The Half-Step Tenth Tier Abomination fled with astonishing speed.
It wasn't simply "running." It treated the entire sea as its own flesh—sinking into it, merging with it, becoming part of the black tide—and using the bizarre power of the South Sea's depths to shift and teleport continuously.
Every time it swung its body, the ocean surface split into chasms thousands of zhang long, as if someone had sliced the entire sea in half.
Wang Hao did not stop.
He walked on empty air, his golden dragon robe whipping in the fierce wind, with the Thunder Abyss Demon-Suppressing Tower and the Heavenly Sword flanking him left and right like guardian spirits—a Human Emperor waging war above the raging sea.
"Your Majesty, we're chasing too deep!" Han Shanyue shouted as he flew through the air, his mid-tier Void Walk realm aura barely holding steady against the darkness pressing up from the seabed. "Ahead is the true abyssal zone of the South Sea. There are countless abomination nests there. What if—"
"There are no 'what ifs.'"
Wang Hao replied coldly, four words only.
"We're here to raid their home."
Han Shanyue: "..."
He wanted to curse, but somehow, hearing those words from the Emperor's mouth, they actually made sense.
The deep South Sea was different from the outer waters.
This wasn't ordinary ocean. It was a dead zone thoroughly corrupted by abyssal power.
The seawater was black. The sky was gray. Even the spiritual energy here reeked of rot. The deeper they went, the more unnaturally still the sea became—like a giant open mouth, waiting to swallow any intruder whole.
But Wang Hao led them deeper anyway.
And he wasn't alone.
The Demon Lord pressed the flank with a hundred thousand elite soldiers of the Dark Legion. Yue Ji, Feng Wanli, Ghost Granny, Yin Jiuyou, Xue Wuhen, and other guild masters each commanded their own forces. Ao Guang led the South Sea Dragon Clan as rearguard. Han Shanyue and He Lanyue sealed the escape routes with the navy and border troops respectively.
This was a hunt in the truest sense.
The prey was a single Half-Step Tenth Tier Abomination.
But looking at the sheer scale of the formation, it seemed more like an entire human imperial dynasty was chasing down an ancient fiend across the sea.
"There's something ahead!" Yue Ji suddenly said in a low voice.
Wang Hao looked up.
At the edge of the horizon, a colossal island, dark as a continent, slowly rose into view.
That island wasn't real land. It was built from countless abomination bones, remains, rotting flesh, and corpses sunk to the seafloor.
Towering peaks stood on it, each one seemingly forged from the spinal columns of giant beasts. Between the mountains flowed black-green rotting fluids, exuding a stench that made the soul itself recoil.
That was the Half-Step Tenth Tier Abomination's lair.
"Disgusting," the Heavenly Sword said, taking human form and landing beside Wang Hao, crinkling its nose. "This place is even more tasteless than I imagined."
"You're a sword. Since when do you get to judge anyone's taste?" Wang Hao shot back.
The Heavenly Sword replied matter-of-factly: "I eat abominations, not shit."
Wang Hao: "...Shut up."
Around the island, countless dark figures floated and sank in the sea.
They were high-tier abomination guards.
Some looked like sea serpents. Some like mermaids. Some were half-human, half-bone monstrosities, dense enough to cover the entire sea surface.
The moment they saw the human army approach, these abominations howled and lunged forward.
Wang Hao raised his hand.
"Thunder Abyss Demon-Suppressing Tower, ninth floor, open."
The Violet Thunder Dragon roared forth once more.
But this time, it wasn't just the ninth floor.
The Thunder Phoenix led the charge, with the Violet Thunder Dragon behind it—one phoenix and one dragon interweaving violently above the sea, silver and purple light converging into a heavenly river of judgment spanning a hundred li. The wave of abominations had barely lunged before it was torn apart, not even given a chance to struggle.
Meanwhile, the Demon Lord's Dark Legion charged into the left flank—a hundred thousand black-armored soldiers surging like a tide, blades cleaving specters, spears piercing sea demons, slaughtering until the waves ran red.
Ao Guang let out a dragon's roar. The South Sea Dragon Clan revealed their true forms, and dozens of massive dragons descended from the sky, golden scales blazing, dragon breath like fire, scorching the frontal sea into a boiling black cauldron.
"Your Majesty!" He Lanyue called out. "We've sealed the escape routes! It can't get away!"
"Good."
Wang Hao's gaze locked onto that rotting island. He reached into his sleeve and pulled out a pitch-black jade token.
It was the newly refreshed item from the system's check-in at the outer edge of the rotting island.
[South Sea Abyss-Sealing Talisman: Special check-in reward. The holder can temporarily seal spatial fluctuations within a domain, rendering all escape methods below Half-Step Tenth Tier useless for the duration of one incense stick.]
Wang Hao read the description, and the corner of his mouth slowly curled up.
"System, this time you've given me a rather fine gift."
He crushed the jade token in one palm strike.
Hummm—!
The entire sea suddenly sank.
