Douluo: Yun Ming in the Spirit Hall Era

Chapter 365: The Last Level, Yu Xiaogang's Fanaticism
"Are you sure you don't need to make more preparations? Once you start, it's hard to turn back?" The ethereal and vast voice echoed in Yun Ming's ears.

"Let's get started!" Yun Ming replied affirmatively. The two divine shadows that had appeared one after another before had already heralded the change of times. The gods had reappeared on the continent. It was hard to say what would happen next. Yun Ming no longer had any extra time to prepare.

After getting confirmation again, Poseidon stopped trying to persuade him.

"Okay, let's begin."

As soon as the words fell, a deep and long horn sounded all around, and the originally calm Demon Whale Sea began to riot. The waves rolled, raising layers of huge waves, as if the sea was cheering for someone's arrival. In the deep sea, all kinds of marine life emerged, from colorful coral reefs to huge whales, they either danced or made melodious calls, just for the great existence that was about to come.

Poseidon Island

The holy mountain shone brightly, and the aura of the seven holy pillars soared into the sky, bathing the entire Seagod Island in holy light. The sea soul masters of Seagod Island felt that their soul power was more active than ever before. Some sea soul masters who had been stuck in bottlenecks for many years and could not make any progress suddenly broke through at the same time, shouting for God's grace.

Soon, the military spirit in the Temple of Poseidon began to surge. The Trident of Poseidon kept shaking and humming. Before anyone could react, it turned into a stream of light, soared into the sky, and flew towards the Demon Whale Sea.

"High Priest, what's happening to Lord Poseidon?" Seahorse Douluo asked in a low voice, looking at the beautiful woman in red in front of him.

Such a strange phenomenon was obviously not something that could be done by an ordinary person. The guardians of the seven holy pillars did not know the reason, so they had to quickly gather at Poseidon Mountain and obey the orders of the high priest.

Bo Saixi's heart was also in turmoil. She had lived on Seagod Island for so many years, and except for the time with Tang San, she had never seen such a big commotion. She really didn't know what Bo Saidong meant, so she could only speak in a calm voice to calm people down.

"Lord Poseidon has his own intentions. We can just wait patiently."

"Yes!", everyone replied.

'What will happen next?'

Looking at the artifact that left on its own, Bo Saixi whispered in her heart. Although she had no source of information, she had a vague feeling that the continent might be about to change.

On the other side, changes in the Demon Whale Sea are still continuing.

The huge waves were surging, raising water walls tens of meters high, connecting the sky and the sea. These water walls shone with silver light in the sun, like giant dragons flying in the sky. On the sea, strong winds blew, raising storms, shrouding the sky in chaos.

Countless ocean currents rose against the sky, blending and converging, turning into a sky-supporting Dharma image. When the sea god's trident merged into his forehead, the face and clothes of the entire Dharma image finally solidified. Who else could have that appearance and armor except the sea god!

"Don't resist, it's about to begin." The Poseidon's incarnation opened his mouth slightly, and a majestic voice resounded throughout the sea.

Yun Ming let out a breath.

"bring it on!"

Although Yun Ming looked at the real counterfeit in front of him, he felt that he was a little unreliable. They were doing such a big thing! Isn't it a bit of a joke to just have one clone? But Poseidon had no choice. According to the rules of the God Realm, He couldn't come down! Now Yun Ming could only trust him.

Poseidon stopped talking nonsense and took action immediately. The Dharmadhatu raised his hands, and countless tiny light spots emerged and gathered towards Yun Ming's head. As time passed, more and more of them appeared, gradually forming clouds.

Yun Ming recognized what this was, a pure faith of extremely high quality. Although Yun Ming didn't know much about the harvest of the Sea God each year, he could see that the Sea God was really thoughtful.

In fact, Poseidon was more attentive than Yunming. This boundless power of faith was two-thirds of the total amount of faith he had accumulated over the years since he became a god. If he failed in the end, Poseidon would not only be heartbroken, but he would also not be able to try a second time.

The seals of the Dharmadhatu's hands changed, and a huge obscure and mysterious magic circle emerged. The power of faith began to burn and merge, and the magic circle was activated. Yun Ming closed his eyes, and the perception of the outside world began to fade away one by one. The sound of the waves could no longer be heard, and the smell of the sea could no longer be smelled. Yun Ming only felt that his soul began to float up and floated to a strange world.

He was surrounded by a dark world, with only a river of stars shining under his feet.

Yun Ming seemed to be thinking about something. He leaned over and lightly touched the star water. Scenes from his past and present lives began to reappear before his eyes.

'Is this river my time?' Although no one told him, Yun Ming quickly realized the nature of the galaxy river based on the previous communication between the two.

There was a dark section in the upper reaches of the river; the light flashed in the middle reaches, which was the most conspicuous; the lower reaches were infiltrated into darkness, and he could only vaguely see many directions, but he couldn't see them clearly, couldn't look directly at them, and couldn't figure them out. It was a good reflection of Yun Ming's state that his previous life ended, his current life still existed, and his future was unknown.

The trident mark on Yun Ming's forehead shone, and a golden line was formed, extending to somewhere in the galaxy. Poseidon sent a voice message.

"All necessary preparations have been made, and you know exactly what to do next."

"The anchor star line can only last for a month. If you can succeed during this period, that would be great. If not, remember to come back in time. Otherwise, you will be lost in the long river of time and even the gods cannot save you!"

When the message reached this point, Poseidon's voice was also extremely solemn. This was something he had never experienced before, so he didn't dare to say that he could handle it.

"I understand. Thank you, senior."

The voice transmission was interrupted, Yun Ming could no longer sense the outside world, and the world fell into complete silence.

Yun Ming stood up, looking down at the broken light and shadow of the galaxy beneath his feet, and talked to himself.

"It saves the trouble of finding the starting point."

He raised his right hand, and the Sky-lifting Divine Spear appeared. Yun Ming turned the wall upside down and inserted it directly into the dividing point between the past and present lives. At the same time, Yun Ming's hands turned into afterimages, and the handprints changed rapidly.

As Yun Ming began to move, lines on the Sky-lifting Spear began to light up one after another.

"melt!"

Yun Ming roared, and the spear pattern separated from the Sky-Bearing Spear and merged into the galaxy, starting to blend and assimilate from top to bottom. When the long river of time belonging to Yun Ming was completely integrated into the light pattern and merged with the Sky-Bearing Spear, it would be done. What Yun Ming had to do was to control the general direction, find the real future, and then integrate the future that truly belonged to him into the Sky-Bearing Spear. If the integration was wrong, the consequences would be unpredictable.

There was no need to worry about the Sky-lifting Spear anymore. Yun Ming followed the flow of time, walked into a foggy future, and finally gradually disappeared into the darkness.

Xingluo City, the garrison camp of the Wuhun Empire.

After Yu Xiaogang and Bibi Dong separated, they returned to their own tent. The stiff expression on his face that was originally slightly tender also disappeared, and turned into an ecstatic expression, which Bibi Dong had never seen before, and could be called the kind of facial expression art.

Yu Xiaogang was so excited by the message he just received. If this matter succeeded, he would be famous for all eternity!

Yu Xiaogang looked into the distance with fiery eyes.

"Xiao San, don't worry! The teacher will definitely help you reach the top."

(End of this chapter)