, power, information, protection... anything you can think of, I can give you."

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's gaze shifted slightly.

transaction?

He had been asleep for many years and knew very little about what had happened in this sea area in recent years.

He had never heard of the woman in front of him.

But his intuition told him that this woman was not simple.

It wasn't that she was particularly strong; her cultivation level was nothing special in his eyes.

It's not simple in terms of methods.

Being able to conduct business in the deep sea and have 100,000-year-old soul beasts like Hu Shan and Jia Shan serve him requires considerable cunning and skill.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King stared indifferently at Ursula, still remaining silent.

Ursula wasn't in a hurry.

Her fingers tapped lightly on her staff, making a rhythmic tapping sound.

“Your Highness,” she began slowly, “the Buddhist disciple made a deal with me. Guess what she traded?”

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's brows furrowed sharply.

Lan Fuzi?

Trading with her?

His gaze suddenly sharpened like a knife as he stared intently at Ursula.

"Don't try to be mysterious." He snorted coldly, his voice already carrying a hint of impatience and pressure.

Ursula's smile deepened as she looked at him.

She didn't keep them in suspense and went straight to the point: "The Buddhist disciple has chosen to temporarily transform into a human and has gone to human society."

The moment the words left his mouth, the seawater in the entire cave seemed to freeze.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's pupils suddenly contracted.

A terrifying, suffocating pressure suddenly erupted from his body!

The oppressive force was so real that it transformed into an invisible giant wave, crushing down in all directions!

The deep-sea pearls on the cave walls trembled violently under this oppressive force, emitting a piercing screeching sound. The seawater was torn apart and surged wildly, and the entire Fishbone Cave trembled slightly.

Hu Shan and Jia Shan turned pale, their bodies forced backward by the oppressive force until they crashed into the cave wall and barely stopped.

How dare you!

The voice of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King was like thunder, making the entire cave resonate.

His eyes burned with a dark blue rage as he stared intently at Ursula, as if he wanted to devour her alive.

"How dare you send a Buddhist disciple into human society!"

His voice was filled with suppressed rage.

What is human society?

That was the domain of Soul Masters, a slaughterhouse for hunting Soul Beasts!

His daughter, the princess of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, actually went to that kind of place?

What's the difference between this and sending a lamb into a pack of wolves?

Ursula sat on her throne, her expression unchanged as she faced the terrifying pressure of the Deep Sea Whale King, a pressure capable of crushing everything.

Even his sitting posture didn't change.

Still languid, still composed, still with a half-smile.

Because at the very moment the Deep Sea Demon Whale King unleashed its oppressive power, the entire Fishbone Cave suddenly lit up.

The power fluctuations that permeated the cave walls, dome, and ground were activated simultaneously at this moment.

Countless beams of dark blue light surged forth from all directions, intertwining, entwining, and coalescing in the air, instantly transforming into a massive array that enveloped the entire cave.

Mysterious patterns flowed within the formation, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

The moment the pressure of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King collided with the formation, it vanished without a trace, like a mud ox entering the sea.

There was no collision, no explosion, and no energy storm.

It just disappeared.

It's as if it never existed.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's pupils contracted slightly.

His gaze toward Ursula finally changed.

It's no longer contempt, no longer indifference.

Rather, it is a re-examination, tinged with a solemnity.

This woman was much more difficult to deal with than he had imagined.

Ursula looked at him, the smile still on her lips.

She didn't speak, but just stared quietly at the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, as if waiting for a reaction.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King remained silent for a moment.

The anger in his deep blue eyes gradually subsided, replaced by a deep, suppressed calm.

He didn't want to waste any more time.

Through the probing just now, he had confirmed one thing: Ursula's strength was far more than just the 500,000-year-old figure on the surface.

That formation, that method of dispelling the oppressive force, and the calm and composed demeanor she displayed when facing him…

All of this shows that this woman has a trump card up her sleeve.

He didn't have time to waste here.

For Lan Fuzi, every moment he stays in human society increases the danger he faces.

He must find her as soon as possible.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King took a deep breath, suppressing the surging anger within him, and spoke in a low voice:

"Since you helped Lan Fuzi enter human society, you must know how to find her."

It's not a question, it's a statement.

His gaze was fixed on Ursula, not missing a single subtle change in her expression.

Ursula smiled.

In that smile, there was a long-awaited satisfaction, like a hunter finally seeing his prey step into the trap.

finally come.

She thought to herself.

“Your Highness, Demon Whale King,” she spoke slowly, her voice languid and composed, “I cannot find Lan Fuzi out of thin air.”

She paused, her deep green eyes narrowing slightly.

“But my ability is to make deals. You can find the Buddha’s disciple by making a deal with me.”

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King looked at her and remained silent for a moment.

"What do you want?" he asked, his voice flat, as if asking about something trivial.

Ursula shook her head, her smile deepening.

"Your Highness, this was not my decision."

She raised her hand, her pale fingers lightly touching the air.

"It depends on what is needed in the search for the Buddha's disciple."

The moment she finished speaking, her soul power surged.

A deep blue light surged forth from her body, coalescing, intertwining, and swirling in front of her, gradually transforming into a scale.