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Hearing Wei Chen's words, the people on South Sea Island were taken aback, finding it hard to believe.
Defeated the Dark Mage?
How could that be possible?
The strength of the Dark Mage was no joke; he was the number one powerhouse in the Demon Realm. What could Wei Chen possibly use to defeat him?
The Dark Mage's power was so formidable that even Nan Feng would not dare to challenge him.
Unless they were in the vast sea, where the Dark Mage might not be a match for Nan Feng, but on the mainland, the Dark Mage was undoubtedly the strongest. He had held the title of number one for a very long time, having made a name for himself in his youth.
Could such a fierce individual really lose to Wei Chen?
This Wei Chen must be exaggerating beyond belief!
The Dark Mage was Wei Chen's grandfather, and everyone knew that Wei Chen was the sole heir of the Black Magic Clan. It was also common knowledge that Wei Chen possessed extraordinary talent, being a rare genius. Yet, no one could fathom how he could possibly defeat the Dark Mage.
It was clear to anyone with eyes that Wei Chen was merely at the peak of the Holy Demon Realm; how could he have the qualifications to defeat the Dark Mage?
Even if his grandfather were to let him win intentionally, it would still be impossible.
Such a claim was utterly ridiculous.
"I never expected that the Young Master of the Dark Demon Clan would be so impressive as to defeat the Dark Mage!"
"Hahaha, it's quite impressive indeed. To boast so grandly is truly embarrassing."
"Yeah, for a dignified Young Master of the Dark Demon Clan to be caught up in such bragging is a great humiliation!"
"People like him will never amount to anything significant; he boasts without even drafting a script..."
"Not just anyone can brag about defeating the Dark Mage. In the realm of magic, there are hardly any who could match him."
"Exactly, not a single one. Perhaps someone could put up a slight fight against the Dark Mage, but to defeat him? That's impossible. Even our Sea Emperor would be overwhelmed by the Dark Mage on the sixth level. Of course, if it were in the Endless Sea, the Dark Mage would be at the mercy of the Sea Emperor."
"That's an undeniable fact. Black Demon Wei Chen is simply too arrogant; has he forgotten his grandfather's face?"
"Who does he think he is? Defeating Prince Nanhua isn't a big deal; that's understandable. But to think he can compete with the Sea Emperor? He's still too inexperienced."
"He's merely at the peak of the Holy Demon Realm, twenty-two levels as a martial artist. Such strength is no joke; there are plenty like him."
"Considering his age, he is indeed top-tier. But there are many who have cultivated for hundreds or even thousands of years at the peak of the Holy Demon Realm."
"Exactly, where does he get the confidence to challenge the Sea Emperor?"
"The Sea Emperor won't entertain such nonsense. Winning against the Dark Mage's grandson means nothing."
"Right, it's a hollow victory, and it leaves behind a reputation of bullying the weak; it's simply not worth it."
The crowd buzzed with disdain for Wei Chen. This was ridiculous; how could the esteemed Sea Emperor possibly fight him?
It would be an easy win—just a flick of a finger could send Wei Chen sprawling. But what would that prove? For one side with such overwhelming advantages, engaging in battles of different levels was simply not worth it.
Just four words: hollow victory, uninteresting win.
From their words, Wei Chen sensed that the relationship between the Sea Tribe and humanity wasn't as bad as it seemed...
In the eyes of the Dark Mage, the Endless Sea was an incredibly dangerous place. However, from Wei Chen's perspective, it didn't appear that way at all. In fact, when they saw him, those from the Sea Tribe seemed vaguely excited; it was evident to anyone watching.
Between the Sea Tribe and the human race, there wasn't much animosity. The so-called grievances stemmed from the weakening of the sun every eleven years, which led to a decrease in Sea Rice production within the Sea Tribe. Consequently, the Sea Tribe had to raid the mainland for food. In reality, there were no deep-seated grudges. When Wei Chen arrived at the Sea Tribe, he faced little trouble; it was just that those from the Sea Tribe naturally wanted to take this opportunity to eliminate him, as the Black Magic Clan had no successors, making their actions easier.
This was the most logical line of thought, and Wei Chen could understand it.
The Sea Emperor Nanfeng of the South Sea Sea Clan watched Wei Chen calmly. No matter how one looked at it, he was at the peak of Holy Demon Realm strength; how could he possibly be matched against him?
He said lightly, “Friend, do you think you can defeat your grandfather, the Dark Mage?”
“Pretty much,” Wei Chen replied nonchalantly.
Nanfeng shook his head in disbelief. “In fact, I don't believe you at all. Your grandfather is the strongest in the Demon Realm, and while your strength is miraculous for your age, how could you possibly defeat him? If your grandfather truly made a move, he could easily eliminate you with just a flick of his finger.”
“So you can try and see if you can easily take me down,” Wei Chen paused and smiled. “In our duel, you don’t need to hold back, and I won’t either. If you kill me, my grandfather won’t pursue anything; it will be a fair fight where life and death are left to fate.”
Wei Chen's words sparked another round of discussion among the Sea Tribe members.
“This kid is so arrogant!”
“What on earth did he take to come here and act so recklessly in our Endless Sea?”
“Who knows? What if he was sent by the Dark Mage with some kind of treasure, hoping to defeat the Sea Emperor and achieve fame?”
“Impossible! No matter what treasure he has, how could he possibly defeat the Sea Emperor? Wei Chen’s strength is evident; he’s at the peak of Holy Demon Realm. Everyone can see that the Sea Emperor is unwilling to fight him.”
