Nezha played around with Poseidon for a while, feeling somewhat disappointed not to see the legendary Sea God Thirteen Forms. Deciding to stop wasting time, his fist erupted in crimson energy like raging flames that lit up the surrounding seawater.
The flow of water, under the influence of his domain, began to break free from Poseidon's control as the Sea God. At times, it would explode outward with the force of Nezha's punches, only to be inexplicably dragged back by some unseen gravitational pull.
Centered around Nezha's body, a new vortex formed. Poseidon clung desperately to his Trident in defense, his disbelief undeniable: how could he, a Sea God, lose control over the ocean's waters?
Each blow from Nezha's fist, empowered by the surging tide, reverberated with an unsettling residual force after landing.
He wanted to roar at Nezha, proclaiming, "I am the Sea God!"
