Douro Continent

Chapter 556 The Origins of the Three Peerless Douluo

Yang Wudi's voice was very deep. Tang San noticed that his clothes were trembling slightly as he spoke, clearly trying to suppress his excitement.

"Because of the diversity of the formula, mixed poisons are inherently the most difficult to cure. This kind of deadly poison, which our Po clan has researched for many years, is impossible for outsiders to cure. Even if you consume a rare and precious antidote, you can only suppress it temporarily. When it backfires, it will be even more severe. If it weren't for Dugu Bo's method of fighting poison with poison, even ten Xueye Emperors would have died long ago."

"After this deadly poison was developed, it was listed as one of the forbidden drugs of our clan due to its extreme potency. Back then, after the Clear Sky Sect closed down, our four clans were forced to disintegrate, and we were attacked by the Spirit Hall. Not only did my only son die tragically in that battle, but my younger brother Yang Wushuang was also kidnapped by them. We haven't heard from him since. Among the Po clan, only Wushuang and I know how to use this Seven-Colored Poison. When I saw this deadly poison on Emperor Xueye, I realized that Wushuang was not dead. Instead, he had become a lackey of the Spirit Hall."

At this point, Yang Wudi paused, his eyes seemingly flickering with black flames. "I'd rather he were dead than have him become an accomplice of the Spirit Hall."

Tang San sighed softly, "Life is precious. Perhaps he has his own unspeakable difficulties? This matter originated from the Clear Sky Sect and the Spirit Hall. Elder, please don't overthink it."

Yang Wudi paused for a moment, looked at Tang San, and said, "Sect Master, if we ever meet him in the future, please let me kill him with my own hands." After saying this, his eyes suddenly turned cold and sharp. He bowed slightly to Tang San and strode away.

Looking at Yang Wudi's somewhat lonely and cold back, Tang San sighed inwardly.

"Old Goat still has the same foul temper. Ugh—" The sudden voice startled Tang San. His gaze sharpened, and he quickly retreated, blocking the doorway to his dormitory. Xiao Wu was sleeping inside; he hadn't even noticed her sneaking in so quietly. A chill ran down his spine, and his back was drenched in cold sweat.

"It's me." A white shadow flashed, and a person appeared in front of Tang San. It was Bai He, the leader of the Min Hall.

Seeing that it was someone on his side, Tang San breathed a huge sigh of relief. "Grandpa, you scared me to death! I wonder who else has such great abilities as you? Although I didn't deliberately activate it, my spiritual power can still detect a radius of 100 meters. You're probably the only one who could sneak in without alerting me."

Bai He smiled slightly and said, "Don't rely too much on mental power. Every form of reconnaissance has blind spots. Mental power is no exception. When my speed reaches a certain level, and with certain techniques, it will be difficult for you to detect me unless you are fully focused."

Tang San laughed and said, "Among Soul Masters, there are probably few who can rival your speed. What did you mean by that just now? Elder Yang, he…"

Bai He sighed and said, "The Po Clan was originally led by the brothers Yang Wudi and Yang Wushuang. In their youth, they depended on each other for survival. Yang Wushuang was captured while protecting Yang Wudi. The two brothers had a very close relationship. Sect Master, if we really face Yang Wushuang in the future, could you spare her life for my sake?"

Tang San nodded silently.

Bai He continued, "I came to see you not because of the old goat, but because of Chen Xiang. She said some bad things to you today, didn't she?"

Tang San shook his head and said, "It's not exactly nonsense. I just don't understand, what is it about Fatty that moved you to agree to marry your precious darling to him? Or were you just joking with him?"

Bai He sighed, "How could I joke about something like this? I really agreed. It's not because of your relationship with him, but for the sake of our Min Clan. I only made one condition to Ma Hongjun. In the future, if he and Chen Xiang have children, one of the boys who inherits his Phoenix Martial Soul must inherit the position of Min Clan Chief and take Chen Xiang's surname, Bai."

Hearing Bai He's explanation, Tang San suddenly understood. So that's how it is; his great-uncle was indeed shrewd and calculating. Although the fat man's appearance was somewhat lacking and didn't match Chen Xiang, don't forget, he possessed the super martial soul, the Phoenix. In terms of quality, the Phoenix was comparable to a six-winged angel; even if there was a slight difference, it was only by a hair's breadth.

