Tang San took a sudden step forward and roared at the sky.
Just then, his reward arrived.
Tianmu didn't care about his anger at all.
A massive beam of light, interwoven with blue and red, pierced through the clouds and enveloped Tang San.
[Reward for 12th Place on the Power Ranking: Fusion of Divine Power from Two Godhoods]
[Special Gift: The Trident of Poseidon and the Demon Sword of Asura are imbued with their essence, removing the weight restrictions on these divine artifacts and increasing their power by 200%]
[Additional Effects: Soul sublimation, advance fusion of divine thoughts, and three releases of divine skills with no cooldown]
boom!
The beam of light enters the body.
Tang San felt as if his body was about to explode.
The left half of his body is cool and vast, which is the surging power of the sea god.
The right half of his body was blazing and violent, the killing intent of the Asura God boiling over.
Two forces that were originally independent and even somewhat repulsive began to merge perfectly under the harmonization of the golden light in the sky.
Buzz—
A clear, resonant sword cry rang out.
A blood-red phantom sword appeared behind him; it was the Asura Demon Sword.
Immediately afterwards, the light and shadow of the golden trident also lit up, complementing the magic sword.
A powerful force filled his entire body.
Tang San's aura surged, instantly breaking through the previous bottleneck and reaching a terrifying height.
This power is even stronger than Bibi Dong after her evolution.
Normally, Tang San would be overjoyed to gain such power.
But the stronger this force became, the more it reminded him of that glaring ranking.
12th place.
"I refuse to accept this!!"
Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, and the trident mark of the Sea God on his forehead turned into a strange dark red.
He swung his arm violently, and the Haotian Hammer appeared in his hand, pointing straight at the sky.
"I am the successor of two gods!"
"I have the approval of the Sea God and the Asura God!"
"Who can get ahead of me in line?!"
"Besides those few cowardly old monsters from the Tang Dynasty, who else is worthy to stand above me, Tang San?"
His voice was hysterical, completely devoid of his usual composure and elegance.
Like a child whose candy has been stolen, or a gambler who has lost everything.
On the city wall, Yu Xiaogang looked at the crazed Tang San, his lips trembling. He wanted to pull him back, but was forced back several steps by the terrifying divine power.
"The other woman... calm down, please calm down..."
"Calm down? Teacher, how can you expect me to calm down?"
Tang San suddenly turned his head, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins, which startled Yu Xiaogang so much that his heart clenched.
"You taught me these theories, and you called me a genius, or you called me a freak."
"But what about now?"
"Twelfth place!"
"This is like tearing my face off and stomping on it!"
Tang San pointed at the sky, his voice shrill:
"This sky is unfair!"
"It's suppressing me! It's targeting me!"
"I don't believe there are eleven beings in this world stronger than the two gods!"
...
The realm of gods.
The Temple of Asura.
A tall figure clad in dark red armor sat upon a divine throne.
He looked at the floating water mirror in front of him, which showed Tang San throwing a tantrum on the top of Heaven Dou City.
The Asura God's majestic face was now filled with helplessness.
He raised his hand, and a stream of extremely pure divine power condensed at his fingertips, trying to soothe himself, the inheritor whose mentality had collapsed, through the dimensional barrier.
Buzz!
The divine power had barely touched that invisible barrier when it was instantly bounced back.
The barrier emanated a power of rules that even the God-King found unsettling.
"It got blocked again."
The Asura God sighed and withdrew his finger.
"Where does the power behind this celestial canopy come from?"
"Even the law enforcement powers of the divine realm cannot interfere in the slightest."
Looking at Tang San, who was still shouting and questioning the injustice on the screen, the God of Asura felt a headache coming on.
How embarrassing!
That's so embarrassing.
You are a successor to the divine throne, not a shrew from the marketplace.
A lower ranking is acceptable, but getting tangible benefits is what really matters.
That infusion of divine power just now sent down the very essence of the Asura Demon Sword.
But this guy, all he cared about was saving face, and started cursing in the street.
"Never mind."
The Asura God shook his head and leaned back in his chair.
"I will personally descend to the mortal realm once the celestial curtain falls."
"Now, go ahead and cause trouble."
"As long as you don't get so angry you die."
Asura God was also quite curious about the top eleven.
He has ruled the divine realm for many years and knows exactly what demons and monsters exist in the mortal world.
Aside from the suddenly emerging Tang Dynasty, he didn't think anyone else could easily surpass the Twin Gods Tang San.
...
Tian Dou City.
Tang San's roar gradually subsided.
It wasn't because he calmed down.
Rather, it was because the sky had changed again.
That change was unlike anything that had happened before.
