Peerless War God

Despair spread deeper and deeper in Ah Xiu's eyes.    

The clansmen around him were all huddled together in fear. They twisted their slippery bodies with all their might in an attempt to make themselves faster.    

"Run! The Dragon God Palace is coming!"    

"We're finished, we're finished. The Dragon God Palace won't let us go."    

Fear was written clearly on the faces of every single Murlocs. They were nervous and anxious.    

The old tribe leader of the Fishmen Tribe was holding a message jade slip in his hand and was pouring mana into it with all his might. Just at that moment, a commotion came from the army of the Dragon God Palace not too far away from the group of migrating tribesmen.    

The sky was peaceful. Suddenly, a strange wind came.    

In the blink of an eye, they had traveled from the horizon all the way to the front of the army of the Dragon God Palace.    

The muscular man walked slowly out of the whirlwind. His eyes were cold and detached. The first thing he saw was the troop of merfolk who were frantically trying to escape.    

"We pay our respects to the great general."    

The Sea Race general that was leading the army of the Dragon God Palace hurriedly stepped forward and respectfully greeted them. He carefully stood to the side and waited for Ao River's orders at any time.    

"I ask you, who is the leader of this merfolk clan?"    

"Him."    

The Sea Race general pointed his right hand at the old Fishman tribe.    

With an expressionless face, Cha Jiang raised his right arm and grabbed at the air, easily catching the Fishman Patriarch in midair. He caught him from the surface of the sea, which was a few thousand meters away.    

"Ah ~ It's a Tribulation Realm expert."    

"Patriarch has been captured."    

For a moment, the Fishmen who had been frantically fleeing, all stopped in their tracks. They were dead silent as they stared at the river from afar.    

Despair rose in his heart.    

"Lord, don't kill me. The lord envoy was not killed by me, and he has nothing to do with our Fishmen tribe."    

The old chief was caught in mid-air by an invisible force and couldn't move an inch.    

The difference in strength between the two was too great. He didn't even have the courage to put up a fight.    

"Humph!"    

Ying Jiang's eyes turned cold. He slightly exerted his right hand, and with a "pfft" sound, the Old Patriarch's body was crushed, and his soul was squeezed out of his body.    

With a wave of his fingers, he inserted them into the soul of the Fishman clan leader and began to cast the Soulsearch chain technique.    

The Murlocs' soul was writhing in pain. After holding on for a while, it exploded into fragments that filled the sky.    

At the same time, it also frightened the Fishmen. Their hearts skipped a beat, as if they were about to miss something. They were scared to death.    

From the memories of the old Fishman Patriarch, he saw the entire process of how Chen Xiao possessed the Fishman Ah Fu and killed the envoy from the Dragon God Palace. He frowned deeply.    

"A soul possession technique? "What a crafty human."    

This was going to be a little tricky. If the other party knew this secret technique, then they would be able to possess the body of the Sea Clan, which was weaker than them, at any time, and would be hard to detect.    

Under these circumstances, searching was like looking for a needle in a haystack.    

Thinking up to here, Ao River suddenly became irritable. Even he had appeared, but he still hadn't caught him. This wasn't good enough to report to Dragon Lord.    

If word of this got out, it would be quite a blow to the reputation of the Dragon God Palace.    

"Send the order to search the area within a million mile radius. Do not let anything suspicious go. This person is proficient in possession techniques. Use the Soul Discerning Orb. If there are Sea Tribes with abnormal Sea of Consciousness, send out a message immediately."    

With a cold face, Ao Jiang spread out his voice.    

Possession was different from possession. His control over his physical body was clearly much weaker.    

Thus, there would be some flaws, and one could use some special methods to completely investigate them.    

Otherwise, these great powers of the Realm of the Gods would have long ago been infiltrated by each other, and become unrecognizable.    

It was in order to prevent possession and then infiltrate the enemy's forces that this kind of special magical equipment, the Soul Appraisal Bead, appeared.    

With this Soul Discerning Orb, he would be able to see if he had been possessed by another soul or if he had possessed another body.    

"Here."    

The Sea Race general answered with a loud voice.    

After a pause, he said, "General, then, what should we do with the Fishmen tribe?"    

"Kill them all."    

"Yes."    

With these ice-cold words, the fate of the several hundred thousand clansmen of the Fishmen Tribe was decided.    

One word could determine life and death.    

Just like that, his subordinate, the great general of the Sea Race, easily followed his orders.    

This was the boundless sea, this was the sea race, this was the way of survival and extermination.    

With a wave of his hand, Ao Gu Jiang sprinkled out a golden beam of light, falling into the distant sea. This golden light split apart, turning into a beautiful golden dragon boat, floating on the surface of the sea.    

With a movement of his body, he returned to the throne of the Golden Dragon Boat Hall and continued to rest with his eyes closed.    

As for the matters of search and pursuit, as long as the Dragon God Palace's subordinates put in the effort, it would be enough. He would only be in charge of taking the final actions and getting rid of the enemies.    

After respectfully sending Ou Jiang off with a bow, the Sea Race's Great General finally stood up with a cold gaze.    

"Go, kill them all."    

"Heh, my large saber has long been unable to endure the thirst."    

"We are waiting for General's words. Kill them all and avenge our fallen brothers."    

With this order, the Dragon God Palace warriors, who had been maintaining their self-control, instantly turned into man-eating beasts. Their eyes were filled with cruelty and ridicule as they crazily pounced towards the fish tribe migration team that was rooted in place.    

Chaos, despair, terror, and fearlessness all began to play out in the midst of this tiny Fishman Tribe.    

But in the end, all that remained was futility.    

Hundreds and thousands of Dragon God Palace warriors holding sharp weapons charged down from the giant wave into the sea below.    

It was as if a godly weapon had descended from the heavens, crushing everything in front of it into pieces.    

In just a single move, all of the elite warriors of the hundreds of Murlocs, including Ah Yue, were killed. This was simply a one-sided massacre without any suspense.    

The sea was dyed red with fresh blood.    

Screams and cries sounded out in succession.    

After these elite warriors had all died, the rest were just some ordinary Fishmen. The meat on the chopping block was also there, waiting to be slaughtered at any time.    

"Kill, kill, kill!"    

The Dragon God Palace warrior's eyes were bloodshot as he raised his butcher knife at these ordinary fishmen who had no power at all.    

Another wave of ruthless slaughter occurred. In just a few short breaths of time, tens of thousands of Fishmen had been killed by the slaughter knives of the Dragon God Palace.    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]