Moreover, the phoenix is ​​the king of birds. While the Min Clan's Swift Spirit martial soul possesses exceptional speed, it's still far inferior to the phoenix. Bai He intends to improve the Min Clan's martial soul inheritance through Ma Hongjun! No wonder he's willing to sacrifice Bai Chenxiang's happiness. Besides, whether she'll be happy is still uncertain. With Tang San involved, is there any fear that Ma Hongjun might treat Bai Chenxiang badly? Bai He clearly made this decision after careful consideration. Everyone has their own selfish motives, and Tang San can't really say much about it.

"I see. As long as Fatty agrees, I have no objection. However, I think you also hope that Chenxiang can find happiness. This time, apart from Fatty, everyone else on our training trip is in pairs. Let's take Chenxiang with us. It will give them a chance to get to know each other and develop feelings. Fatty will definitely protect her well. What do you think?"

Bai He was overjoyed upon hearing this, but smiled wryly and said, "My biggest worry is that Chen Xiang won't be able to accept it. I've spoiled her since she was little. However, she is quite talented in martial spirit cultivation."

Tang San smiled slightly and said, "Then it's settled." Bringing Bai Chenxiang along on this training journey was Tang San's promise to Ma Hongjun. Feelings need time to develop; whether they could truly develop feelings for each other depended on Ma Hongjun's own abilities. While Bai Chenxiang wasn't strong in either offense or defense, her speed was exceptionally fast, making her a qualified reconnaissance soul master. With her speed, she could generally protect herself.

Three days later, after Tang San had finished dealing with all the sect affairs, he left Heaven Dou City with Xiao Wu and the master craftsman Lou Gao. Before heading to Seagod Island, he had to return to the Clear Sky Sect first.

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The Spirit Hall, the Papal Palace.

A layer of frost seemed to have settled over the entire council hall of the Papacy. Only three people were present: Pope Bibi Dong, seated in the main seat; Hu Liena, the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, standing silently behind her; and Qian Renxue, her golden hair now styled in women's clothing, exuding a heroic and spirited aura.

Qian Renxue stood ten meters away from Bibi Dong. The council chamber had been deathly silent for a long time. Bibi Dong's sharp gaze remained fixed on Qian Renxue's face. But Qian Renxue glared back at her without flinching. Neither of them spoke, but the oppressive atmosphere made Hu Liena, standing behind Bibi Dong, feel suffocated.

"Lena, you can go out now." Bibi Dong waved her hand, as if something had been added to her eyes, and something had been lost.

Hu Liena secretly breathed a sigh of relief, respectfully responded, and quickly left the council hall. Only after she stepped out of the hall did she realize that her underwear was soaked with sweat.

She had followed Bibi Dong for many years, yet she had never seen anyone dare to meet her gaze with such intensity. Who exactly was that woman? She didn't seem much older than herself. But why was her aura so powerful? It wasn't the pressure from her martial spirit, but a strength and majesty emanating from within.

Hu Liena left, leaving only Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue in the Spirit Hall's council hall. Bibi Dong slowly stood up; her figure was similar to Qian Renxue's, and she walked towards Qian Renxue step by step.

Qian Renxue did not back down because of Bibi Dong's imposing aura. She remained calm and her gaze was even more intense than Bibi Dong's.

A complex light flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes. Suddenly, all her momentum seemed to vanish in that instant. She sighed and said, "Failure is failure. We can start over. We still have an absolute advantage in terms of overall situation."

Qian Renxue said coldly, "I didn't lose to Tang San, but to you. If you hadn't been so hasty, why would I have risked launching the attack ahead of schedule? Sister—Sister—" She deliberately dragged out the last word, making it sound full of mockery.

"Sister?" A flash of anger crossed Bibi Dong's eyes. "Fine, remember that. You'll have to call me that from now on."

Qian Renxue snorted coldly, "No, I'll still call you Your Holiness. In this world, I only have one relative, and that's my grandfather. I will never use any other kinship-related titles again. Didn't you say that my coming into this world was a mistake? He's dead, and you got what you wanted. But remember, you are you, and I am me. From now on, we'll each govern our own affairs. You manage your Spirit Hall, and I'll manage my Elder Hall and Douluo Hall. From this moment on, you have no authority to command any of the elders in the Elder Hall."

