At the center of Poseidon Island.
Within the Sea God Temple on Sea God Mountain, a female figure sat cross-legged before the statue of the Sea God, her eyes closed, motionless.
This figure was none other than Poseidon.
With the completion of the trials of the Six Monsters and their departure from Poseidon Island, peace had returned here.
Poseidon spent her years cultivating in the Sea God Temple—though "cultivating" was more like daydreaming and resting her spirit.
Her Soul Power Level was Ninety-Nine, and as the High Priest of the Sea God Temple, she no longer had the possibility of ascending to Godhood at Level One Hundred.
There was no room for her strength to improve further, leaving her with only one mission: to await the appearance of the Sea God Successor.
She had waited for over a century, yet none had come.
In this state, Poseidon appeared noble, elegant, gentle, and unattainably dignified in the eyes of the Soul Masters of Poseidon Island.
It seemed as though nothing could stir her emotions.
In reality, however, Tang San had already stirred Poseidon's longing for Tang Chen, leaving her somewhat dazed.
Suddenly, Poseidon's eyes snapped open, and she abruptly stood up.
The tranquility of the Sea God Temple was shattered.
Clad in a bright red robe, with sea-blue hair cascading down her back, an expression of disbelief gradually reached unparalleled heights on her face.
"Tang Chen..."
Poseidon's body trembled, her emotions nearly spiraling out of control.
In the next moment, Poseidon stepped out of the Sea God Temple, then soared into the sky, transforming into a sea-blue streak of light.
On the distant sea, two black dots were approaching.
"Is it really you, Tang Chen? Have you finally understood my feelings?"
Poseidon's heart was filled with anxiety. During the years Tang San and the others had undergone their God Tests on Poseidon Island, Tang San's identity had constantly reminded her of Tang Chen.
She deeply regretted not having openly expressed her feelings to Tang Chen, which had driven him to desperately seek Godhood, venturing to the mainland in search of a Godhood Inheritance.
Every Deity's Godhood Trial carried risks, and Poseidon feared that Tang Chen's impatience might lead to failure in his God Test.
With no news of Tang Chen for decades, Poseidon grew increasingly convinced that he might have failed his God Test and was no longer in this world.
Now, those two black dots were unmistakably Tang Chen and Tang Hao!
At this moment, the sun was slowly rising from the east. After traveling through the night, Tang Chen and Tang Hao had finally arrived at Poseidon Island.
Bathed in the lingering glow of the sunrise, Poseidon, dressed in ceremonial robes, uncontrollably rushed toward Tang Chen.
Seeing this, Tang Hao tactfully descended and headed toward Sea Horse City.
He was aware of his grandfather's feelings for Poseidon. In the final moments of his grandfather's life, he undoubtedly wished to be alone with Poseidon.
Moreover, during their journey, Tang Hao had come to understand another purpose of his grandfather's plan: to use the Sea God's inheritance site to protect the Asura Demon Sword.
And to protect Tang Hao himself.
The Asura Demon Sword was tied to Tang Chen's Inherited Divine Power. The mainland offered no safety whatsoever—the hidden detection abilities of that Evil Soul Master were too formidable, and he could appear at any moment.
Only by entrusting the Asura Demon Sword to Poseidon's care and placing it within the Sea God Temple could it be kept safe from anyone.
Then, once Tang Hao cultivated the Asura Domain on Poseidon Island and successfully inherited the Asura God Position, this would be the most secure arrangement.
Tang Hao had already received the full plan from his grandfather and decisively descended toward Sea Horse City, preparing to cultivate the Slaughter God Domain with all his might.
High in the sky, only Poseidon and Tang Chen remained, facing each other. Intense affection rendered them speechless for a moment.
After a long while, Tang Chen gave a bitter smile. "You haven't changed at all!"
Upon hearing this, Poseidon replied softly, "The appearance remains unchanged, but the heart has changed many times over. Over these decades, have you not understood my feelings?"
Tang Chen's smile grew even more bitter. "By the time I understood, it was already beyond my control. Being able to see you in the final moments of my life leaves me with no regrets."
After being parasitized by the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King, he had sunk into deep solitude and finally realized that Poseidon's words were meant to reject Qiandao Liu, not him.
But it was too late.
"What happened? How could you be at the final moments of your life?" Poseidon's eyes reddened, her mind in turmoil, her thoughts instantly thrown into chaos.
"Let me spend these last moments telling you about my experiences over the years."
Poseidon could no longer hold back. The Tang Chen of the past had been sharp and proud, but now he was completely changed.
She grabbed Tang Chen and pulled him toward the Sea God Temple. In her perception, Tang Chen was clearly stronger than before—there was no way he could be at the end of his life.
She needed to understand everything.
The Demon Whale Sea was once the territory of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, where no ships could pass.
Now that the Deep Sea Demon Whale King had been hunted, many ships still chose to detour out of reverence for it.
Thus, the area remained sparsely traveled by sea vessels.
On this day, a golden Vast Sea Cosmos Cover floated gently on the sea's surface.
Inside the cover, Dugu Feng lay resting.
After Tang Chen, Tang Hao, and Tang San left the city, Dugu Feng followed closely behind, with the Emerald Dragon Snake leading the way, trailing them from a distance.
Seeing Tang Chen head west toward the Western Sea, Dugu Feng knew everything was proceeding as planned.
Now that Tang Chen had entered Poseidon Island, all that remained was to wait. Tang Chen would not live beyond two days.
With a wave of his right hand, a several-meter-long ice sculpture flew out from the brocade pouch at his waist and materialized before him.
The Eight-Angle Black Ice Herb also flew out, hovering in mid-air and continuously reinforcing the ice layer's confinement.
Inside the ice sculpture was the lifelike Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King, once the awe-inspiring King of Slaughter.
For a Spirit Beast to rise to such a position was a credit to all Spirit Beasts on the Douluo Continent.
Its age undoubtedly exceeded a hundred thousand years, possibly even several hundred thousand.
After all, having controlled Slaughter City for decades and cultivated using its Blood Pool and Slaughter Aura, its realm had advanced by leaps and bounds.
Even from the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King's glowing red wings, one could see the immense Slaughter Energy contained within.
"But now, it all benefits me!"
Dugu Feng sneered, as wings appeared behind him—the Spider Emperor Eight Wings.
Immediately after, eight threads extended from them, swiftly piercing into the ice sculpture.
Under Dugu Feng's control, the ice layer opened tiny pathways for these eight Devouring Golden Threads, allowing them to precisely penetrate the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King's wings.
Dugu Feng discovered that the source of the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King's energy was its wings—the same cloak it had worn while parasitizing Tang Chen.
Within it, countless tiny crimson vessels served as the meridians through which the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King circulated its energy.
That was the essence of Slaughter Energy.
Dugu Feng grinned, and the Devouring Golden Threads instantly tightened. Eight streams of golden light, stirred by the vibrations of the threads, flowed out from the ice sculpture and swiftly transmitted to Dugu Feng's Spider Emperor Eight Wings.
The Divine-Level Spider Emperor Eight Wings had already reached the pinnacle of devouring capability.
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