Xu Ran and Xiaowu looked out the window of the Sea Demon, occasionally spotting flying fish leaping out of the water; however, the seascape outside was mostly engulfed in silence.
Cradling Xiaowu, Xu Ran gazed into the distance, his thoughts a mystery.
A trace of worry furrowed Xu Ran's brows as he had an ominous premonition. He didn't know where Tang San was now and hoped that Tang San hadn't gone too far ahead; otherwise, it would be troublesome to deal with later.
Moreover, Tang San's strength was probably...
The remnants of the Rakshasa God's essence had also disappeared. If Tang San acted quickly, perhaps he had already ascended to godhood by now.
Xu Ran felt that if Tang San became a god, even if he became the Rakshasa God, he would likely be much more powerful than the previous Old Rakshasa God, possibly even nearing the level of a Divine King.
Such strength could indeed pose a threat to him.
However, Tang San had only just become a god and might not yet have fully mastered the power of the Rakshasa God.
"Xu Ran, are you thinking about Tang San?" Xiaowu reached out her small hand to smooth the furrowed brows of Xu Ran.
"I should have killed him earlier; now that he's gained strength, he's become a bit of a nuisance," Xu Ran said with a smile. Ever since Tang San became the Inheritor of the Rakshasa God, killing him had become more complicated.
In the past, Xu Ran would kill Tang San if he wished, sparing his life only for amusement. But now, with Tang San connected to the Divine Realm, it naturally became much harder to kill him.
It had become even harder to kill Tang San since the Rakshasa God was killed by him. Now, Tang San was closely associated with the Destruction God. Even though the Destruction God currently despised Tang San, he could not overlook Tang San's strength and usefulness. Therefore, the Destruction God wouldn't harm Tang San.
The rift between Tang San and the Destruction God was only temporary.
The real trouble would begin once they reconciled their differences.
In Xu Ran's heart, Tang San was a more formidable challenge than the Destruction God.
Along the way, it could be seen that after each defeat by Xu Ran, Tang San became stronger and smarter. Most importantly, Tang San always saw him as a formidable enemy and wouldn't hesitate to take a bite at him given the chance.
"But with your strength, you can easily suppress Tang San. Tang San can't compare to even one ten-thousandth of you," Xiaowu earnestly remarked. In her heart, Xu Ran w as the undefeatable.
"Mhm," Xu Ran nodded.
The existence of Tang San at most put some pressure on him. With Lan'er still in his grasp, he was not worried that Tang San could stir up any turmoil.
Tang San was destined to be a tragic character, at least in the era belonging to him, Xu Ran; Tang San was fated to be tragic.
"Could it be that Tang San has also gone to Pearl Island?" Xu Ran wondered, sensing something different in the marine atmosphere. His "Cultivation Level" had reached such a realm that his perception was extremely acute, especially since he possessed the Boundless Universe Shield; he vaguely sensed something of the vast seas.
Pearl Island, too, was part of the Deep Sea territory.
It was not too far from Pearl Island to Sea God's Island.
"I hope Tang San, you'll keep it low-key," Xu Ran's eyes flashed a hint of murderous intent.
...
Pearl Island.
At this moment, smoke and dust drifted while blood flowed like rivers.
Numerous bodies floated on the island, and the waters near the shore were dyed red with blood.
Previously, Pearl Island was a peaceful place, the main base of the Purple Pearl Pirate Group, brimming with life and activity. But now, it was eerily quiet, the blood turning the waters near the island a different color.
If viewed from afar, the entire island was shrouded in a crimson aura.
It exuded oppression, dead silence.
The once bustling island now seemed desolate, uninhabited, sending shivers down the spine of onlookers.
The Purple Pearl Pirate Group commanded a notorious reputation in these seas, regarded as robbers who redistributed wealth and had a commendable reputation nearby. Though the pirate group was the nightmare of merchants, they served as protectors for the local fisherfolk.
Many residents around Pearl Island were looking towards the direction of Pearl Island with horror at this moment.
There were quite a few fishermen under the protection of the Purple Pearl Pirate Group around Pearl Island, and now they too had noticed something abnormal about Pearl Island.
As fishermen, they were able to clearly smell the intense scent of fresh blood.
Something had happened to Pearl Island.
An old man and a child stood on the shore, gazing out to sea.
"Grandpa, look over there, the sky is so red," the child pointed towards the direction of Pearl Island, innocently unaware of what was happening.
"The smell of blood."
"What is happening in the direction of the Purple Pearl Pirate Group? Could it be..." The old man's gaze was murky as he looked towards Pearl Island, his whole body trembling.
Although the Purple Pearl Pirate Group was a pirate group, they had never plundered anything from them, and they often shared their spoils with the fishermen.
Purple Pearl was also their spiritual leader.
And now, it seemed that something had happened to the Purple Pearl Pirate Group...
"Impossible. The Purple Pearl Pirate Group is so powerful, who on earth has gone to Pearl Island?"
Countless people looked towards the direction of Pearl Island with horror in their eyes, and some even with despair. These years, it was precisely because of the presence of the Purple Pearl Pirate Group that they had been able to live in peace. If anything happened to Purple Pearl, if the Purple Pearl Pirate Group was destroyed, they would also lose their protection.
Many clasped their hands together, silently praying.
Pearl Island.
At this time, of the once large population of the island, less than two hundred people remained alive.
A stunningly beautiful woman, her cheeks pale, stood there.
She looked at everything around her, her delicate body shaking, her heart trembling.
This was the injured Purple Pearl.
She had once thought herself to be a powerful being. In the vast sea, with her strength, she believed she could protect an island, safeguard those kind and simple fishermen. But today, she realized how naive her thoughts were.
There is always someone stronger out there, skies beyond skies.
In front of a true powerhouse, what did her strength amount to? In front of such a powerhouse, she didn't even have the ability to take her own life.
So many people, all gone.
They were the core members of the Purple Pearl Pirate Group!
Watching her own people being killed one by one, her heart died too.
"Purple Pearl, quite a fine woman," Tang San stood before her, his gaze sweeping towards Purple Pearl with a hint of greed. In his eyes, she was clearly another stunningly beautiful woman.
"If you had only surrendered to me earlier, why suffer so much? Those innocent people wouldn't have died because of you. Those I desire can only accept, not refuse. Refusal brings punishment," Tang San's face revealed an evil smile.
Tang San's mentality had changed long ago.
Ever since he had been repeatedly rejected and scorned by the women he wanted, he was now irritable. He no longer prayed for any silly romantic love story. As long as he could have what he desired, he would do anything.
Those who looked down on him, those who rejected him, all had to experience the agony of life and death separation.
If they didn't agree, he would continue to kill.
Some ants, lowly beings, killing them was nothing more than that.