"What did you say?" Bibi Dong's gaze sharpened again, and her powerful aura instantly coalesced into a tangible pressure, forcing Qian Renxue to retreat several steps before regaining her balance. Under the oppressive force of Bibi Dong's aura, a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. But the cold smile on her face did not diminish in the slightest.

Seeing the blood trickling from Qian Renxue's lips, Bibi Dong paused for a moment, her fierce aura faltering before slowly receding.

"Go out. Go see your grandfather. If he agrees with you, I have no objection." At this moment, Bibi Dong seemed to have aged ten years. You should know that although she was actually twenty years older than Qian Renxue, they looked about the same age.

Qian Renxue glanced coldly at Bibi Dong, then walked out without looking back. The door to the council hall slammed shut with a loud bang, as if separating them into two different worlds.

Bibi Dong seemed to have lost all her strength in an instant, collapsing into a chair, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face. Who could imagine that this iron-fisted pope could also have such a vulnerable side?

The Elders' Hall.

This is the largest building within the Papal Palace, representing the most powerful force within the entire Spirit Hall. Inside the tall, domed building, a spacious hall opens at the entrance. The open dome is nearly thirty meters high, and the building is divided into three levels, each containing ten rooms.

Aside from extremely special circumstances, the primary condition for entering this place is having a soul power level of 90 or higher and possessing strength equivalent to a Title Douluo. This is where the Spirit Hall's true supreme power resides; even the Pope is subject to its constraints. Ultimately, it comes down to strength. If the elders residing here were to unite, they could destroy a city in a single day. This is no exaggeration.

At this moment, the Elder Hall was completely silent, without even a single servant present. When Qian Renxue entered the enormous hall, the pores on her body suddenly contracted. Right at the innermost part of the hall, in front of a colossal, ten-meter-tall, six-winged angel sculpture made of pure gold, stood a person, with their back to the door, gazing up at the pure gold statue.

From behind, it was a man, tall but not muscular, wearing a simple gray robe, with long black hair draped behind his head and neatly combed.

Standing there, he gave off a very strange feeling. Qian Renxue, who possessed the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, felt it particularly clearly; it was as if that person was the Six-Winged Angel statue, and the two were indistinguishable. It seemed as if the sunlight streaming into the hall from all the huge windows around them was focused on him alone. Although his clothes were so simple, he alone gave people a feeling of worship.

"Grandpa." Standing at the entrance, Qian Renxue knelt down with a thud. Her once cold face could no longer maintain its stubbornness, and tears streamed down her cheeks.

The gray-clad man slowly turned around. His previous peculiar aura vanished completely. He appeared to be only in his thirties or forties, handsome with a faint smile on his face. His calm and serene demeanor was incredibly comforting. Most strangely, even a titled Douluo present would be unable to sense a single fluctuation of soul power emanating from him.

The man in gray took a light step and was already in front of Qian Renxue in the next moment. His movements were not fast, but when he arrived in front of Qian Renxue, she had already thrown herself into his arms and burst into tears.

Even the strongest person has a weak side. Bibi Dong was like that, and so was Qian Renxue. Only she herself truly knows the pressure she endured and the youth she lost while impersonating Xue Qinghe for more than ten years.

"You've seen her?" The man in gray gently stroked Qian Renxue's golden hair.

Qian Renxue nodded silently.

The man in gray said calmly, "Actually, she's also in pain. After all, she wasn't the one who was wrong back then. Her feelings for you aren't what you imagine."

Qian Renxue raised her head, looking at the only family member she had ever considered, and asked, "Grandpa, aren't you going to help me anymore?"

The man in gray sighed softly, "I can't help her. Although she's been a bit radical, she hasn't done anything wrong. After all, she's the Pope of the Spirit Hall. Moreover, within the Spirit Hall, her influence has surpassed mine."

"What?" Qian Renxue was shocked, even stopping the tears that had been flowing from her eyes. "This, this is impossible."

The man in gray smiled slightly, saying indulgently, "Xiaoxue, you must remember, this is a world where the strong prey on the weak. Whoever is stronger will have more say, and this is especially true in our Spirit Hall. Her strength is already no less than mine, and she is still so young. Perhaps, she may become the first person in many years to reach another level. Not to mention that the Second and Third Elders already support her, even I will support her. She will lead the Spirit Hall to go even further. What you need to do is help her, not oppose her. In fact, your talent far surpasses your father's, not only because of the six-winged angel inheritance he left you, but also because of the talent that Bibi Dong passed down to you. After all, she is still your mother."

