Lu Tian went into the sea to rescue someone, only to be swallowed by a whale bigger than an island.
When he opened his eyes again, a hundred thousand merfolk were forcing him to wed the princess. If he refused, the pressure of the sea would crush him into pulp on the spot.
He went through with it. Then, with one punch, he split the entire Black Sea in two.
Guixu, the last intact underwater royal city in the Seven Seas.
It wasn't built on the sea floor. It was a breath held beneath the water. Nine pillars held that breath in place, and they were breaking. Once they were all gone, three thousand zhang of water would flood the city in a single instant, killing all 170,000 people inside.
The marriage mark gave him a hundred days.
The old king had only eighty days left to live.
And on the surface, every time one of those nine pillars broke, the fishing village where his mother lived sank another inch.
The whole city saw him as a sacrificial offering to prolong their lives.
All he wanted was to get everyone who needed saving out, one by one.
“The Seven Seas need not submit.”
“Those who deserve to kneel are the ones who want all living beings on their knees.”
