Douro Continent

Chapter 707 The Soul Returns, the Sea God Returns

Oscar and Ning Rongrong were struggling to hold on, burning and concentrating all their energy to support the two descending deities in unleashing their divine power. However, as the saying goes, human strength has its limits; no matter how persistent their will, their energy was ultimately finite. The chance for resurrection was within reach, but their released soul power could no longer sustain them. The two deities were in danger of leaving at any moment.

What to do? What to do? Ning Rongrong and Oscar stared at each other anxiously, biting their tongues and using the stinging sensation to gather their last bit of energy.

At this point, they had already considered every possible solution, but the divine possession that had been attached to them was still breaking free.

It wasn't that Oscar and Ning Rongrong didn't want to use Oscar's sausage to replenish themselves; it was just that, like how Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda amplification couldn't work on Tang San, their spirit fusion skill had already reached god-level effectiveness. This god-level effect meant that all their own amplification abilities were ineffective. This applied to both Oscar's sausage and Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda amplification.

At this critical moment, suddenly, countless tiny white dots appeared silently from all directions of the council hall. These white dots drifted slowly, their target being Tang San, who was lying on the ground.

At this moment, the soldiers outside could see that the red light that had been enveloping the council hall was now pulsating slightly, and the fine white light was appearing in the midst of this pulsation.

These white lights slowly converged towards Tang San's body. Each wisp was very weak, but when thousands of white lights merged together, they became a force that could not be ignored.

Bang—, the deity behind Ning Rongrong and Oscar finally turned into specks of light and dissipated. The two of them swayed and collapsed to the ground. They had completely unleashed their potential and all their energy, and at this moment they were exhausted, with only a breath left.

Xiao Wu cried out in anguish and was about to rush forward when Tang San's chest wound had not yet healed, and his golden heart had not yet been reconnected with all his meridians.

"Don't move!" Master suddenly shouted, stopping Xiao Wu's movements. The intense physical pain and mental torment turned Xiao Wu's face pale, and she finally collapsed. However, she refused to faint, her eyes fixed on Tang San's body. She was unwilling to give up until the very last moment.

The master spread his arms, stopping Tang Hao beside him as well, "Nobody move. Don't go near the mistress."

Everyone stared blankly, now noticing the change in Tang San. The faint white light was extremely subtle, almost imperceptible without careful observation. Of course, most of those present were powerful Soul Masters, so they could see it. They had previously assumed it was the effect of Ning Rongrong and Oscar's Soul Fusion Skill. But now it seemed that wasn't the case.

Although Ning Rongrong and Oscar had collapsed and fainted, the slender white light still existed and continued to flow into Tang San's body, merging into the wound on his chest.

Around that golden heart, every meridian was still undergoing the process of reconnection, though at a much slower pace than when Oscar and Ning Rongrong had presided over it. However, the fact that this process continued proved that there was still hope.

"This is..." Tang Hao's eyes narrowed. Although he already had an idea in mind, he exchanged a glance with the master, and the two said almost in unison, "The power of faith."

Yes, that slender white light emanated from the faith power of the million-strong army of the Heaven Dou Empire. The faith power of one person might not seem significant, but that of a million is entirely different. Especially since the faith of this million-strong army towards Tang San was absolutely devout; any impurities were completely filtered out by the strange red light surrounding them. The faith power that entered the council hall and merged into Tang San's body was the purest form of power.

The power of these beliefs is taking over Ning Rongrong and Oscar's spirit fusion skill, continuing to repair Tang San's body bit by bit.

"Quickly, let's continue praying for the mistress!" the master shouted, clasping his hands together, his face filled with excitement.

Everyone made the same move, and for this last chance, for Tang San's resurrection, they began their most sincere prayers.

Time ticked by, and the healing of Tang San's chest wound was noticeably slower than when the two gods unleashed their resurrection light, but it never stopped. As long as the resurrection process continued, there was always a chance.

As the meridians in Tang San's heart gradually reconnected, everyone in the hall lost track of time. Only Xue Beng went out briefly, issuing a death order to the entire Heaven Dou Empire army: as long as the resurrection process continued, their prayers for Tang San could not cease. He told the soldiers of the Heaven Dou Empire that this was the empire's last hope; only with the resurrection of the Sea God could they possibly defeat their powerful enemy and allow the empire to continue.

A faint light flickered throughout the council hall. With each shift of the light, every change in Tang San's expression sent shivers down the spines of everyone present.

Tang San's muscles would twitch from time to time, especially around his heart; even a slight tremor would tug at everyone's heartstrings.

From day to night, and from night to day, everyone forgot about time; they only prayed for Tang San in their hearts. The subtle power of faith never ceased, continuously merging into Tang San's body.

Finally, the golden heart began to tremble continuously. At first, its trembling was very weak, but with more faith power flowing in, its trembling began to become stronger. Tang San's chest wound was finally completely healed. His bones, meridians, muscles, and most importantly, his heart, were all completely healed through the united prayers of the people.