Qian Renxue stood there, speechless for a long time. The man in gray also remained silent, simply watching her and giving her space to think.

At this moment, Qian Renxue's face was completely drained of color, and her eyes flickered uncertainly. Suddenly, she raised her head sharply and said to the man in gray, "Grandpa, I have one last request of you."

The man in gray frowned slightly, clearly sensing that something was wrong with her mood. But he still nodded.

Qian Renxue's gaze suddenly froze, and she said in a deep voice, "I want to become an adjudicator elder of the Spirit Hall."

The gray-clad man asked in astonishment, "Because of that young man who defeated you this time?" The Judgement Elders are second only to the Venerables in the Elder Hall. Venerables are exempt from participating in any of the Spirit Hall's actions. The Judgement Elders' most important responsibility is to eliminate any strongest adversary who opposes the Spirit Hall.

Qian Renxue nodded. "From now on, I will no longer interfere in the affairs of the Spirit Hall. Also, she is not my mother, not before, not now, and never will be. I will never forgive her. If it weren't for you, I would probably have died at her hands long ago. I only have my grandfather, not my mother."

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Haotian Sect.

The icy mountain wind, sharp as a blade, swept across every part of the mountaintop. Tang San shielded Xiao Wu from the cold, which was actually unnecessary to shield her from. Opposite him, the Clear Sky Sect Master, the Howling Sky Douluo Tang Xiao, stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the distant mountains.

Gently embracing Xiao Wu, Tang San sincerely said, "Uncle, thank you."

The return to the Clear Sky Sect didn't start smoothly. After the sect's gates were closed, outsiders were not allowed to enter. Originally, Tang San couldn't bring Xiao Wu and Lou Gao in, but Tang Xiao overruled everyone's objections, allowing Tang San to bring the two of them here.

Tang Xiao looked at Tang San, making no attempt to hide his admiration. "No, rather than saying I helped you, it's more accurate to say you helped yourself. In such a short time, your strength has already broken through again. You even fulfilled one of the elders' three requirements, acquiring a 100,000-year soul ring at the Soul Emperor level. Have you forgotten the expressions on the faces of the five elders when they saw your red soul ring?"

Just thinking about the stunned looks on the five elders' faces made Tang Xiao smile.

Tang San couldn't smile. Looking at Xiao Wu in his arms, he felt only sorrow. Although he knew that Xiao Wu's soul, hidden within her spirit ring, could temporarily return to her body each day to reunite with him, he still wouldn't allow her to leave easily, just like before. Xiao Wu had already risked her life for him and finally had a chance to be resurrected; how could he risk it?

"Uncle, we'll have to rely on you from now on, since Senior Lou Gao is here. Only your Clear Sky Hammer can help him complete the forging. Once these hidden weapons are finished, we'll have the strength to contend with the Spirit Hall."

Tang Xiao nodded and said, "I understand. Don't tell anyone else in the sect about your Tang Clan, to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings. To be honest, the sect did wrong the four major clans back then. If your Tang Clan can develop well in the future, it will be a way of giving them an explanation."

Tang San said, "Uncle, not long ago I heard Sword Douluo mention that the Spirit Hall has a Grand Elder who has reached level ninety-nine, but he didn't go into details. Are you aware of this?"

Upon hearing Tang San's words, Tang Xiao's body trembled, and the light in his eyes flickered uncertainly. Tang San clearly saw that Tang Xiao's fists had unconsciously clenched.

"How could we not know? If it weren't for him, do you think our Clear Sky Sect would be afraid of the Spirit Hall? If it weren't for him, who would dare say they have the ability to destroy our Clear Sky Sect?"

As he said this, Tang Xiao's chest heaved violently, and he was unable to calm down for a long time.

"You should already know these things. Since Sword Douluo told you of his existence, he must have also told you about the gap between Title Douluos. Our Clear Sky Sect once had a Level 99 Title Douluo. He and this Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall were once known as the Two Mountains of the Soul Master World, meaning insurmountable peaks. That Grand Elder of our Clear Sky Sect was my grandfather, your great-grandfather Tang Chen. Back then, he used the title Clear Sky Douluo. That's when our Clear Sky Sect established its reputation as the number one sect in the world. And this Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall was the Arbitration Elder of the Spirit Hall, the first executioner of the Spirit Hall. His name was Qian Daoliu. They had competed many times, and their strength was evenly matched. Qian Daoliu's spirit is the same as Qian Renxue's spirit you mentioned before, a six-winged angel."

