At this moment, even Yin Yang felt his skin crawl.
The Sea God was being parasitized by something!
For something to be able to parasitize a natural deity, its standing certainly wouldn't be low.
【We need sacrifices! We need believers!】
The Sea God's voice grew louder and louder. Whether it was an illusion or not, Yin Yang thought he could hear a hint of agony within it.
This made Yin Yang even more certain of his suspicion!
No wonder that so-called Whale God could come and siphon off believers without any reaction from the Sea God.
One must realize that for a deity, such an act was the ultimate provocation!
For a natural deity like the Sea God, the more people who offered worship, the stronger they became.
Siphoning away believers was equivalent to weakening the deity's power and plundering its authority!
What god would ever agree to that?
"That’s not right. If you’re mad, then who was the one responding to me before? And who summoned the orca?"
Yin Yang couldn't quite figure it out, but now was not the time to dwell on it.
The urgent priority was to get out of this mental world.
【We need sacrifices! We need believers!】
The grand voice rang out again. Waves surged across the 'sea surface,' and those eyes began to shed tears of blood, staining the water red.
【We need sacrifices! We need believers!】
This time, the voice was nearly a wail!
The waves rose higher and higher, as if about to trigger a tsunami!
Yin Yang felt waves of dizziness. Even with his powerful soul, he was reaching his limit after holding out for so long. After all, the opponent was a god!
Pop!
Pop!
Pop!
The eyeballs burst one after another. The waves grew even more violent, making it hard for Yin Yang to keep his footing.
Even more terrifyingly, the dark shadow beneath his feet was gradually expanding, as if that colossal entity was about to rise from the depths of the sea!
Yin Yang knew he couldn't let this continue. He had a strong premonition that if he saw the thing at the bottom of the sea, he would be parasitized too!
With that thought, he pressed both hands down.
"Sacrifice!"
Buzz—
A formation diagram rose beneath Yin Yang's feet!
The formation expanded, transforming into a physical altar that lifted him up.
He gripped the air with his right hand, and a staff manifested out of nowhere.
Thump!
Yin Yang struck the staff down hard, his voice cold and solemn.
"Sacrifice one hundred milliliters of blood in exchange for five seconds of extreme pain!"
The moment Yin Yang finished speaking, the altar flared with light.
In the next instant, the extreme pain acted like a giant hand, reaching into the mental world, grabbing Yin Yang by the neck, and yanking him out.
The blood-soaked sea surged toward Yin Yang, trying to keep him there, but it was ultimately a step too late.
The surrounding world began to collapse bit by bit. The massive entity at the bottom of the sea was rising rapidly—so fast that the seawater on its body didn't even have time to flow off.
In that moment, it was as if a giant island had 'grown' out of the sea!
...
Huanggang.
On the fishing boat.
Yin Yang collapsed to the deck with a thud, his body twitching violently.
The extreme pain caused every muscle in his body to spasm; this wasn't something that could be endured through sheer willpower alone.
His state startled the surrounding fishermen. Just as a few were about to come over to help, they heard Yin Yang roar.
"Stay back!!!"
Their steps froze instantly. What they didn't know was that Yin Yang wasn't shouting at them, but at his three ghosts.
The moment Yin Yang was about to fall, the blade-wielding ghost had already manifested to catch him.
But with so many people around, Yin Yang naturally didn't want the blade-wielding ghost to be exposed, so he used every ounce of his strength to shout those words.
Happy times are always fleeting, while agonizing moments feel eternal.
Five seconds of extreme pain made him truly understand what it meant for seconds to feel like years!
By the time the five seconds were up, he was drenched in cold sweat, looking as if he had just been fished out of the water.
The intense pain had drained all of Yin Yang's strength, making it a struggle to even move a finger.
"Yang, what happened to you!"
A raspy, adolescent voice rang out, and the next moment, Lu Ming came running over.
He scooped up Yin Yang's upper body, his expression frantic with worry.
Yin Yang's eyes were bloodshot. He glanced at him and spoke.
"Take me... to... the shore."
"Right!"
Lu Ming agreed immediately, hoisting Yin Yang onto his back and walking toward the dock step by step.
The moment they stepped onto the shore, Yin Yang's breathing finally became a bit easier.
"That's enough."
Hearing this, Lu Ming finally set him down, his face full of concern.
"Yang, what happened to you?"
"Nothing, I just almost went mad, that's all."
Yin Yang forced a smile, staring blankly at the sea.
"Wang Yang, are you alright?"
"What just happened?"
Seeing Lu Ming carry Yin Yang out, several fishermen who had spoken with Yin Yang before also ran over.
Yin Yang lay on the ground, his body still weak.
"It's nothing. I just saw some... unclean things."
"I was afraid of letting them rub off on you, so my tone earlier might have been a bit harsh. Please don't take it to heart."
Hearing this, the way the people around him looked at him became even softer. Lu Ming, meanwhile, was so anxious he was wringing his hands.
"Yang, don't worry about that now. The ground is cold; you'll get sick lying here. Let me carry you home first."
"No need. Just let me soak up some sun."
Yin Yang smiled at him, then looked at the worried crowd.
"Everyone, go about your business. I'll be fine after lying here for a bit. If anyone needs a sacrifice tomorrow, you can come find me."
The fishermen looked at each other, but no one left. They all sat down on the ground, surrounding Yin Yang.
"We're not leaving. We'll wait until you can walk on your own."
"Exactly. We wouldn't feel right leaving you like this."
Even though they hadn't known Yin Yang for long, they could feel the young man's sincerity and kindness, which made them very willing to be near him.
Yin Yang didn't refuse. He just lay on the ground, staring vacantly at the sky.
'The sea... is a bit dangerous.'
...
Meng City.
"According to the Security Bureau, the killer might be the same organization that wiped out the Qi family in Wang City. The method used was sacrifice."
The old man who had come to investigate the truth of Wang Bin's death was currently reporting the situation respectfully into his phone.
The video on the phone was pitch black. Only after a few seconds of silence did a slightly aged voice come through.
"Any leads?"
"No. The opponent's methods are very clean. We might need to use a sealed object."
"Then come back for now."
"Yes!"
After hanging up, the old man let out a long breath.
He looked at the bar that had been burned to ruins and sighed inwardly.
'What a pity. Another young master gone.'
'Did the Master send me to Wang City to investigate just to catch the killer, or to see if it was the work of one of the other young masters?'
The old man quickly shook his head, trying to cast that dangerous thought out of his mind.
What the Master was thinking was not for them to speculate.
A servant must have the awareness of a servant!
Yes.
This Demigod powerhouse was nothing more than a servant in the Wang family.
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