Everyone could feel it clearly: the space around them tightened, as if clenched in an invisible giant hand. The high-tier abominations that had been relying on sea-shift, black-mist-shift, and flesh-shift techniques now all seemed stuck in quicksand, their movements sluggish and clumsy.
From deep within the island came a furious, enraged roar.
Clearly, the Half-Step Tenth Tier Abomination noticed that its escape route had been cut off.
"Your Majesty, it's panicking!" Wei Zhongxian's eyes lit up. "It never expected us to chase this deep and still seal its retreat!"
"Of course it didn't," Wang Hao said flatly. "All it ever thinks about is eating people. With a brain that small, how could it plan for this?"
"Give the order."
"All Void Walk realm and above—surround the island!"
"War Gods—follow me ashore!"
"Your will be done—!"
The thunderous roar of acknowledgment shook the sea itself.
Wang Hao was the first to set foot on that rotting giant island.
The moment his feet touched the ground, he felt a sticky, cloying sensation—like stepping on marrow rotten for ten million years. He frowned, then lifted his palm and struck.
Imprisoning Heaven and Earth Palm, Eighth Palm.
Boom!
An entire mountain range of bones ahead of him collapsed into rubble. Black bone shards flew through the air like a rain of death.
"Wang Hao!"
At the center of the island, the Half-Step Tenth Tier Abomination's main eye opened again. Its severed leg had been crudely rebuilt from countless black blood tendrils, but the limb moved visibly slower—evidence of injured origin.
It stared at Wang Hao, its voice sinking like something dredged from the absolute depths of the sea:
"Following me here means you're courting death."
Wang Hao smiled.
"I've heard many threats in my time."
"Yours doesn't even make the list."
He raised his hand. The Heavenly Sword returned to its sheath, then unsheathed itself—the black-robed young boy manifestation standing beside him, resting the sword on his shoulder with an eager grin:
"Wang Hao, can I bite it first?"
"Not yet," Wang Hao glanced at him. "I want to see what treasures it keeps in its lair first."
"Oh, nice." The Heavenly Sword laughed immediately. "Now THAT's the emperor I know."
Wang Hao turned his gaze to the central peak.
That wasn't a mountain. It was the abomination lair's core.
Embedded within the mountain were massive jet-black crystal nuclei, each one greedily absorbing dense abyssal energy, as if fueling the entire island's power.
And deep inside the island, countless abomination egg sacs were visible, filled with low-tier abominations not yet hatched.
This was its home.
And also its larder.
A cold greed flickered in Wang Hao's eyes.
"So that's it."
"You weren't just recovering in the South Sea."
"You were breeding an army."
The Half-Step Tenth Tier Abomination said nothing, but the murderous intent in its giant eye grew only more intense.
Wang Hao exhaled softly, then turned to Wei Zhongxian:
"Old Wei, take note of this."
"Huh?" Wei Zhongxian was taken aback.
"Later, have the Ministry of Revenue settle the accounts."
"Everything on this island gets compensated to Great Xia at an exorbitant price. The aberrant eggs, the spirit cores, the Black Sea corrupted soil, the rock layers, the air pollution—not a single item can be omitted."
Wei Zhongxian's mouth twitched. "Your Majesty, even air pollution counts?"
"Why wouldn't it?" Wang Hao said with complete confidence. "I led troops chasing that thing across half the Southern Sea, breathing in all that foul stench. Don't I deserve compensation for mental anguish?"
Everyone: "..."
Even at a moment like this, he could still keep tally. Only the Great Xia Emperor could spin robbery into something so refreshingly refined.
Truly their sovereign.
The half-step Tenth-Rank aberrant no longer wanted to waste words with this human. It knew it had to get serious, or else today it might genuinely have its lair dismantled by these madmen.
The Black Sea surged, and dozens of colossal black pillars rose abruptly around the island. Each pillar sealed within it the remnant soul of a high-rank aberrant, forcibly refined into the island's grand formation, becoming part of the nest's defense.
The next instant, the entire island seemed to come alive. The ground split open, and tens of thousands of black tentacles burst forth from beneath the earth, lunging madly at Wang Hao and his generals.
"Nice!" Han Shanyue let out a long howl and directly swung his fist to smash them head-on.
His iron fist at the mid-stage of the Voidsoar Realm struck the tentacles, splattering black blood everywhere. But the tentacles were far too numerous. In a flash, one coiled around his arm and dragged him backward dozens of zhang.
"This thing recovers too fast inside its own nest!" He Lanyue's expression shifted slightly.
But Wang Hao closed his eyes at that moment.
He was waiting.
Waiting for the System.
Just as the half-step Tenth-Rank aberrant erupted in fury and the island's formation patterns violently churned, that familiar mechanical voice sounded in Wang Hao's mind.
[Ding!]
[Check-in location refreshed: Southern Sea Aberrant Nest Core.]
[Check in?]
Wang Hao opened his eyes and smiled.
"Check in."
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