"What about my great-grandfather?" Tang San asked, puzzled.

Tang Xiao smiled wryly, "I don't know. Your great-grandfather's strength was slightly better than Qian Daoliu's, but the difference was small. In terms of spirit quality, the Six-Winged Angel was actually slightly stronger than our Clear Sky Hammer, which is why Qian Daoliu could barely contend with your great-grandfather. But in terms of cultivation level, your great-grandfather was always ahead. About fifty years ago, both your great-grandfather and Qian Daoliu had already retired. As the older generation of spirit masters gradually passed away, fewer and fewer people knew their names. Twenty years ago, the reason your grandfather decided to close the mountain gate was not because the Clear Sky Sect was afraid of the Spirit Hall, but because your great-grandfather was not in charge of the sect. Otherwise, no matter how many experts the Spirit Hall had, at their level, they would have been able to turn the tide. Even Qian Daoliu would never have wanted the Spirit Hall to easily start a war with our Clear Sky Sect."

"My great-grandfather has passed away? Where did he go?"

Tang Xiao shook his head and said, "I don't know, and nobody knows. Before your great-grandfather left, he talked with your grandfather for an hour. After that, he drifted away. When your grandfather was on his deathbed, he told me that your great-grandfather had gone to pursue a higher peak. From this point of view, he obviously went further than Qian Daoliu."

Tang San's heart skipped a beat. "Level 100 to become a god?"

Tang Xiao nodded. "No one knows what realm lies beyond level 100. He passed away thirty years ago. Outsiders naturally don't know. However, if the Spirit Hall were to attack our Clear Sky Sect, without him in charge, our so-called number one sect in the world would have no chance against the Spirit Hall. Therefore, your grandfather decided to close the mountain gates. And that wait lasted thirty years. Your great-grandfather still hasn't returned. There are only two possibilities: one is that he successfully broke through to level 100 and reached another level; the other is that he failed to break through to level 100..."

Although Tang Xiao didn't say it aloud, Tang San understood what the failed attack meant.

"Will Qian Daoliu still be in the Spirit Hall?" Tang San asked.

Tang Xiao affirmed, "He's definitely still alive. You know, when your great-grandfather passed away, he looked only in his thirties. He reached level ninety-nine, meaning he could live to be at least two hundred years old. Your great-grandfather said that Qian Daoliu was actually a coward. Although his martial spirit was excellent, he dared not risk his life to charge into battle. As long as he's still alive, he will inevitably remain in the Spirit Hall. Although he no longer manages the affairs of the Spirit Hall, his prestige remains. And the previous Pope that your father killed was Qian Daoliu's only son. Qian Daoliu might not easily get involved in ordinary matters, but how could he tolerate the murder of his only son?"

Tang San asked, puzzled, "Then what's the point of us closing the mountain gate? Won't Qian Daoliu come looking for us?"

Tang Xiao sighed and said, "This is a blessing left by your great-grandfather. The mountain we are on now is where he fought his final battle with Qian Daoliu. In that battle, Qian Daoliu was slightly defeated. Promise your great-grandfather that from this day forward, no one under his command will ever set foot on this mountain again, unless one day he can defeat your great-grandfather. This is the true meaning of the sect's closure. Otherwise, even if we close the mountain gates, the Spirit Hall would have already come knocking on our door."

Tang San knew that Tang Xiao was willing to tell him these things because after he returned this time, he showed the elders the 100,000-year soul ring and truly gained the sect's recognition.

"Uncle, if I may ask, what level is your soul power now?"

Tang Xiao smiled slightly, "I'm currently trying to break through to level 97. I don't know if I'll ever reach my grandfather's strength in my lifetime. Actually, your father had the best chance. But..." As he said this, his eyes dimmed. Tang Hao, who had severed his limbs and returned his soul bones, would never be able to reach the pinnacle of a Soul Master again.

Tang San's eyes flickered. "After I get back, I'll go see my father and mother first. Then I might leave for a while to train in a stressful place with my companions. I might not be back for several years."

Tang Xiao was taken aback. "Where are you going to cultivate? In the north?"

Tang San shook his head. He had no need to hide anything from Tang Xiao. "There's a place called Seagod Island. I don't know if you've heard of it."

