Peerless War God

Waves of raging waves were brewing under the black sea, churning day and night. It was as if a terrifying monster was hiding within them.    

The island was huge, but there were very few trees.    

Other than a few short trees, most of the areas that were devoid of marine tribe activities and life were overgrown with weeds. There were even many places that were completely bare.    

From afar, there was no sense of beauty.    

Even if it was the Sea Clan who did not have any aesthetic ability, they would definitely not choose to live and settle in this place.    

Not to mention that the spiritual energy in this place was extremely sparse. Furthermore, it was so close to the habitat of a sea monster.    

No matter how he looked at it, this place was destined to become a deserted island that would always be abandoned.    

Occasionally, there would be sea monsters that would come to this island to rest after they got tired of the water.    

All of this had changed after the discovery of the Spirit Iron Ore Deposit on the originally ordinary island.    

Today was another ordinary day.    

The many Fishmen living in the simple cave woke up with great reluctance amidst the clamorous sound of a gong.    

Under the supervision of the Mojiao Clan warriors, all of them lined up in a crooked way and got enough food. After that, they began mining for a whole day.    

During mining, there were also supervisors from the Flood Dragon Clan.    

The young Dragon Clan member who came to Chen Xiao's aid before was one of the supervisors.    

However, his status was slightly higher, and he could be considered as the supervisor of these supervisors. Most of the time, he didn't need to personally come; he only needed to watch from the back.    

If there were any Fishmen who were lazy, they would immediately whip them until their flesh was lacerated.    

Even though they had been beaten up badly, these Fishmen did not dare to have any complaints or dissatisfaction. All they felt in their hearts was endless despair.    

During this period of time, the supervisors of the Flood Dragon Clan would attack and even ridicule them.    

Only when it was late at night did they finally be able to rest. Almost every day, the Fishmen would die from exhaustion, or even be killed.    

However, this was a common occurrence, and could be considered a very common occurrence.    

Chen Xiao also saw that every once in a while, at least ten days or at most one to two months, new Sea Race slaves would be sent to mine.    

The composition of these Sea Clan slaves was even more complicated. The most common ones were the Murlocs, Fu Clan, and even Gui Clan.    

The fate and suffering of these Seafolk were indeed very tragic. However, Chen Xiao did not have such a merciful heart and wanted to do something.    

That would be too naive.    

Perhaps it was because it was not a human who had encountered all of this, so his feeling was not that strong.    

Be it in the immortal realms or the Celestial domain, the weak were in dire straits.    

The reason why he had desperately cultivated to such a state was precisely to be able to escape this shackle, to be free and unfettered throughout his entire life.    

All in all, he was indeed a bit shocked by the scene in front of him.    

On that day, after he had dismissed the young Flood Dragon Clan that was trying to curry favor with him, he had continuously cultivated in seclusion in the stone room without taking even half a step out of the house.    

A sturdy shielding array continued to cover the stone house.    

Inside the stone house, Chen Xiao, no, more accurately, it was Mo Su's dragon body. He was sitting cross-legged on the ground, not moving at all.    

At the same time, in his consciousness, there was another scene.    

Inside a blue ocean of consciousness, Mo Su's soul was submerged at the bottom of the sea of consciousness, in a comatose state.    

Originally, Chen Xiao chose to leave Mo Su's soul behind to prevent things like the Soul Appraisal Orb from seeing through his possession.    

But the truth proved that he was thinking too much.    

Right now, this place was the territory of the Mojiao clan, and it was also under the control of the Sea Goddess Hall.    

If anyone from the Dragon God Palace wanted to find him within the scope of the Sea Goddess Hall's influence, that would be no different from nonsense. It was absolutely impossible.    

Even for a thing like the Soul Appraisal Orb, it could indeed see through his possession and reveal his soul fragments.    

The experts of the Dragon God Palace didn't have this opportunity.    

The existence of the Sea Goddess Hall was like a natural barrier that blocked all possible threats from the Dragon God Hall for Chen Xiao.    

Previously, he had heard from the boss of the flood dragon man that the two powers were at loggerheads and were on the verge of a war.    

It was hard to say whether this was due to his contribution, but there had to be a part of it.    

However, most of the fights that must have occurred between the two powers over the years would most likely be a battle to the death.    

After all, one mountain did not allow two tigers to exist. No one would be willing to share it with others, unless it was one male and one female.    

The Endless Sea was neither big nor small, but it was obvious that these two forces had a huge appetite.    

Mo Su's soul was no longer of much use to Chen Xiao.    

However, just to be safe, he had to leave him alive for now.    

Right now, he was within the Angry Claws Island. With the defensive formation blocking him, he was temporarily unable to leave.    

Since it had already come to this, Chen Xiao wasn't in a hurry. Even if he was stuck in this damn place, he would only be able to stay for at most ten years.    

Above a vast sea of consciousness, the Black Spirit Sub-Soul was quietly floating.    

In his hand, he was holding a torn brown leather scroll, on which were written a bunch of black tadpoles at a slanted angle.    

This damaged leather was the one that Luo Bingyun had given him back then. It had recorded down some of the treasures that were related to the cultivation methods of the demons.    

However, after using his self-taught Tadai language, he carefully read the words on it countless times.    

Chen Xiao came to a conclusion, the demon cultivation technique recorded on it was obviously incomplete.    

It was impossible to train the soul fragments of the Black Spirit Group according to this method.    

It could only be said that with this piece of leather, he had a general understanding and concept of demon cultivation techniques.    

However, it was still not enough to cultivate.    

In addition, he also discovered that this piece of damaged leather was actually much tougher than he had imagined.    

He had tried all sorts of methods, even using blue flames to burn it, but he could not damage this piece of leather in the slightest.    

Even if it was just a small mark, it wouldn't be able to leave any.    

This discovery shocked Chen Xiao.    

He immediately realized that this thing was much more precious than he had imagined.    

It was only at this time that he finally understood just what kind of enormous gift Luo Bingyun had given him back then.    

It was very likely that this piece of unknown leather from the Infernal domain was hiding some unknown secret.    

He owed this favor.    

When she thought of Luo Bingyun, her ice-cold face appeared in her mind for an instant.    

Chen Xiao shook his head. He removed all these unnecessary thoughts and continued cultivating.    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]