There was no holy radiance, no evil black aura, and no dazzling elemental fluctuations.
Click click click—
A series of teeth-grinding mechanical grinding sounds came from the heavens above.
The sound was both grand and precise, as if the entire sky had become a giant, sophisticated instrument.
The gears turn, and the levers rise and fall.
The once clear sky suddenly turned into a heavy gray-brown.
A cold, hard, and orderly metallic luster enveloped the earth.
What is that sound?
Oscar covered his ears, feeling as if the clicking sound was ringing directly in his head.
"It doesn't seem like a soul beast, nor does it seem like a soul master."
Ning Fengzhi frowned, and the scepter in his hand glowed faintly.
"This feeling... is it like some kind of device?"
Before anyone could guess the result...
New text, accompanied by the clanging sound of metal striking metal, crashed onto the sky.
[Ranked 11th on the Strength Ranking]
[Affiliation: Tang Dynasty (Mo Family Mechanical City)]
Name: Mozi
[Identities: Leader of the Mohist School, Progenitor of Mechanical Engineering, God of Non-Aggression and Universal Love]
[Martial Soul: Peacekeeper - Mechanical Dragon Armor (Divine-level Weapon Martial Soul)]
[Level: 99 Limit Douluo (Demigod - Mechanical Ascension)]
"Mozi?"
"The Mo Family's Mechanical City?"
This name is absolutely unfamiliar to people from the Douluo Continent.
However, the words "mechanical arts" made Tang San's pupils shrink sharply.
What is the Tang Clan most proud of?
hidden weapon!
The advanced form of concealed weapons is the mechanical concealed weapon, which is a type of mechanical art.
"Mechanical arts?"
Tang San looked at the name, let out a cold laugh, and a disdainful smirk appeared on his lips.
"A mere mechanical ingenuity dares to be ranked above the two gods?"
"My Buddha's Wrath Lotus is the pinnacle of hidden weapons!"
"This Mozi is probably just an old craftsman who only knows how to tinker with wooden blocks."
However.
The next second.
Tang San's smile froze on his face.
Instead of immediately distributing the rewards, Tianmu first played a short video clip.
The scene depicts a desolate Gobi Desert.
A middle-aged man dressed in simple cloth stood quietly in the wind and sand.
He had an ordinary appearance, except for his eyes, which shimmered with a deep blue light.
He raised his hand.
It was neither a hand seal nor the release of a spirit ring.
Instead, he snapped his fingers lightly.
Click!
The earth cracked open.
An underground city, entirely cast from bronze and steel, rose up with a roar.
Immediately afterwards, countless gears began to spin wildly.
Countless metal plates began to be reassembled and spliced together.
In the blink of an eye.
A colossal mechanical construct, towering a kilometer high, appeared in the image, obscuring the sky.
That was a dragon.
A mechanical dragon made entirely of metal, its body flowing with blue energy fluid!
Each of its scales is a high-strength shield.
Its claws are powerful enough to tear space apart.
The sheer size of it creates an oppressive feeling that is simply beyond human resistance.
Tang San's proud Haotian True Body was like a delicate toy in front of this mechanical dragon.
"This...this is a mechanical art?"
If the master craftsman Lou Gao were still alive, he would probably kneel down and kowtow on the spot.
Titan's eyes practically popped out of their sockets.
This is hardly a mechanical trick.
This is simply a miracle of the Creator!
In the scene, the man named Mozi leaps into the air and merges into the brow of the mechanical dragon.
"Universal love and non-aggression."
There are only four characters.
The sound was as calm as a still well.
The next moment.
The mechanical dragon opened its enormous mouth.
Tens of thousands of firing ports on its body opened simultaneously.
Buzz—
There was no deafening explosion.
Because the sound has been swallowed up by the high-frequency vibrations of energy.
Thousands of dark blue soul-guided beams poured out like a torrential rain.
The continuous mountain range ahead, along with the 100,000-year-old soul beast that dwelled on it, instantly evaporated.
That's right, it's evaporation.
Not even a speck of dust remained.
Its existence was completely erased.
A lava canyon, hundreds of miles long and bottomless, appeared on the ground.
The image freezes.
Tian Dou City once again fell into a deathly silence.
This silence was even more thorough than Bibi Dong's earlier silence.
Because this is a force that is completely beyond their cognitive system.
The Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's hand clattered to the ground.
He stared blankly at the lava canyon.
His mind involuntarily conjured up images of his prized hidden weapons.
Zhuge's Divine Crossbow?
Peacock feathers?
Even the Buddha's Wrath Lotus?
Standing before this colossal mechanical dragon is like a child trying to poke an elephant with a toothpick.
ridiculous.
