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Palace of the Sea King.

After passing through the awe-inspiring deep-sea corridor, the Xuan masters' eyes were immediately greeted by an extremely spacious circular hall.

The height of the hall exceeded thirty meters, and the diameter was over one hundred meters. The walls were adorned with one huge relief after another.

As the crowd walked through the hall, they resembled ants who had accidentally stumbled into a land of giants.

The majority of the Xuan masters' gazes drifted towards the massive reliefs surrounding them.

Each relief depicted a different major battle experienced in the Eastern Li war zone.

The carvings on the walls, whether they were various sea creatures, valiant warriors in battle, or ships and war eagles, all appeared vivid and lifelike.

It was evident.

These must have been crafted by skilled artisans.

One Xuan master glanced at them and muttered softly, "They're all warriors!"

The meaning behind this sentence was somewhat unclear.

But everyone understood.

It meant that all the characters depicted in these relief carvings were warriors, and there wasn't a single Xuan warrior or Xuan master to be seen.

Siman Nanshan turned his head to look at the speaker and smiled, "The Grand Commander once said that every victory in war is obtained through the sacrifice of ordinary soldiers."

He paused for a moment and emphasized, "They are the truly deserving protagonists."

No one else spoke.

After all, everyone knew that the Grand Commander himself had been trying to elevate the status of the warriors. What's so strange about relief carvings only featuring warriors?

Besides.

The relief carvings didn't even include the Grand Commander.

But the attention of the tall Xuan master was focused on the floor of the hall.

What he saw.

The floor was not neatly tiled like the deep-sea corridor, but instead covered in rough and uneven rocks, with numerous grooves and crevices.

This sight.

It was quite unsightly.

Couldn't they just repair the hall a little?

The tall Xuan master swept his gaze around and suddenly had a startling guess.

His expression became excited, and he stammered, "D-dare I ask, General Sima, could this be...?"

Siman Nanshan saw how difficult it was for him to speak and interrupted with a smile, "That's right! This is the shell of the Sea King, the Snake Turtle Clan."

He immediately added, "Of course, the shell was too large, so only a portion of it was used here."

As soon as these words were spoken, the Xuan masters erupted into a commotion.

Everyone had heard that the head of the Sea King, the Snake Turtle Clan, was displayed in the upper exhibition hall of the Palace of the Sea King.

No one expected that the Eastern Li war zone would use the Sea King's shell to make a floor.

The quick-witted tall Xuan master already understood the symbolic meaning behind this act—the Snake Turtle Clan would forever be trampled under the feet of the Wan Hao Clan.

It wasn't just a physical "trampling underfoot."

It was a racial "trampling underfoot."

Initially, the tall Xuan master thought that it was somewhat wasteful to expend so much manpower and resources to build the Palace of the Sea King.

But now.

He suddenly felt that the Palace of the Sea King was indeed necessary.

There was a reason for it.

Even an ordinary Wan Hao person could trample the Sea King underfoot.

It was so uplifting!

It was worth it!

Siman Nanshan's gaze swept over the crowd, and he smiled again, "Everyone, please follow me to the exhibition room."

He turned around and walked towards the other side of the hall.

A group of Xuan masters followed behind, their expressions filled with varying degrees of shock.

The gameplay in the Eastern Li war zone had truly surprised them.

Before long.

The mysterious masters entered the exhibition hall that was famous throughout the entire war zone.

This was a larger room.

It was also the largest room in the Sea King Palace.

Just in terms of height, it reached a staggering two hundred meters.

The exhibition hall was in the shape of a crescent moon, with the walls simply painted and almost no decorations, but no one felt it was shabby.

Because there were four incredibly huge and ferocious heads, each one no less than a hundred meters, hanging in mid-air by numerous thick iron chains.

These were the heads of the Sea Kings.

With just one glance, the mysterious masters instantly felt a powerful visual impact.

At this moment.

Although everyone had heard countless stories about the exhibition hall, they still felt a strong shock when they actually saw it.

In addition to these mysterious masters.

There were many other people in the spacious exhibition hall.

A rough estimate.

There were no fewer than three thousand.

But compared to the vast space of the exhibition hall, it seemed a bit sparse.

All the visitors had an unusually consistent posture, with their heads held high, their faces filled with astonishment as they looked at the Sea King heads hanging in mid-air.

Siman Nanshan had no intention of explaining, he just smiled and said, "I believe you all already know the origins of these Sea Kings, there's no need for me to say more."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"I've heard it too many times."

"It's well-known!"

Siman Nanshan added, "Everyone, the Sea King Banquet is about to begin, please go to the banquet hall within five minutes."

The group of people nodded again.

"Understood!"

"Okay!"

Siman Nanshan completed his reception duties and left quickly.

Leaving behind only a group of mysterious masters, experiencing for the first time the feeling of being in the same room as four Sea King heads.

The tall mysterious master looked at the head on the far left and said softly, "This should be the 'Moma Sea King' of the 'Black Eel Clan'."

"This Sea King had been lurking in the Eastern Li War Zone for a long time, secretly causing a lot of damage and killing many people, but the Eastern Li War Zone had been unable to deal with it."

The round-faced mysterious master looked admiringly, "I heard that the Grand Marshal came to the war zone for the second time and single-handedly exposed this Sea King, and then Divine General killed the Sea King."

The tall mysterious master nodded, "It's really unbelievable, at that time the Grand Marshal was only a high-rank Xuan Shi."

The round-faced mysterious master looked at the second head on the left, with an air of familiarity, "This should be the 'Lagudala' Sea King of the Black Scale Clan."

"It led a large army of the Black Scale Clan to besiege the Eastern Li War Zone, but ended up stepping into a trap set by the Grand Marshal."

The tall mysterious master took over the conversation, "As a result, the Black Scale Clan's army suffered a disastrous defeat, with at least sixty percent casualties, and this Sea King and six Sea Domain Lords also perished."

The round-faced mysterious master's gaze jumped to the third head, continuing, "This should be the 'Faker' Sea King of the White Squid Clan."

"It is said that this Sea King tried to set up a trap, but the Grand Marshal saw through it at a glance and dug a big pit for the Faker Sea King."

"Then the Grand Marshal used this Sea King as bait to lure out the Sea Clan's Sea God, and finally helped Divine General kill two Sea Gods in one fell swoop."

The tall mysterious master's gaze turned to the fourth head, and he said, "Finally, this snake head, the 'Jelo Sea King' of the Snake Turtle Clan."

"It met a fate similar to the Faker Sea King, the Grand Marshal used the Sea King as a pawn and killed one of the Snake God's avatars."

Each of these achievements alone was enough to astonish people.

Listing them one by one was truly shocking to the core.

The group of mysterious masters listened quietly to the conversation, looking at the giant heads, their gazes as if they were admiring living legends.

No.

This wasn't just "as if".

This was the true legend.

After a while.

One of the mysterious masters finally said, "Let's go! The Sea King Banquet is about to start."

Reluctantly, the group of people walked towards the passage on the right.

However.

Although the people had left.

The scene of the "four heads hanging in mid-air" was deeply engraved in the hearts of the mysterious masters, like a relief, making it unforgettable for them forever.