Sixth Circle

Looking at Eli's gaze, the two Sea Tribe Sovereigns couldn't help but take a step back!

"How is this possible?" The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's eyes widened.

That was the Black Turtle Emperor, an existence with the highest defense. Even it couldn't defeat it easily. But today, Eli had easily done something it couldn't do!

This made it feel inexplicably cold!

The sea giant stood on the spot, its huge throat trembling as it said, "Are you kidding me? The Black Turtle Emperor lost just like that?"

Compared to them, the army of the Sea Tribes on the ground was even crazier, especially the Ink Turtle Tribe. They let out mournful wails and looked at Eli with anger in their eyes.

"How could His Majesty lose just like that? Absolutely impossible!"

"Damned human, he must have used despicable methods. His Majesty has been plotted against!"

"No, no, no, it's fake. It's all fake!"