Eastern Twin Emperors

"Morgan Easton?" Jonathan looked at the massive figure rising slowly from the underwater palace and spoke calmly.

He had already sensed that the opponent's cultivation was indeed at the solid Ninth Grade Nascent Soul Realm. He was no weaker than the Lord of the North.

"It's me."

The human-headed, fish-bodied giant replied straightforwardly, "But I prefer to be called the Deep Sea Emperor!"

As he stood tall, his enormous fish tail stirred the seabed, creating countless...