“He doesn’t even qualify to fight the Sea Emperor. What is he thinking? Has he lost his mind?”
Wei Chen listened to the discussions around him, his eyes smiling as he fixed his gaze on Sea Emperor Nanfeng.
Nanfeng felt a deep frustration; this kid was determined to challenge him, and he couldn't understand where things had gone wrong.
He couldn't help but wonder if he had a face that looked easy to bully.
"Friend, are you really going to fight? I will only use one percent of my strength, and you won't be my match," Nanfeng said calmly.
Wei Chen replied with a grin, "Challenging you is my aspiration for coming to the Endless Sea. I hope you can fulfill it. Regardless of the outcome, I will be satisfied with my return."
"As for how much strength you use, that's your business. If you want to hold back, I wouldn't mind at all."
Wei Chen's words left Nanfeng speechless. This kid was clearly trying to take advantage of the situation; no matter the result of their fight, Wei Chen would come out as the ultimate winner.
But now that it had come to this, he couldn't let this arrogant kid go without a lesson.
Sea Emperor Nanfeng nodded slightly and said helplessly, "Since you've insisted, I will play along. As a guest from afar, it wouldn't be appropriate to refuse you."
Upon hearing this, Wei Chen's face lit up with joy. "Great! If you really only use one percent of your strength, I would truly thank you."
"Don't worry, one percent of my strength is what you'll get," Sea Emperor Nanfeng replied calmly.
Listening to the conversation between Sea Emperor and Wei Chen, the members of the Sea Tribe were infuriated.
This guy really knows how to take advantage!
Even if it was just one percent of his strength, given the Sea Emperor's power, even one ten-thousandth could easily defeat Wei Chen.
The people of the Sea Tribe all knew that Wei Chen was not someone they could kill; they could only give him a stern warning.
"You are the junior, so you should make the first move," the Sea Emperor said to Wei Chen, his tone calm.
Wei Chen nodded and smiled, "Then I won't hold back. You asked for it."
As he spoke, the Sea Tribe members, who were eagerly anticipating the show, suddenly felt a powerful aura of Mental Strength enveloping the entire South Sea Island.
A visible gray mist emanated from Wei Chen, spreading across South Sea Island.
Soon, all the Sea Tribe members on South Sea Island felt the overwhelming pressure of his Mental Strength. Those with strong abilities, at or above the thirty-first level of martial arts, could withstand it to some extent. However, those below that level trembled under the might of his Mental Strength.
The terrifying gray mist partially spread across South Sea Island, silencing everyone present. But more of it surged towards Nan Feng, completely enveloping him.
Such immense pressure from Mental Strength was something even Nan Feng could not resist.
Struggling against Wei Chen's Mental Strength, sweat poured down Nan Feng's face. He never imagined that Wei Chen's Mental Strength could be this formidable. The intensity of it made him feel a life-threatening danger.
At this moment, the Sea Tribe on South Sea Island finally understood why Wei Chen was so dominant. It was rumored that his Mental Strength was strong, but he had never shown it before. Now, he fully revealed his Mental Strength over Nan Feng and the Sea Tribe, shocking their upper echelons.
They all saw that the Sea Emperor Nanfeng, surrounded by the gray mist, wore an expression of great pain as if he were enduring a mighty torment.
It was easy to imagine how terrifying the pressure of Mental Strength would be for someone at the center of such a storm like the Sea Emperor.
If ordinary members of the Sea Tribe were suffering greatly, how much more could the Sea Emperor endure?
At this point, no one dared to underestimate Wei Chen any longer.
With just his formidable Mental Strength alone, Wei Chen could secure a place among the top-tier experts in the Demon Realm.
In fact, Wei Chen's current Mental Strength wasn't even at its peak; it was simply that those in the Demon Realm were too weak in comparison. Especially among the Sea Tribe members, their Mental Strength was significantly weaker than those in higher levels of the Demon Realm.
Wei Chen's Mental Strength was capable of suppressing the Dark Mage, and facing the Sea Emperor Nanfeng was even easier. Nanfeng's Mental Strength was certainly inferior to that of the Dark Mage.
The pressure of Wei Chen's Mental Strength continued to intensify, and soon, the people on South Sea Island could hardly withstand it. Countless individuals collapsed to the ground, gazing at Wei Chen, whose solemn expression resembled that of a deity.
Nanfeng felt the most discomfort. Under the pressure of Wei Chen's Mental Strength, he found himself unable to take any action, forced to passively employ various methods to resist Wei Chen's overwhelming force. As Wei Chen's Mental Strength grew stronger, the difficulty for Nanfeng to withstand it increased little by little.
A terrifying aura spread unchecked. Wei Chen hovered above South Sea Island, delivering a vivid lesson to all the high-ranking members of the Sea Tribe. A young man not yet twenty years old possessed such formidable Mental Strength that countless people lacked even the power to resist!
What did this mean?
In the Demon Realm, where Mental Strength was generally weak, Wei Chen had not grown up there; he had only been brought into the realm partway through his journey and had not spent much time there at all.
So, could it be that the Spatial Plane where Wei Chen previously resided specialized in Mental Strength?
His astonishing Mental Strength left the Sea Tribe on South Sea Island in a state of terror, unsure of how to comprehend it.
After resisting for a while, Nanfeng realized that the pressure from Wei Chen's released Mental Strength was becoming increasingly heavy and showed no signs of diminishing. He began to feel overwhelmed.
As one of the four Sea Emperors of the Endless Sea, he found himself utterly powerless against Wei Chen's Mental Strength pressure.
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