Just as Ning Liu had predicted.

Somewhere, countless meters away from the Sky Shuttle of Hanhai Town, in an eternally dark trench where even sunlight cannot reach, a single eye, larger than a mountain, slowly opened.

That eye was brighter than the world's largest searchlight, its pupil reflecting an eternal loneliness and tyranny.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King.

Its massive body moved slightly, causing the entire trench to surge with undercurrents, and countless weak soul beasts that lived there were instantly crushed into dust by the water pressure.

In his perception, an aura formed from dozens of top-tier auras was sweeping across the distant upper sea.

"Humans..."

A dull, ancient voice echoed in its mind.

How many years has it been?

Ever since that man wielding the trident severely injured it and blinded one of its eyes, no human has dared to trespass into its territory in such a grand manner.

Among these auras, several stood out, posing a strong threat even across the endless sea.

What do so many powerful individuals want to do? Conquer the ocean?

No, that's not right.

A hint of human thought flashed in the giant single eye of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King.

This power, though terrifying, is far from enough to conquer the entire ocean.

They have a clear goal, act swiftly, and show no intention of pausing or exploring, heading straight in one direction.

That direction is...

Poseidon Island!

The mere thought of this name nearly ignited the resentment and hatred that the Deep Sea Demon Whale King had accumulated over millions of years.

But then, an even more cunning idea came to mind.

Go, go!

It would be best to cause a complete upheaval!

Although that man ascended to the realm of gods, the legacy he left behind, with each generation of high priests, was anything but benevolent.

Let these top experts from the continent challenge her; if they both suffer heavy losses...

The enormous single eye slowly closed, and the terrifying aura subsided. The Deep Sea Demon Whale King fell silent once more, like an ancient, unchanging reef, letting the undercurrents wash over it.

...

When the light inside the Sky Shuttle in Hanhai Town changed from dim to bright again, and grew brighter and brighter, everyone knew that they were almost at their destination.

"We are rising."

Ning Liu's voice rang out in the main hall.

Through the transparent dome, everyone could see the azure sea being rapidly thrown below, with golden sunlight piercing through the water's surface, transforming into a dazzling curtain of light.

Whoosh—!

With a soft sound, the giant boat broke through the water.

The glaring sunlight made many people squint, and the fresh, salty sea breeze instantly rushed in, replacing the enclosed air inside the boat.

The energy shield on the hull quietly dissipated, and a lush, vibrant island appeared before everyone's eyes without warning.

Seabirds circled overhead, emitting clear calls.

The pristine white sand beach, like a jade ribbon, encircles the island.

In the distance, there is a dense primeval forest, with some peculiar buildings vaguely visible among it.

This is Poseidon Island.

"Look! What's that?"

On the beach, a patrol team was on patrol when the Soul Masters, dressed in blue outfits, were the first to spot the enormous vessel that had appeared out of nowhere.

Each of them wielded a peculiar weapon and emanated a considerable amount of soul power.

The middle-aged man at the Soul Emperor level, who was leading the group, suddenly had his pupils contract when he saw the Sky Shuttle of Hanhai Town.

"What a huge ship! How did it get here?"

"The soul power fluctuations are very strong. Is it some kind of soul tool?"

"No! You need to sense the presence of the people on the ship!"

Reminded by their companion, the patrolling group of Sea Soul Masters all focused their attention on the figure walking off the ship.

It was fine if they hadn't looked, but once they did, everyone gasped in shock.

When more than twenty titled Douluo, each with a different aura but all standing at the pinnacle of the continent, appeared one after another on the ship like gods descending to earth.

The patrolling group of Sea Soul Masters felt like they were about to stop breathing.

The captain, who was in the lead, felt his legs go weak and almost couldn't stand up.

What kind of spectacle is this? Are all the titled Douluo from the mainland here on a group of tourists visiting Seagod Island?

"Quickly...quickly go and report to Lord Hailong!"

He roared at a teammate behind him with all his might.

The team member snapped out of his daze and scrambled toward the depths of the island, not daring to look back.