Douluo Dalu: My Martial Spirit is the Worm of Time

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Standing on Xiao Bai's back, watching the enormous halo in the sky, almost entirely dyed gold, with only a trace of red remaining, a resolute look appeared in Tang San's eyes.

He summoned the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul, released his soul power, and began to guide it.

The enormous halo slowly fell, constantly shrinking, and settled onto the Clear Sky Hammer.

Surging energy flowed along the martial soul into his meridians, flooding his entire body.

Tang San fully circulated the Mysterious Heaven Skill. With his current realm, how fast was the efficiency of absorbing energy when he activated this top-tier skill?

Yet even so, facing the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's massive, surging, almost endless energy, he still felt somewhat overwhelmed.

If he didn't have a complete set of soul bones, if his soul power wasn't already as high as level 98, he probably would have been torn apart by this massive energy long ago.

"I really don't know how that Lei Yin managed to absorb a ferocious beast with such a high age limit with his eighth soul ring…" Tang San thought, his mind wandering slightly.

The process of absorbing the soul ring was uneventful, and Tang San absorbed it very smoothly.

He opened his eyes, exhaled a long breath, and his body emanated unstable soul power fluctuations due to the breakthrough, its strength already reaching the level of 99.

Moreover, it wasn't just entering level 99; Tang San felt a "bottleneck."

Just like reaching the highest level of a major realm in the past, requiring a soul ring to break through, he could now clearly feel that he was lacking something.

Godhood!

Xiao Bai used a stream of water to toss over a complete soul bone without a single flaw, radiating powerful energy fluctuations.

"Here, this is what the Deep Sea Demon Whale King left behind."

This was a left leg bone. Tang San felt slightly disappointed that it wasn't the right arm bone he most wanted to replace.

However, his disappointment didn't last long. Being able to defeat the Deep Sea Demon Whale King was already extremely fortunate, and he couldn't expect more.

If he hadn't "randomly" obtained a powerful skill capable of tearing space at the last moment, he wouldn't have seen any possibility of defeating the Deep Sea Demon Whale King.

While feeling delighted at completing the eighth trial of the Sea God, a trace of doubt flashed in his mind:

Why were he and the others able to escape when they encountered the Deep Sea Demon Whale King before?

With the power it displayed in this battle, he should have had no chance of survival back then.

Tang San frowned slightly, suppressing this doubt in his heart.

He spent a considerable amount of time absorbing this soul ring. When he returned to the ship, he found Bo Saixi standing on the deck, looking at him with a smile.

"Senior." Tang San was surprised that Bo Saixi would leave Sea God Island and come here.

Not only Bo Saixi, but even the other Holy Pillar Guardian Douluos had come.

Except for the Sea Witch, who looked at Tang San with a hint of hostility, the other Holy Pillar Guardian Douluos all looked at him with respect.

They all knew that the glory of the Sea God would once again bloom from this young man.

Bo Saixi said gently, "You are very good… You have not disappointed me, nor the expectations of the Sea God."

"Senior is too kind. Without your guidance and the Sea God's training, Tang San wouldn't have been able to reach this point today," Tang San said modestly.

Bo Saixi shook her head: "Although our factors played a part, it was more due to your own efforts."

Tang San smiled and asked, "Senior, is there something you came here for?"

"Yes." Bo Saixi nodded, "The Sea God has personally issued a divine decree that darkness threatening the safety of the entire world is stirring, and the world needs a new god to save it… And you are that destined person."

"He sent me here to immediately begin the final trial of the Sea God Nine Trials for you, which is also the most crucial trial…"

"The Sea God will personally guide you to face the upcoming trials… Are you ready?"

Tang San was shocked. Although he knew that the final god trial would come after the eighth trial, he was still caught off guard by how quickly and suddenly it came.

He took a deep breath, calmed the excitement in his heart, and nodded calmly: "I am ready!"

Bo Saixi said calmly: "Then let's begin."

"Lord Bo Saixi!" The Sea Witch shouted anxiously.

Bo Saixi smiled at the Sea Witch and said, "Don't be sad. The moment Tang Chen died in my arms, my heart also died. I am honored to be able to complete the task given to me by the Sea God."

Sea Dragon Douluo glanced sharply at the other six Holy Pillar Guardians and knelt down on one knee, saying: "Respectfully send off Lord Bo Saixi."

The Sea Witch shed tears, suppressed her sadness, and knelt on one knee along with the others, saying in a deep voice: "Respectfully send off Lord Bo Saixi!"

Tang San and the other members of the Shrek Seven Devils were at a loss upon seeing this scene. No matter how slow-witted they were, they could realize that something bad seemed about to happen.

"What's going on?" Ma Hongjun scratched the back of his head.

