Chapter 322: The Deep Sea Demon Whale King of Ten Thousand Years Past
When the figure of one hundred billion gold soul coins was spoken, every top expert in the hall went pale.
No one had expected such a bid—an amount that shattered even the wildest imagination.
Xu Tianran of the Sun and Moon Empire froze mid‑motion, his half‑raised hand trembling.
That number had already exceeded all the wealth he had brought to the auction. Even if he poured out his entire treasury, he couldn't hope to rival it.
It was insanity—absolute madness.
Du Bushi of the Body Sect frowned deeply. Though his sect had deep reserves, even they could not hope to produce such a fortune.
What astonished him more, however, was the woman who had made the bid.
Who was she? Where had she come from?
How could she offer such a sum without flinching—and with an aura that seemed to swallow the air around her?
Even from across the room, he could sense that the power within her exceeded any Ultimate Douluo he had ever encountered.
A crazy thought crossed his mind—could she be a true Level 100 existence… a god?
That made no sense. Whether human or beast, any being nearing godhood caused ripples across the world. But this cloaked woman—her origins were a void, her strength immeasurable, as if she had appeared out of thin air.
He silently vowed that once this auction ended, he would investigate her thoroughly.
If she proved an enemy, the threat she posed could not be ignored.
Among the Shrek delegation, Mu En and Elder Xuan exchanged grave glances.
Even with Shrek's immense resources, they couldn't possibly gather one hundred billion.
This treasure—the power to grant wishes, perhaps even divinity itself—had slipped entirely from their reach.
The realization brought a quiet, bitter sense of loss.
To come so close to a miracle, only to watch it vanish before them—it was unbearable.
"Elder Mu," Elder Xuan murmured, "can you sense the woman's true level? I can't shake a feeling that she's… dangerous."
Mu En closed his eyes briefly. "You're not wrong. The aura around her carries a divine resonance. She is, without doubt, a Level 100 being—a true god."
Even saying the words out loud made his heart lurch.
After meeting Tang San not long ago, that same familiar energy still lingered in his senses. He had no doubt now—the woman had concealed herself well, but the trace of divinity was unmistakable.
"And there's more," he added quietly. "The aura wrapping her body… it's of the sea. She might not be human. Perhaps she's a sea soul beast."
The weight of his words fell like a stone into the Sea God Pavilion's members. Faces turned pale with disbelief.
A god‑level sea soul beast?
Such a thing hadn't existed since Tang San himself slew the Deep Sea Demon Whale King ten thousand years ago.
Even so, the others of Shrek Academy felt small comfort—they still had the Human Altar, a bastion of hope for humankind.
The murmurs swelled again.
"Who is she?" whispered one Title Douluo.
The question hung over the entire hall.
Even lesser soul masters could now sense something unnatural. Every gaze fixed on the black‑robed figure, curiosity tangled with rising dread.
The aura radiating from her pressed down upon them like a mountain—the kind that crushed breath and will alike.
"Such power…" Zhongli Wu of the Holy Spirit Cult whispered hoarsely.
He was an Ultimate Douluo, yet before this cloaked woman he felt like an insignificant child. Her presence made his very spirit tremble.
Long Xiaoyao nodded grimly. "Her strength far surpasses any Title Douluo's. Possibly... greater than even god‑level thresholds."
An unthinkable idea dawned upon them both.
"A god? Could she truly be a god?"
The realization left them breathless.
If that were so—why had such a divine entity come here? Why hide her identity beneath a simple cloak?
As confusion gripped the audience, the Soul Beast delegation remained deathly still.
Gu Yuena's silver eyes narrowed, her gaze settling upon the robed woman with solemn intensity.
As the Sovereign of Beasts, she possessed an instinctive sensitivity toward her kin.
And the instant the woman had spoken her bid, Gu Yuena had felt it—the aura of a soul beast.
Di Tian furrowed his brow beside her. "That power… it carries the breath of the ocean. A sea soul beast?"
But the thought disturbed him.
"For ten thousand years," he muttered, "since Tang San slew the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, there has been no beast of the seas surpassing eighty thousand years…"
Yet the strength radiating from this one dwarfed that by far.
"She is no eighty‑thousand‑year," Gu Yuena said softly, her tone cold but certain. "She's past the divine threshold—a million‑year soul beast."
"What?!"
The shock ripped through the beast ranks like lightning.
Such a revelation was beyond belief. The ascent to a million years always drew the heavens' wrath—the thunder tribulation of the Divine Realm itself.
But there had been no sign of such calamity. No storm. No heavenly bolts. Nothing.
"How did she achieve it without attracting the gods' notice?"
Gu Yuena felt a rare surge of fascination.
Not even she herself could have concealed such a breakthrough.
She decided then and there: once the auction was over, she would seek this mysterious kindred and unravel her secrets.
Among the humans, however, faces paled further.
The Soul Beasts already possessed Di Tian and Gu Yuena—their greatest threats. Now another million‑year god‑level sea beast had appeared. For humanity, this was disaster waiting to happen.
Linyun's voice finally sliced through the silence:
"Any further bids?"
No answer.
"One hundred billion once."
"One hundred billion twice."
"One hundred billion three times."
Her gavel fell.
"With that, this item is sold—for one hundred billion gold soul coins!"
The hall exhaled collectively.
The Demon Empress relaxed slightly, though her eyes still gleamed with fierce resolve.
Linyun turned toward her and asked gently, "Honored guest, may I ask… what is your wish?"
Without hesitation, the woman's voice trembled with emotion long suppressed.
"I wish to bring someone back to life."
Recognition flickered in Linyun's eyes; she already knew from Jiang Li's secret message what to expect. She nodded softly. "That is possible."
A thunderous hum filled the room.
Linyun clasped her hands together, and an immense surge of life energy erupted outward, flooding into the floating green seed.
The seed split open, unfolding into a radiant lotus of emerald light that hovered gracefully above the platform.
"Please," Linyun said calmly, "present any remaining possession of the deceased—something that carries his essence."
(END CHAPTER)
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