The battle erupted in an instant.

Morax thrust his spear, piercing straight through the body of the God of the Sea.

Following closely, Azhdaha showed no mercy either, smashing Osial's head with a single punch before transforming into his true form and beginning to absorb the Hydro energy for his own use.

The last to strike was Mu Yang, who severed Beisht's head with a single slash.

Mu Yang had expected some pre-battle trash talk, so he was a step slower.

But there was none—because Morax was truly enraged.

Of course, a god wouldn't die so easily.

Moreover, this was the domain of the God of the Sea and the Vortex God Osial, not the God of Geo's.

They only needed to draw power from the ocean to heal their wounds underwater.

Seeing their masters injured, the sea beasts began attacking frantically, buying time for their lords.

"Demon-Conquering Yaksha Dance!"

The five Yakshas donned their masks—this was the true battle stance of the "Guardian Yakshas."

The Yakshas let out heart-wrenching howls.

This ritual was not merely a simple boost to combat power.

While it strengthened them, it also brought forth immense suffering from the depths of their hearts...

Yet, the Yakshas were born for slaughter. Compared to the battle ahead, this pain was nothing.

Bosacius struck first. The four-armed Yaksha summoned lightning into the water, electrocuting an entire swarm of beasts at once.

The lightning spread across the sea's surface, as if casting an "Electro-Charged Field Spell Card."

This, however, left the other four Yakshas with no room to attack.

"Big Brother Bosacius, you're being reckless again!"

"Force of habit."

After the words of General Menogias, the "Heart Ape," a rain of boulders crashed onto the sea. His fighting style was the closest to Morax's—perhaps because he, too, wielded the power of stone.

Bonanus, the "Oceanic Defender," moved like a fish in water, shredding the underwater creatures with her razor-sharp claws and the fishbone-like protrusions on her back.

Indarias, the "Fire Rat," and Alatus, the "Golden-Winged King," fought in tandem. Since neither was at their best on the open sea, Mu Yang sliced out a massive ice lotus beneath their feet, allowing them to battle atop its petals.

Seeing Mu Yang distracted, Beisht attempted a sneak attack—only to be blocked by "Brother Azhdaha."

At the same time, Mu Yang intercepted Osial's strike aimed at Azhdaha.

The two opponents switched.

Now, Azhdaha faced Beisht.

And Mu Yang faced Osial.

'This scene… feels oddly familiar.'

Mu Yang pondered the strange question.

During the battle at Liyue Harbor, Mu Yang had met Osial for the first time—while Osial was facing him for the second time.

Now, it was Mu Yang's second encounter with Osial, yet Osial knew nothing of him.

It was almost like the "chicken or the egg" paradox.

Osial, seeing the white-haired youth lost in thought mid-battle, grew furious.

He felt disrespected—how dare a mere mortal look down on a God?

Without hesitation, he fired a laser blast at Mu Yang.

Mu Yang dodged at the last moment.

The sheer energy grazing past him sent a chill down his spine.

"Holy crap, no more distractions."

Indeed, this blast was several times more powerful than the one at Liyue Harbor.

This was Osial at full strength—he hadn't even been sealed yet.

BOOM—

While Mu Yang could evade Osial's attacks, the distant mountains couldn't.

A peak was utterly obliterated by the blast, reduced to dust.

This was the power of an Archon. For the first time, Mu Yang truly felt the threat of death.

In the past, during his sparring sessions with Morax and Clarisse, they had only used swords—and even then, they held back.

Sparring was about mutual improvement, but this was a fight to the death.

"Kill or be killed."

"Damn it, I should've just written the setting as 'One-Punch Man'—it's all acting anyway..."

But regrets were pointless now.

Mu Yang steeled himself, focusing entirely on the battle ahead.

———

On the battlefield, there was someone even more miserable than Mu Yang.

The God of the Sea.

He existed in a perpetual state of being shattered and regenerating.

Morax, in this battle, had shed all gentleness, revealing an endless slaughterous aura.

This was nothing short of a one-sided massacre.

If not for the endless supply of seawater replenishing him, the God of the Sea would have fallen long ago.

Morax impaled the God of the Sea once more.

This time, however, when he withdrew his weapon, the spearhead was covered in tiny monsters.

These creatures had emerged from the depths—soft-skinned, scaly, with dexterous tentacles that could survive even when severed.

They spat out sticky, slimy fluids.

These were miniature versions of the God of the Sea—his familiars.

Though weak in power, they were utterly revolting.

Tiny and omnipresent, they left behind glistening trails wherever they crawled.

These trails were hard to clean and, if not removed quickly, would corrode the skin...

Morax flicked his spear, shaking off the disgusting creatures.

But as the saying goes—if you can see them, it means there are already too many to hide.

It wasn't just Morax. Everyone else was also being harassed by these things.

Mu Yang encased himself in extreme cold, flicking a few off his sleeve with a sharp motion.

"Guess this outfit's done for..."

Mu Yang sighed inwardly.

"Now I get why the old man refused to eat seafood for the next few millennia..."

Seeing Mu Yang distracted again, Osial resumed his sneak attacks.

This five-headed assault was Osial's first time using it—but for Mu Yang, it was just old tricks.

Focusing his breath, Mu Yang whispered:

"One sword, traceless—snow blankets the mountains..."

A single, ultimate slash.

Osial's five heads fell.

Panting heavily, Mu Yang muttered:

"Even in my true form… this is my limit."

This was his strongest strike—and he had pushed himself beyond exhaustion.

Though Osial was grievously wounded, this was the ocean. He could heal over time.

Mu Yang's body plummeted downward, landing on Azhdaha's back.

By now, Azhdaha had already dealt with Beisht.

The God of the Sea's tactic of buying time with his familiars had backfired.

These little abominations had thoroughly disgusted Morax.

Diving into the water, Morax dragged the God of the Sea out by force.

A massive hand of bedrock clenched around the Archon's throat, hauling him away from Liyue Harbor.

Then, on a remote island in the sea, Morax summoned an endless barrage of "Stellar Restoration" meteors, blasting the God of the Sea into oblivion.

Osial, still recovering in the depths, witnessed the God of the Sea's gruesome fate.

Immediately, he chose to flee—preserving his forces in tribute to the legendary Runaway King!

With their leaders gone, the sea beasts scattered in panic.

The God of the Sea's tiny familiars had long since fled toward land.

What Morax didn't yet know was this:

In the future, to fulfill a contract, he would have to scour every corner of Liyue, hunting down these disgusting creatures one by one and sealing them in stone prisons.

When the contract was finally complete, he would feel "as if a great burden had lifted"—and swear off seafood forever...

Battle of the Guyun Sea:

God of Geo—Victorious.

God of the Sea—Fallen.

God of Dust—Fallen...

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