Chapter 43: Did the Sea Princess Kill the Demon Soul Great White Shark, Xiao Bai?

The sword dance was mesmerizing—skirts fluttering, blades weaving in intricate patterns, creating a dazzling display. Yet, despite its beauty, there was a distinct rhythm to it.

Xiao Bai, while seeking the perfect opportunity to strike at Di Tian, frantically transmitted mental messages to the Sea Princess.

Once or twice might have been overlooked, but repeated attempts were impossible to ignore. Did she really think the sea soul beasts present were blind?

By now, Xiao Bai's intentions were obvious to all. However, as long as Di Tian, the undisputed ruler of this territory, remained silent, none of the other sea soul beasts dared to intervene.

Beside Di Tian, Lan Fuzi's sorrowful emotions faded as her bright, intelligent eyes sparkled with thought.

She promptly stood up and announced loudly,"A lone sword dance seems a bit dull. I, Lan Fuzi, though not exceptionally skilled, would like to join in."

After speaking, she turned to Di Tian, awaiting his approval.

At this moment, Di Tian was perhaps the only one still interested in watching the sword dance.

And so, he clapped his hands and readily agreed,"Very well."

Upon receiving his approval, Lan Fuzi was overjoyed. While making a move outside the arena was inconvenient, inside the arena…

Sword dancing could be unpredictable. Mistakes happen—whether by accident or design. Blades have no eyes, and if she were to "accidentally" skewer Xiao Bai with a hundred transparent holes, it would be understandable.

A flash of soul power lit up the storage ring on her fingertip, and a deep blue longsword shot out.

Compared to the blue hue of Xiao Bai's divine weapon, this sword was even darker in color. It measured four feet and three inches, with a blade covered in diamond-shaped engravings. The edges were as smooth as a mirror, and its spine was sharply defined.

The sword's entire body exuded a deep, abyssal blue, emanating an unfathomable aura.

Having traveled to the human world multiple times over the years, Lan Fuzi had naturally acquired many human-made items. This deep-blue longsword was a top-tier ninth-level soul tool.

Since she was aiming for a "mishap" that would leave someone full of holes, a sharp blade was, of course, the best choice.

She leaped into the air toward Xiao Bai, her fitted battle attire billowing as the wind rushed past.

The clash of metal against metal resounded continuously.

Lan Fuzi's "sword dance" could hardly be considered elegant—it was a relentless series of lethal thrusts, each strike aimed at a vital point, with no mercy left in her attacks.

Although she was kind-hearted, she was no fool. Moreover, as a member of the anti-Sea God faction, she harbored deep grudges against Xiao Bai, who belonged to the Sea God's faction. There was no reason for her to hold back.

Though her cultivation was inferior to Xiao Bai's, the latter was distracted—transmitting mental messages to the Sea Princess while simultaneously searching for an opportunity to assassinate Di Tian. As a result, Lan Fuzi was able to steadily suppress her.

However, there was one key difference—their swords.

Each time the two blue swords clashed, Lan Fuzi's ninth-level soul tool would gain a small chip.

No matter how advanced, a ninth-level soul tool was still a mortal weapon and could not compare to a divine weapon.

That changed in an instant when Di Tian flicked his fingers.

A sudden black radiance enveloped Lan Fuzi's chipped sword, instantly repairing the damage. The blade regained its sharpness, its entire body now exuding a deep, ominous glow—like the reflections of the underworld.

With this replica of the Black Dragon Sword, Lan Fuzi's control over Xiao Bai shifted from steady suppression to absolute dominance.

Di Tian's unique soul skill, the profound Black Dragon Sword, was openly displayed, and the Sea Princess naturally took notice.

How could she not understand the message behind this blatant display?

Di Tian was using Xiao Bai's life to force her into making a choice.

Her gaze remained locked on Xiao Bai, who was being steadily overwhelmed, her eyes flickering with uncertainty.

Yet, among the three—Sea Princess, Xiao Bai, and Di Tian—the one who lost patience first was actually Xiao Bai!

A sharp squelch echoed through the hall.

After failing to receive a response from the Sea Princess despite repeated transmissions, Xiao Bai decided to act. The arrow was already nocked, and it had to be released.

Even after striking at Di Tian, she could still shout "Eliminate him together!" to the Sea Princess, forcing her hand. At that point, whether the Sea Princess wanted to join or not, she would have no choice.

Xiao Bai deliberately left an opening, allowing Lan Fuzi's Black Dragon Sword to pierce a non-lethal spot on her body.

Then, gathering all her remaining strength, she hurled her divine longsword toward Di Tian, who was calmly seated nearby.

At this critical moment, the second person to move was not Di Tian—it was the Sea Princess.

Her expression shifted drastically as a golden teardrop shot from the corner of her eye. The luminous tear transformed into a golden flying shuttle, leaving behind a dazzling streak of gold as it hurtled toward the incoming divine sword.

Inwardly, she cursed Xiao Bai's ancestors thousands of times over.

Fortunately, the palace belonged to her, and it possessed certain defensive properties. Even in her agitated state, she could still sense every movement within its walls.

Otherwise, she might have truly fallen into Xiao Bai's trap today and been dragged down with her.

She intercepted the divine sword not out of concern for Di Tian.

The battle between her and Di Tian in the deep sea had been witnessed by all the sea soul beasts present. However, they were too weak to fully grasp the true extent of their power difference. They were like frogs at the bottom of a well, looking up at the moon. Only when they, by some stroke of luck, reached her level—possessing Yin-Yang dual soul cores—would they finally understand the vast chasm between her and Di Tian.

A divine weapon might injure her, but it could never harm Di Tian. She knew better than anyone just how impervious his true dragon body was.

She acted not to defend Di Tian but to avoid being implicated by Xiao Bai. If she remained indifferent while the leader of the soul beasts was attacked within her palace, the consequences would be unthinkable.

Meanwhile, Di Tian remained seated, exuding an air of complete indifference. He didn't even lift a finger against the incoming divine sword.

This was what the sea soul beasts around him saw.

In truth, Di Tian had already made his move—no one present could perceive it.

Just as the divine sword and the golden flying shuttle were about to collide, the Sea Princess's heart suddenly clenched. Her vision blurred, her mind spun, and for an instant, she felt as if she had been torn from reality.

When she regained clarity, the scene before her was vastly different from her memory. Everything had changed.

The golden flying shuttle, which was meant to intercept the divine sword, had instead shot toward Xiao Bai, striking her right between the eyes and piercing straight through the back of her skull.

Xiao Bai's lifeless eyes reflected disbelief.

She had never expected that the Sea Princess—her beloved kin, her sworn sister—not only refused to help her but had even killed her!

Why? Just because she had tried to drag the Sea Princess into the fight?

Beneath her confusion lay a burning fury. In her fading vision, she imagined the Sea God's triumphant return from the Divine Realm—descending upon the mortal world to flay the Sea Princess alive, lighting her body like a human lantern, before resurrecting Xiao Bai for revenge.

(End of Chapter)