"What?" Tang Xiao exclaimed in surprise. "You're going to Seagod Island?"

Tang San looked at Tang Xiao with some surprise, "Uncle, you know about that place too?"

Tang Xiao smiled wryly, "How could I not know? Your father and I even went there together to deliver a letter to the lord of Seagod Island, Seagod Douluo Poseidon. Little San, that's no place to joke around!"

Tang San was overjoyed to hear that Tang Xiao had been there. After all, the Grandmaster's strength was not high back then, and his father and uncle had gone there to deliver a message, so what they came into contact with was obviously different from what the people in the Spirit Hall had.

"Uncle, please tell me about Poseidon Island."

Tang Xiao said in a deep voice, "Even when your great-grandfather was alive, people had to give way to Poseidon Island. That was all because of the existence of Poseidon Douluo. Poseidon's strength was on par with your great-grandfather and Qian Daoliu. It's just that he never left Seagod Island, which is why he remained unknown. Back then, when the Spirit Hall suffered a setback on Seagod Island, our relationship with the Spirit Hall was still relatively amicable. Qian Daoliu invited your great-grandfather to go to Seagod Island to investigate. There, they encountered Poseidon Douluo, and the three of them fought for three days and three nights, causing a landslide and a tsunami. Do you know what the final result was?"

Seeing Tang Xiao's solemn expression, Tang San exclaimed, "Could it be that both Great-Grandfather and Qian Daoliu lost?"

Tang Xiao nodded vigorously. "That's right, both your great-grandfather and Qian Daoliu lost. Given their status, they certainly couldn't join forces to fight the opponent, nor would they use a war of attrition. Within three days, each of them fought Poseidon once, and both lost. And their losses were completely predictable."

Tang San asked in surprise, "Didn't you say that my great-grandfather, Qian Daoliu, and Poseidon were on the same level of power?"

Tang Xiao sighed, "But that's Seagod Island. It's the Seagod Douluo's territory. When your great-grandfather sent your father and me to Seagod Island, he said that the Seagod Douluo's strength was comparable to his, and slightly stronger than Qian Daoliu. However, on Seagod Island, unless there was a level 100 expert, no one could defeat him. Because his strength had reached the point where he could command the power of the sea for his own use. With the help of the power of heaven and earth, even your great-grandfather was no match for him."

Taking a deep breath, he couldn't hide the horror in his eyes. Soul Masters were, after all, human. To manipulate the power of the ocean with human strength—what terrifying power that was! Tang San had never seen the ocean, but he could imagine its boundless azure. With his current strength, let alone the ocean, he couldn't even harness a small pond for his own use. Strength, this was true strength.

Seeing the surprise in Tang San's eyes, Tang Xiao continued, "Seagod Island is actually a very beautiful place. Thousands of Soul Masters under the Seagod Douluo live there. They call themselves the children of the sea. And the Seagod Douluo is the spokesperson for the sea. Her Martial Soul is the Seagod. Otherwise, even if Poseidon broke through to level 100, she wouldn't be able to mobilize the power of the sea! Your great-grandfather and Qian Daoliu called her invincible in the water."

"Your father and I went to Seagod Island under the pretense of delivering a message. We were young and impetuous at the time, and we clashed with the people of Seagod Island as soon as we arrived. At first, things went smoothly, and we could even be said to be invincible. But later, we encountered a setback. Poseidon has five lords under his command, all of whom are Title Douluo level. At that time, only one lord came, and he captured your father and me alive with just six soul skills. The various skills of these sea soul masters are very different from ours. They can often use the power of the sea to launch attacks. Fortunately, we were only there to deliver a message. After Poseidon saw your great-grandfather's letter, he asked a few questions about your great-grandfather's recent situation and then let us leave."

Tang San asked, "I heard from my teacher that we have to pass a test when we get to Seagod Island. If we pass the test, we'll be recognized as a member of Seagod Island. But we can't leave, is that right?"

Tang Xiao was taken aback. "You plan to go through that test?"

Tang San nodded. "Since we're staying on Seagod Island, we naturally need to pass its trials. I plan to consider this training over only when we have the strength to break free of Seagod Island and escape back. As long as we successfully return, our strength will definitely increase significantly. Under the pressure of Seagod Island, our cultivation speed will increase dramatically. Moreover, experiencing being a Sea Soul Master will also be of great benefit to us."

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