Peerless War God

"So, there's a Fishman tribe nearby."    

After Chen Xiao searched his soul and read the memories, he found out the experiences and memories of the Murloc Warrior's life.    

His name was Ah Fu, and most of the Sea Clan's name was very simple. There was only one word, and the reason why he named them this way was because it was easy to remember.    

Although the experts of the Sea Clan are not inferior to humans in terms of strength and intelligence.    

However, the average IQ of the majority of the ordinary Sea Clan is far lower than that of the human race. But correspondingly, the physical strength, physical strength and defense of the ordinary Sea Clan far surpasses that of the ordinary race.    

It was a foregone conclusion that he would be able to drink every bit of the wine he drank.    

There was a small merfolk tribe in a foreign sea a hundred thousand kilometers away from the island. The strongest among them was only at the Dao Emperor realm. It could be said to be extremely weak.    

There were many such Fishmen Tribes in the Endless Sea. They weren't very powerful, and most of them relied on the Dragon God Palace or the Sea Goddess Hall.    

If you don't make a choice between these two powers, and only fall to one, then your entire clan will be exterminated.    

The Sea race has always been cruel and merciless. They have no bottom line, whether towards humans or towards their own kind.    

The Fishmen tribe that Ah Fu belonged to was attached to the Dragon God Palace.    

This time, after receiving the orders from the Dragon God Palace, the Fishmen Tribe dispatched a group of merfolk warriors to guard the island as a warning.    

Of course, the Dragon God Palace wouldn't let these Sea Tribes do it for free.    

After destroying the Murloc Warrior's soul, he had easily obtained the possession of his body through the power of the Black Spirit Split Soul.    

Chen Xiao was not a righteous person. Naturally, he would not hold back when fighting with the Sea race.    

He only had one thought in his mind, and that was to run for his life.    

However, the Dragon God Palace's encirclement was simply too tight, almost like an inescapable net.    

In the end, the Boundless Ocean was still the underworld of the Seafolk. As a human, his appearance in the Boundless Sea was too eye-catching no matter where he went.    

Since he'd be unable to escape the Dragon God Palace's encirclement in a short time.    

Then he would do the opposite and stop running. He would just possess the body of a member of the Sea Clan and disguise as an ordinary member of the Sea Clan to hide.    

He would wait for the next opportunity before making any plans.    

He had actually prepared both hands well from the very beginning.    

If one were to say that they were able to make their way westward and escape the Dragon God Palace's encirclement, that would naturally be the best.    

If he couldn't, then he would temporarily be hiding on the body of a normal, inconspicuous Sea Clan.    

The appearance of the merfolk warriors on this reef gave him an absolute chance.    

Now, he had chosen the second choice.    

"Hey, Ah Fu, are you alright? Your job won't be broken, it can't be used anymore, right?"    

"Haha, that would be such a pity."    

Not far behind, a few of the Murlocs' warriors continued to cancel out their path. They had no idea that they had just passed the Death God.    

If it wasn't for that, Chen Xiao changed his mind. None of these Murloc Warriors could survive.    

"It's nothing, I just drank a little too much and peed a little too long."    

Chen Xiao, who had completed the possession process, was obviously not used to it. He spoke in the language unique to the Murlocs.    

For ordinary people, this was extremely difficult, but for a Saint Ruler, it was far too easy.    

After reading Ah Fu's memories and analyzing them with his spiritual will, he was able to easily learn the language of the other party.    

This was the power of a cultivator. Not only in terms of battle prowess, but in every aspect as well.    

Chen Xiao turned around, pretended to be in a daze and slowly walked back.    

As they walked, they observed the reactions of the other Murlocs.    

If there was even the slightest bit of abnormality, he would decisively make his move and kill all of these Fishmen.    

However, he was obviously overthinking things.    

The wine before him was clearly much more attractive than the wine he drank as a Fishman.    

In addition, he possessed the soul of the Murderer that killed Ah Fu, and also possessed the soul of the Black Spirit Division.    

All of this happened too quickly, without the slightest flaw.    

"You brat, why is your alcohol tolerance so low today? You've only drank this little, and you're already done for?"    

An elderly Murloc Warrior teased.    

Chen Xiao's heart skipped a beat. In Ah Fu's memory, this Murloc Warrior was close to him. They could be considered his uncles' seniors. When Ah Fu was still weak, Chen Xiao had helped him quite a few times.    

"Maybe you're tired. Uncle Hao, you guys continue drinking. I'll take a break first."    

Chen Xiao replied to Ah Fu's question and casually said.    

Uncle A Hao didn't notice anything strange. He casually said a few more words and then ignored him, continuing to drink.    

Chen Xiao, who had possessed him, was sitting in the middle of a group of Fishmen warriors.    

Since he decided to continue disguising himself, he had to do his best to not expose any flaws.    

He started to digest the memories of Ah Fu, making sure not to miss anything. Meanwhile, he was thinking of a way to escape.    

Although he was confident in his disguise, the more he stayed on the island, the easier it would be for him to expose himself.    

Actually, there was a more important reason.    

That was, right now he urgently needed a quiet place to seclude himself, to digest what he had obtained from the ruins of the ancient dragon palace, and to thoroughly refine the Black Demon Pestle.    

Currently, the most powerful magic treasure on him was this Black Demon Pestle, and he had to master it thoroughly.    

Obviously, staying on the island was not a good choice.    

Time passed by quickly. This group of Carp Tribe warriors drank and laughed merrily. It was truly a joyful day and night.    

Moreover, he didn't have any intention of stopping.    

For a powerful cultivator, even if it was for several years or decades, without sleeping or resting, it was still possible. It was just that it would be a bit difficult.    

In Ah Fu's memories, the Fishmen were just like most of the other Seafolk; they all desired to enjoy themselves.    

Apart from training and fighting, he was drinking and enjoying himself as well as having intercourse with the female Murlocs, namely the murlocs of the Murlocs, in order to create the next generation of Murlocs.    

In fact, mating time was much longer than cultivation time.    

Fighters like these, who cultivated arduously to become powerful and didn't want to be overjoyed, were extremely rare.    

However, Ah Fu was such a merperson. He wanted to become stronger.    

According to the age of the fish people, Ah Fu could be considered to be extremely young. However, he had the strength of a late stage Divine Soul Realm martial artist. He could be called a genius of the Sea race that only appeared once every hundred years.    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]