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What a hassle!
Xue Wushuang sat in his chair, his expression suddenly turning extremely grim.
"Let's go, it's just in time for the Sea God Festival," Lin Han said, feeling quite pleased with the situation.
With the information he had gathered, he had a rough idea of what the so-called Sea God Trident was planning to do. This time, he could take advantage of the Sea God Festival to put an end to this matter once and for all!
The group moved quickly, and before long, they arrived at the seaside.
As they looked out, thousands of people crowded the shore, surrounding a massive statue.
Oh, is that our own person hosting the event? Lin Han's eyes lit up as he recognized the familiar old man standing before the crowd, and he couldn't help but smile broadly.
At that moment, the old man held a strange instrument similar to one he had used before, guiding the crowd in their rituals.
"Respected Sea God! We serve you with utmost reverence, and we beseech you to bestow your blessings upon us and remove the calamities from the sea!"
The old man's voice boomed, reaching Lin Han and his companions even from a distance.
"Old man, long time no see," Lin Han stepped forward, startling the elder.
The old man stared at the young man before him, momentarily speechless!
"Clan Uncle, how can we interrupt the Sea God Festival?" Lao Wu suddenly spoke up as they noticed Lin Han, the blasphemer, making an appearance. Anger flared within them.
Soon after, some people began to push toward Lin Han's direction but hesitated to actually confront him.
"What are you doing here again? Isn't once enough to provoke the Sea God? Do you really think his good temper will tolerate you a second time?"
The old man hosting the ritual pointed at Lin Han, his arm shaking violently.
"Old man, I'm just here to see the true form of the Sea God Trident and to apologize to him," Lin Han replied sincerely.
"Then stand aside! If you dare obstruct our ritual again this time, you will not be spared!"
Since the Sea God Festival could not be paused once it had begun, although reluctant to have a ticking time bomb beside him, the old man had no choice but to continue with the ceremony.
Lin Han stood with his teammates off to one side, watching as the ritual commenced.
The climax of the sacrificial ceremony was approaching.
In the forefront, an elderly man closed his eyes tightly, shaking the instrument in his hands to produce a sound. Among the crowd surrounding him, others held similar ritualistic tools, joining in the performance. People began to dance that strange dance again, their hands and feet moving in unison, sometimes low and somber, other times high and spirited.
Roar! Roar!
Gradually, amidst the hoarse shouts of some individuals, their movements became more fluid. Their bodies swayed, and peculiar changes began to manifest upon them. The old man leading the ceremony had his arms exposed, wrapped in a layer of haphazardly growing scales. Within those scales, dark threads continuously emerged, slowly extending towards the sky.
The people behind him became hunched over, their faces and bodies covered with aquatic creatures' forms. More and more black threads connected together, drifting upward into the air.
"Sea God Trident! Sea God Trident!"
Lin Han's expression changed suddenly as he realized that these voices were coming from within his mind rather than from his ears. Moreover, his teammates nearby seemed to be affected by the atmosphere as well; black lines began to extend from their bodies toward the sky.
Lin Han turned to look at Qin Luoxi beside him. Her beautiful eyes were fixed intently on those participating in the ritual, her face pale with anger.
"I will have to accept that call and understand what this Sea God Trident truly is. If I can't break free from this feeling, I will need you," he said.
Upon hearing this, Qin Luoxi nodded gently.
Lin Han turned his gaze back to the enormous Sea God Statue. His mind was filled with voices chanting "Sea God Trident," followed by some indescribable sounds that resonated like muffled thunder from bells and drums.
A roar echoed through the air.
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