Tang San's expression changed, and he couldn't help but ask: "Senior, could it be that… to start the Sea God's Ninth Trial, you need to…"

Bo Saixi's expression remained unchanged, and she nodded slightly: "Don't mind it. This is my mission, a mission I have looked forward to for over a hundred years, a mission I have waited for for over a hundred years."

Tang San said excitedly: "I don't accept it, I can't accept such a price… I…"

"Shut up!" Bo Saixi said in a cold voice. This was the first time she had shown Tang San an attitude other than kindness, "Do you want the Sea God's efforts for you, my efforts for you, to be in vain?"

Tang San fell silent.

After a while, Bo Saixi's expression softened, and she said in a gentle tone:

"Child, I can understand your feelings. I am very happy and gratified that you care about me so much. You are a good child who knows how to be grateful…"

"However, I have already lost all hope. There is nothing in this world worth cherishing for me… If you really want to thank me, then cross this last obstacle, become the Sea God, let the world once again feel the greatness and majesty of the Sea God, protect Sea God Island, and protect this vast ocean."

Tang San didn't speak, he looked into Bo Saixi's eyes and saw the determination in them. After a long time, he nodded with difficulty, opened his mouth to promise something, but couldn't say a word. At this moment, it seemed that any language, any promise, was pale and weightless.

He just nodded heavily, responding with unprecedented seriousness: "I understand."

A smile finally reappeared on Bo Saixi's face.

… … … …

Martial Soul Hall, Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Renxue, who had washed away her extravagance and become peaceful and serene, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Can I do it now? Grandpa."

A faint smile appeared on Qian Renxue's face, a smile like the sunlight in winter, not fiery but able to illuminate the surroundings and warm people's hearts.

Her eyes at this moment were clear and ethereal, without the waves of anxiety, without the sparks of eagerness, her eyes were full of understanding and tolerance.

If you felt it carefully, you could perceive that the current Qian Renxue was somewhat similar to the angel statue in the Elder Hall. The smile on her face carried love and care, and could directly convey "God loves the world."

Qian Daoliu nodded calmly: "You can, you really did it… I can feel the peace in your heart, like a clear spring flowing from a quiet deep pool."

"Give me some preparation time, tomorrow, let's go to the real Angel Temple tomorrow, and I will start the Angel God's Ninth Trial for you."

Qian Renxue nodded, "Okay."

There was no excitement, no joy, only a kind of detachment and leisure that was not happy with things or sad with oneself, as if the noise of the world was separated from her by an invisible barrier.

… … … …

In a dark world, the surroundings were completely silent.

The sky was covered by heavy, light gray clouds, with no sunlight, no extra colors, the whole world was gray, with only gray and black.

Even the piles of white bones on the ground were gray because they were covered in dust.

The solidified blood was already black, and the barren earth revealed decay and decline.

Corpses were piled up into small mountains, and each corpse's face was full of fear, struggle, and despair.

Black trees grew disorderly, like the claws waved by demons.

Dilapidated buildings were crooked, half buried in the soil, half leaning on the ground, the surface was covered with mottled black marks, as if telling the pain and disaster of the past.

In the center of this desperate, dead world, there was a temple.

There was no roof, only four pillars, standing around, one of which was only half left.

In the center of the temple was an altar.

Purple light suddenly shone from the altar, illuminating the temple, illuminating the wilderness, adding a touch of brilliance to this world.

It's just that this light was neither bright nor warm, filled with a cold and evil taste.

A long-handled giant scythe gradually emerged, from illusion to reality, quietly suspended above the altar.

Covered with ominous purple-black patterns, Bibi Dong, her eyes filled with madness, killing intent, and anger, gasped for breath, sweat flowing down her body, as if she had experienced some torture.

With a ferocious expression, she gritted her teeth and whispered: "Qian Xunji… Angel Race… I want you to die!"

Bibi Dong struggled to stand up from the ground, staggered, and grasped the magic scythe that emitted a purple glow.

This time, the magic scythe did not reject her, but cooperated very well, emitting a more powerful, colder, and more evil light.

A night owl-like shadow danced in the air, making a strange laugh of "Kekeke":

"Rakshasa God Trial, Ninth Trial, begins!"

… … … …

Above Night City, it was shrouded in dark, oppressive thunderclouds.

Since the ruler of the Tudor Second Empire, the "Thunder God", ascended the throne, Night City had truly become Night City, with lingering clouds that could not dissipate.

From time to time, electric snakes roamed between the clouds.

Such great power to change the weather for a long time made the residents revere the ruler living in the central palace as a god.

In a white arched building, Lei Yin sat on the throne, surrounded by surging thunder, turning the entire room into an ocean of lightning.

His eyes were filled with a calmness that seemed somewhat indifferent.

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