Before they had time to investigate further, two figures with powerful aura flew out from the sea tribe crowd and flew towards them.

"Who are you? Where do you come from?"

These two sea tribesmen were the same as the sea tribes Wang Yang had seen before, with blue-black skin and thin scales, and tall and majestic bodies.

They looked at Xia Ze, but turned a blind eye to Wang Yang and the others.

"me--"

Xia Ze didn't know what to say. He couldn't talk about his tribe's escaped sacrifices, right?

"He is a messenger sent by the gods, and he is also your future king!"

Wang Yang said.

He had already heard something fishy from the people below. Because of Xia Ze's pure bloodline, many people regarded Xia Ze as a god.

"this--"

These two sea clansmen were both at the Golden Core level, and they did not dare to refute Wang Yang's words.

The strict hierarchy of the Sea Clan makes them instinctively fear Xia Ze and dare not question him, even if their strength far exceeds Xia Ze's.

"It's an angel! God has appeared!"

An old man from the sea tribe, who looked like he was going to die soon, flew up accompanied by two sea tribesmen.

Seeing Xia Ze, the old man was extremely excited and tremblingly knelt down in front of him.

The two Jindan Sea Clan looked at each other, followed the old man helplessly, and bowed down to Xia Ze.

Under the eyes of everyone, even the priests in the clan have recognized that they can only surrender even if they are powerful.

They can use the lower sea people as food, while the royal family can use them as food. The hierarchical system that has existed for thousands of years has been deeply rooted in their bones, making them dare not raise the slightest resistance.

Xia Ze looked at Wang Yang with a guilty conscience.

Wang Yang nodded towards him.

Xia Ze was not a fool and quickly understood what Wang Yang meant.

In other words, on this day, he had fantasized countless times in the space maze.

The fantasy of the inferior person towards the superior person!

"That's right! I am the messenger sent by the gods, and these are the people who have been blessed by the gods. You must respect them as much as you respect me!"

Xia Ze's temperament changed, and he exuded a sense of domineering.

This feeling of entitlement obsessed him.

"..."

The sea tribesmen looked at the three of them with some reluctance, but under Xia Ze's gaze, they still had to lower their heads.

Wang Yang and Wang Xiaoyu revealed their auras at the right time. One was like a dragon on the earth, thick and boundless, while the other was as majestic as the sky and as powerful as prison.

This aura that was not like a mortal's made the sea tribesmen tremble with fear, and they no longer dared to have any doubts.

"I have seen three noble envoys!"

Seeing that the leading sea people had already surrendered, the sea people on the ground knelt down crazily, as if they were seeing the emperor.

Xia Ze wanted to invite Wang Yang to return to the clan, but Wang Yang refused.

In the name of Poseidon asking the three of them to go to the human race to spread glory, Xia Ze brought a lot of treasures to give to the three of them.

"We'll see you again in the future!"

After leaving the message slip, Wang Yang left with the two of them.

"Dad, why don't you let Uncle Xia Ze go with us?"

Wang Xiaoyu was a little reluctant to give up.

After getting along for so many years, the two of them have become almost like family members.

"Everyone has his own way, why force others to make things difficult for them?"

"oh!"

Wang Xiaoyu seemed to understand.

"Then where are we going now?"

"Go back to the South China Sea!"

"Don't worry, I want to go see the island!"

Ah Lu spoke up to stop him.

"Well!"

Wang Yang thought for a while and nodded. It won't waste much time.
Chapter completed!