That's ridiculous.
He actually called them craftsmen who tinker with wooden blocks?
If this is a craftsman, then what is Tang San?
Primitive people?
"This is... the Mo Family's Mechanical City?"
Ning Fengzhi's voice was extremely dry.
He finally understood why the Mo Family's Mechanical City had ranked so high on the previous power rankings.
With such war machines capable of mass-producing god-level destructive power, sweeping across the continent would be a piece of cake.
What Spirit Hall? What two great empires?
Before this barrage of artillery fire, we are nothing but clay chickens and earthen dogs.
At this moment, the reward text on the sky also fell down.
It has a strong industrial punk vibe.
[Reward for 11th Place on the Strength Ranking: Evolution of the Mechanical Origin]
[Special Gift: The Heart of a Master Craftsman]
[Ability Description: Imbues inanimate objects with souls; can create god-level mechanical puppets with bare hands; possesses god-level combat power without needing a divine position.]
[Additional Reward: The Mo Family Mechanical City has been fully upgraded to a Divine Realm-level fortress, with its defenses enhanced to the God-King level.]
Light shone down.
Although we cannot see where Mozi's true form is.
But everyone heard a deep, resonant sigh.
"For the sake of peace, I must possess the power to destroy peace."
That voice carried a compassionate sentiment, yet it also revealed a chilling determination.
Tang San had completely lost his hysteria from before.
His face was ashen, and he leaned against the wall as if all his strength had been drained away.
12th place.
Eleventh place.
It's just a difference of one place.
The levels of power they displayed were worlds apart.
His proud dual divine power seemed so insignificant in the face of that destructive technological torrent.
"Is this... the true powerhouse?"
Tang San muttered to himself.
He suddenly felt that his questioning of the sky screen just now made him look like a clown.
Deep within the Tiandou Palace.
The outside world was filled with apocalyptic storms and terrifying oppression, as powerful as a prison.
But inside the palace, a warm and enchanting atmosphere prevailed.
The thick, crystal-clear barrier isolated all the noise and cold.
A faint scent of ambergris filled the air, mixed with a cloyingly sweet aroma that made one blush.
That was the lingering aftertaste of extreme indulgence.
Qianyu leaned against the large, soft couch.
Beside him, the Moon Queen's perfect, all-powerful body nestled in his arms.
Her long, silver hair cascaded down Qianyu's chest like a waterfall.
Her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, clearly still immersed in the afterglow of the divine dual cultivation just now, in a half-dreaming, half-awake state.
And on the collapsed side.
Wu Zetian, the once invincible female emperor of the Tang Dynasty, ranked third on the list of successful candidates.
At this moment, she was kneeling obediently on the carpet, holding a bunch of crystal-clear purple grapes in her hands, carefully peeling them and bringing them to Qianyu's lips.
Her movements were extremely gentle.
They were afraid of disturbing this ruler.
Qianyu opened her mouth and swallowed the grape, her fingertips tracing the well-maintained cheeks of Wu Zetian.
Feeling comfortable.
This is the life a time traveler should have.
Just then.
"Come out and face your death!"
The thunderous roar pierced through the palace walls and the glass barrier, echoing throughout the silent palace.
Even after being weakened, it still possesses a nauseatingly violent divine power.
Qianyu paused slightly as she twisted the grape in her fingers.
His previously languid expression was instantly shattered.
That feeling.
It's like savoring an exquisite delicacy when suddenly a fly lands on your plate.
Wu Zetian's hand suddenly trembled, and the peeled grapes rolled to the ground.
A hint of panic flashed across her majestic and beautiful face. She instinctively tried to get up to protect him, but Qianyu gently pressed her shoulder down.
Qianyu frowned slightly.
A hint of impatience flashed in his eyes.
"So noisy."
"Where did these stray dogs come from, barking outside?"
The sound wasn't loud.
Yet it exuded a chilling aura.
The temperature inside the palace even dropped a few degrees.
Qianyu lifted the brocade quilt covering her.
Barefoot on the soft carpet.
Wu Zetian quickly picked up a snow-white robe from the clothes rack next to her and helped Qianyu put it on.
The movements were skillful yet humble.
Qianyu fastened her belt and casually straightened her clothes.
There was no sense of tension, as if facing a formidable enemy.
He didn't even activate his soul power.
He just casually walked out.
"His Majesty..."
Wu Zetian couldn't help but speak, her voice trembling slightly.
That's a god.
The true sea god.
Qianyu didn't stop walking; she simply waved her hand casually.
"Wait here."
"I'm going to kill a dog, I'll be right back."
The words fell.
Qianyu's figure had already disappeared from the spot.
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