Oscar and Ning Rongrong had woken up and were slumped to the side, completely back to normal, even weaker than ordinary people. But they were filled with a sense of satisfaction. As the instigators of the resurrection light, they could clearly feel Tang San's life force returning bit by bit, and his own bodily functions being awakened. As long as his divine power could be restored, even the most severe injuries would be nothing, enough to heal themselves.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Tang San's chest, and as his chest began to rise and fall slowly, tears of excitement welled up in their eyes. They had succeeded! Tang San had a heartbeat again, and he was breathing!

Grandmaster, Tang Hao, and Xiao Wu, whose face was ashen and who was on the verge of fainting, all came to Tang San's side. Liu Erlong supported Xiao Wu's body, and everyone observed the changes in Tang San's body at the closest distance.

Tang Hao carefully placed his hand on Tang San's wrist, meticulously sensing the condition within his body.

"How is it?" the master asked anxiously.

Tang Hao nodded and said, "Xiao San's body is recovering rapidly, not just from the power of faith, but his own power seems to have been awakened and revived. I can feel the enormous energy within him. Even my soul power can't penetrate it. His pulse is becoming stronger and stronger. As long as he wakes up, our resurrection process will be considered a success."

"No, it hasn't worked yet," Xiao Wu said, her voice trembling slightly.

Tang Hao looked at Xiao Wu in confusion, "You mean...?"

Xiao Wu's eyes were still filled with sorrow. "Brother has become a god. According to what you said, his body has recovered to this extent. If he were alive, he should have woken up by now. He must be able to sense our worry. But he is still unconscious, which can only prove one thing. We only resurrected his body, not his entirety. His last attack on Bibi Dong was a soul attack. For a god, that means the divine soul. At that time, Bibi Dong was clearly severely injured, and Brother himself was already seriously wounded; he immediately fell unconscious. It's very likely that his divine soul was shattered by Bibi Dong. For a god, perhaps a broken heart isn't fatal, but a shattered divine soul is..."

"No, impossible. You're talking nonsense!" Tang Hao roared, "Xiao San is alive! Didn't you see? He's breathing! Listen to his strong heartbeat! My son isn't dead! My son is alive! Xiao San, wake up! Prove to them that you're still alive!"

He roared, but tears streamed down Tang Hao's face—probably the most tears he had shed in his entire life today. As the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Two whole days and nights had passed, and the resurrection of Tang San's body was finally complete. Xiao Wu's words, however, struck like a bolt from the blue, leaving each of them somewhat unable to bear it. But they all knew that the person most familiar with Tang San's physical condition was undoubtedly Xiao Wu, who had always been by his side; no one understood him better than Xiao Wu. Even Xiao Wu had said so…

The council hall suddenly fell silent, a deathly silence. All eyes were on Tang San, who had regained his breathing and heartbeat, and whose wounds had completely healed. They could even sense the divine aura emanating from him once more. Yet, Tang San remained lying there, showing no sign of recovery.

A sense of resentment filled everyone's mind. They had exhausted all their efforts, but in the end, they still could not succeed. Such a blow would shatter even the most determined person.

If it were just an ordinary person resurrected, the Light of Resurrection alone could revive the physical body and then awaken the soul. However, Tang San was not an ordinary person; he was a god. His divine soul could not be awakened by the God of Food and the Nine-Colored Goddess. Moreover, the God of Food and the Nine-Colored Goddess did not even last until Tang San's body was fully recovered. At this moment, a wave of despair washed over everyone. They had lost their last hope.

Just then, Tang San's body suddenly trembled violently, instantly drawing everyone's attention. Tang Hao held his son tightly, letting out a final cry and prayer in his heart. At this moment, he would be willing to give his own life to bring Tang San's soul back.

At that moment, everyone in the hall suddenly found that they could not breathe, and the intense feeling of suffocation plunged them into a painful state.

The surrounding scenery changed at that moment, everything becoming illusory and unreal. Blue, an endless blue. Although they were in this enclosed room, the view was an endless expanse of azure, like gazing into the depths of the ocean.

Immediately afterwards, a strange scene appeared before everyone's eyes: they saw Tang San, a Tang San who was completely blue.

Tang San slowly emerged from the endless azure, his face filled with excitement. He looked at everyone, but seemed unable to speak, only approaching step by step. The suffocating feeling, accompanied by immense pressure from the soul, made everyone stare intently at the blue figure, until, until he walked into Tang San's body in Tang Hao's arms.

Boom— Tang Hao felt his body shaken by an invisible force. Tang San, who had been in his arms, suddenly floated up, going from lying flat to standing upright, hovering within the council hall. The previously fine white light vanished almost instantly. Whether it was Tang Hao, Grandmaster, Xiao Wu, everyone in the room, or the soldiers outside who were constantly praying for Tang San, at this moment, the same thought arose in their hearts.

"I'm back."

