I saw a true body of the Black Tortoise, which was thirty feet long, slowly rising from the sea. Complex and ancient runes were engraved on its dark blue shell, shining like a heavenly book.
It raised its head and let out a long, heart-shaking roar. Purple divine patterns appeared on its head, and huge demonic energy and spiritual power intertwined and surged.
Then, the golden light slowly converged, and the giant body of the Black Tortoise slowly transformed under the moonlight, and the thick shell peeled off piece by piece, turning into streams of light.
Its body was shrinking and becoming thinner little by little, and its sharp horns and huge turtle feet disappeared.
After a few breaths, a tall and slender young man appeared on the deck.
He was dressed in a silver brocade robe with purple patterns, which made him look elegant and calm. His long silver-white hair stood up high, his expression was gentle, and his handsome face still had a trance of just waking up.
There seemed to be thousands of years of waves hidden in his eyes.
"Xuan Ming."
Su Yao called out softly.
The young man suddenly looked up, his eyes turned red in an instant, and his throat choked.
He finally transformed into a human form again and stood in front of her... The person who once stood on the shore of the dark sea and saved him from serious injuries and death was also the master he was willing to protect for the rest of his life.
His knees gave way and he fell heavily to his knees on the deck.
"I am Xuanming, your subordinate, and I pay my respects to the master!"
The voice was trembling, but with unshakable piety.
"Thank you, Master, for the new life..."
He lowered his head, resting his forehead on the deck, and spoke in a hoarse voice, "Xuan Ming... I dare not forget. Being able to follow my master again and reunite with my comrades... is the greatest blessing of my life!"
"Xuan Ming!"
Qingcheng took the lead and stepped forward, smiling and leaning over to hold his hand: "You silly turtle, you are finally back."
Xuan Ming looked up and saw Qing Cheng was still as cold and handsome as before. The corners of his lips twitched and tears welled up in his eyes: "Qing Cheng..."
"Xuan Ming, we have been waiting for you for a long time!" Bai Ze also walked forward and patted him on the shoulder.
Zhu Yan's face remained calm, and she smiled faintly, "I once asked the Master if you could truly transform into a human again. She said your fate was not yet over... As expected, you have a very strong destiny."
Xuan Ming bowed deeply and said in a low voice: "I will die without regrets if I can see you all again."
The four people's eyes met in the air. They all had thousands of words in their hearts, but they all turned into a sigh.
...Finally, the four great divine servants gathered again under the seat of Lord Xiaoyao.
Zhu Yan also nodded slowly: "Xuan Ming, in this life, we must walk together to the end."
Xuan Ming took a deep breath and looked at Su Yao. His voice was as pure as when they first met: "I am willing to spend the rest of my life protecting my master."
Su Yao lowered her eyes, her purple eyes were unfathomable: "Xuan Ming, welcome back to the team."
She looked at the calm and boundless night sea and raised her hand.
Under the gaze of everyone, thousands of golden pills slowly appeared in her palm.
"Master, what are you doing..." Qingcheng was slightly surprised.
"We should celebrate today's reunion." Su Yao said lightly.
After she finished speaking, she spun her palms, and thousands of golden pills suddenly flew into the night sea and fell into the surging waves.
"Anyone who is lucky enough to obtain this elixir can awaken their spiritual wisdom."
Bai Ze looked at her with a complicated expression: "Master's heart... no one can compare to it."
Zhu Yan smiled softly: "Therefore, she is the Free and Easy God."
Waves were faintly surging in the distance, as if a huge sea beast had dived out from the bottom of the sea to sip the golden elixir.
Xuan Ming looked up, the moonlight reflecting the ripples of the deep sea in his eyes. He bowed deeply once again: "Subordinate, thank you for your gift, Master."
At that moment, there was no longer the thousand-year loneliness in his eyes, only infinite determination.
He knew that no matter how many years passed, he would always be with his brothers and her in the world.
…
The night is dark and the sea breeze is blowing.
One by one, the golden pills fell into the deep sea with a warm glow, causing imperceptible ripples.
The ripples seemed to have penetrated some ancient barrier.
Suddenly, a deep blue beam of light appeared in the silent deep sea, shooting straight into the sky from the unfathomable seabed, eclipsing the night sky for a moment.
In the dim blue light, countless figures slowly emerged.
The waves surged and the tide rumbled.
A neat and solemn army emerged from the bottom of the sea. Thousands of sea snakes coiled around the golden chariot, their scales glowing dimly. Whale sharks carried a suspended crystal altar. Giant jellyfish formed a protective formation, emitting a halo barrier.
Between the ebb and flow of the tide, there were 10,000 aquatic soldiers, their auras cold and murderous intent faintly visible.
The mermaid cavalry wore silver-scale armor and wore spiritual sea blades on their waists; the siren generals rode giant blue sharks and held rune scepters in their hands; the murloc infantry formed rows of deep-sea killing formations, and the talismans and battle flags emerging from the waves illuminated the night sky.
In the very center, a giant whale bone seat inlaid with gems slowly rises.
Sitting on the bone seat was a man with a cold and noble aura.
His long dark blue hair was tied up high, and he wore a crown forged from cold crystals and glass gems. His face was covered with a silver-gold mask with intricate patterns, revealing only a pair of deep golden eyes.
The pupils were dark, like a whirlpool in the deep sea with no bottom to be seen.
Just by sitting there quietly, he was enough to make the ocean waves surrender.
All the water tribe soldiers knelt on one knee and said respectfully:
"Greetings to His Majesty the Third Prince."
The sea breeze blew, and the man on the giant whale bone seat slowly raised his eyes.
Those eyes were fixed on the direction where the yacht disappeared.
He opened his thin lips slightly, and his voice was low, like the sound of a bell that had been sleeping for a thousand years at the bottom of the sea:
“…Su Yao.”
He uttered the name slowly, his throat trembling slightly, with a complex emotion that even he himself was unwilling to admit.
"You're finally... back."
At the lower left of the bone throne, the octopus attendant shuddered and spoke hesitantly, "Third Prince... the 'Su Yao' you just mentioned... is that the... the Lord Xiaoyao who made a blood pact with you back then?"
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