Outside Jialing Pass, Shrek's camp.
"What?!"
"The mistress... is only ranked thirteenth?"
Inside the tent, the Shrek members looked at the content displayed on the sky and exclaimed in unison, their faces filled with astonishment.
Tang San had just finished packing his bags and was preparing to set off with Xiao Wu to Seagod Island to inherit the supreme Seagod position.
His face still bore a hopeful and confident smile about the future.
However, the smile on his face froze completely the moment he saw the sky.
"How is that possible?"
Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted as he stared intently at the words on the list.
"My Blue Silver Emperor and Clear Sky Hammer are both top-tier martial souls on the continent. Yet, the combined power of these two martial souls only ranks thirteenth?!"
His voice was trembling; it was a huge blow to him.
Xiao Wu nestled beside him, her face pale, and she shook her head repeatedly.
"Impossible! Third Brother has the best talent, how could he only be ranked thirteenth!"
Dai Mubai suddenly stood up, his golden eyes filled with shock.
"What a joke! Xiao San is the most outstanding among us Shrek Seven Devils, with unparalleled talent, possessing twin martial souls, and is the future Sea God! Even he can only be ranked thirteenth?"
Zhu Zhuqing, who was next to him, instinctively covered her mouth, her pretty face turning deathly pale.
"Then...then the rest of us don't even qualify to be on the list?!"
Ning Rongrong also looked dazed.
"Just what kind of monsters are on this Martial Soul Ranking?!"
The Shrek members were all shaken to their core, feeling a profound sense of powerlessness.
Ma Hongjun scratched his head, his chubby face full of confusion. He looked at Yu Xiaogang, whose face was equally gloomy.
"Master, what does it mean that the celestial screen says Blue Silver Grass should go for the Life-type? Does it mean Third Brother is putting the cart before the horse?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang blushed instantly, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
"Nonsense!"
He shouted decisively.
"There's definitely something wrong with this canopy! My theory has been verified countless times, it can't be wrong!"
"Blue Silver Grass is the most suitable martial soul for a control-type build, even the Blue Silver Emperor is no exception! What life-type? That's utter nonsense!"
Tang San had already suffered a huge blow, but hearing his teacher's firm voice at this moment, he felt as if he had found his backbone.
"The teacher is right!"
He clenched his fists, and his eyes hardened again.
"The teacher's theory is absolutely correct! There must be something wrong with this canopy, and the rankings are just randomly assigned!"
"When I first saw Qian Renxue's six-winged angel ranked behind me, I thought it made some sense, but now it seems like complete nonsense!"
Yu Xiaogang's expression softened slightly upon hearing Tang San's words, but his frustration remained undiminished.
He spoke with a stern face.
"If even the third-ranked character can only be thirteenth, then there are still twelve martial souls ahead of them. Where on this continent can so many people be more outstanding than those with twin martial souls?"
Even if Tang San's ranking is higher than his mutated Luo Sanpao, there are still twelve spots ahead of him! How is that possible?
Upon hearing this, the Shrek members all nodded in agreement, finding the matter extremely unreasonable.
Even a prodigy like Tang San could only rank thirteenth, so how powerful must the martial souls ranked ahead be?
Especially the number one on the list, how amazing must that be?
As everyone was discussing and feeling uneasy, Tang San took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and silently recited in his mind.
"Claim your reward!"
...
The vast ocean stretches to the horizon, its blue waves boundless.
Poseidon Island.
A stunning figure was enveloped in a gorgeous blue dress. She stood quietly atop the cliff, letting the salty sea breeze tousle her long, light blue hair.
The sea breeze lifted her skirt, outlining her breathtakingly perfect curves.
A pair of straight, shapely legs were faintly visible beneath the light gauze; even just a glimpse of her back was enough to make everything else in the world pale in comparison.
Poseidon gazed at the boundless sea before her, her deep blue eyes reflecting the sky and sea, yet seemingly concealing an even deeper mist.
The reward from the heavens, the divine skill called "Prophecy of the Sea God's Time," lay quietly deep within her mind like a Pandora's box, tempting her to open it.
She had too many doubts and too many questions.
About the sea goddess, about this island, about her own mission over the past century.
Poseidon parted her red lips slightly and let out a sigh.
"Lord Sea God, what... what are you hiding?"
Her voice was carried away by the sea breeze, tinged with a sense of bewilderment and struggle.
To use this power to uncover the truth would be nothing short of a desecration for her.
She is the daughter of the sea, the most devout believer and spokesperson of the sea god. How could she question her own faith?
But that curiosity and unease that came from the depths of her soul clung to her heart like vines.
Just as she was feeling uneasy, the sky above her head was once again enveloped in endless golden light without warning.
Golden light spilled onto the sea, turning the entire ocean into a dazzling gold.
Poseidon slowly raised his head, his gaze piercing through the clouds and landing on the updated list.
With just one glance, a deep look of astonishment suddenly appeared on her usually calm and beautiful face.
"Tang San... is only ranked thirteenth?"
Her voice was no longer calm, but carried a clear hint of wavering.
In her mind, Tang San was the successor personally chosen by the Sea God. He possessed twin martial souls, had outstanding talent, and a tenacious character. He was the most likely person in the last hundred years to pass the Sea God's Nine Trials.
In fact, he had already reached the final step.
If he passes the ninth test of the sea god, he can inherit the divine position and become the new ruler of the ocean.
Such a person, a future god, can't even make it into the top ten on this Martial Soul Ranking?
This completely overturned her understanding!
Behind her, seven figures quietly appeared; they were the guardians of the Seven Sacred Pillars of the Sea God.
They too gazed up at the sky, each with the same look of shock on their face as Poseidon's.
Seahorse Douluo was the first to speak, his voice trembling.
"High Priest... I'm not seeing things, am I? Tang San... he's thirteenth?"
Sea Dragon Douluo frowned and said in a deep voice.
"He passed the Nine Trials of the Sea God and is the future successor to the Sea God, yet he's only ranked thirteenth?"
"What kind of terrifying beings must the twelve people ahead of him be?"
The other Saint Pillar Douluos were also discussing amongst themselves, their words filled with surprise and uncertainty.
This list completely shattered their pride as guardians of Poseidon Island.
It turns out that the mainland is teeming with hidden talents.
Even the future sea god can only be relegated to the middle ranks.
Poseidon did not answer them, but simply gazed at the sky, the mist in his azure eyes growing ever thicker.
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