Yes, when the blue-clad Tang San entered the council hall, Tang San had returned. He had truly returned. That blue-clad Tang San was none other than Tang San's divine soul. His divine soul had returned, the Sea God had returned. Tang San had finally completed this final resurrection process.

Resurrecting a god is undoubtedly a fantasy in the human world, its difficulty unimaginable. However, in this resurrection process, Tang San not only received the resurrection light activated by the fusion power of two gods brought by Oscar and Ning Rongrong's martial soul fusion skill, but also received the power of the prayers of a million soldiers in Jialing Pass for two days and two nights. His god-level physical body was thus restored. As for his soul, under the guidance of the Seven Sacred Pillars of the Sea God and the prayers of trillions of marine creatures, it was restored again by the wisp of divine thought he left on the summit of Sea God Mountain.

Mount Poseidon and the Temple of Poseidon are undoubtedly the places where the power of the Sea God is most concentrated, and also the place where the Sea God's legacy is passed down. This is why the divine sense left behind by Tang San did not completely dissipate in a short time after his physical body died. Of course, this is also thanks to the Seven Sacred Pillar Guardian Douluos, led by Sea Dragon Douluo. If they hadn't activated the final defensive array on Poseidon Island in time, drawing upon the power of the Seven Sacred Pillars of the Sea God and using Tang San's last wisp of divine soul to call out to the entire sea, Tang San would not have been able to successfully revive.

At this moment, Tang San truly stood before everyone; the Sea God had been resurrected.

The moment Tang San opened his eyes, all the blue in the council hall disappeared, and the feeling of suffocation vanished as well.

Xiao Wu stared intently at Tang San. When she saw the divine light reappear in Tang San's eyes, her resolve finally relaxed. She let out a soft groan and fainted inside Liu Erlong's body. At that moment, the red light that had been surrounding the council hall vanished silently, quietly seeping back into Xiao Wu's body without a sound, unnoticed even by the newly resurrected Tang San. The icy aura within Xiao Wu also disappeared.

A faint light flickered, and Tang San's face was filled with deep emotion as his gaze swept over everyone's faces. His fists clenched unconsciously. "Thank you, thank you all."

A surge of blue light emanated from Tang San's body, engulfing everyone present. The gentle power of the Sea God nourished their bodies, sweeping away all their fatigue and anxiety from the past two days and two nights.

Xue Beng knelt down with a thud, tears streaming down her face as she looked at Tang San. "Teacher, you've finally been resurrected. It's all my fault. You sacrificed so much for the Empire."

Tang San landed gracefully and helped Xue Beng up from the ground. "Xue Beng, you are very good. Although I was killed by Bibi Dong, my scattered soul in the air saw everything that happened. You are worthy of being the emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire. You are a wise ruler. You should also be the most qualified emperor in the history of the Heaven Dou Empire."

Avalanche shook his head vigorously. "No, what kind of wise ruler am I? I don't even have the power to protect my own people. Teacher, emotionally speaking, I really don't want you to go to the battlefield again. But the empire needs your protection. I..."

Tang San patted Xue Beng on the shoulder, "Don't say anything more. Some things are inevitable and must be resolved. There will definitely be a final outcome between Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue, and me. They won't let me go, and I won't let them go either."

"Little San." Tang Hao and Grandmaster strode up to Tang San.

"Dad, I'm sorry to have worried you." Tang San looked at his two fathers, his lips pressed tightly together. He knew, of course, how fortunate he was to be resurrected. However, his heart did not find ease because of his resurrection. He still had to face what he had faced before. How easy was it to defeat the two gods?

Tang San gleaned many things from Tang Hao and Grandmaster's eyes. He understood that neither of his fathers wanted him to take any more risks; they didn't want to lose him again. If he left the battlefield now, even if Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue joined forces, they couldn't stop him. But could he really leave?

"Dad, my second life was given to me by everyone. I cannot abandon those who believe in me. Don't say anything more. The most important thing now is to figure out how to deal with Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue." As he spoke, he stepped forward and hugged his two fathers tightly, showing them his determination with his firm and strong arms.

Neither Tang Hao nor the Grandmaster spoke; they looked at Tang San with complex emotions in their eyes.

Tang San walked between the two fathers and came to Oscar and Ning Rongrong. After being nourished by the power of the Sea God, their expressions had improved a lot, but they were still listless and lacked the strength to even stand up.

Tang San stretched out his hands and placed them on their shoulders, injecting two streams of purer Sea God power into his two companions. With the support of this power, Oscar and Ning Rongrong were finally able to stand up, albeit with difficulty.

"Second Brother, Rongrong, I can't thank you enough. Your martial spirits haven't disappeared. I've used the power of the Sea God to reawaken them, but it will take them a long time to recover. Even my divine power can't help them recover immediately. It will probably take a year."

Oscar chuckled and said, "It takes a month to recover from resurrecting a person, but only a year to resurrect a god. That's a good deal. Much better than selling sausages. But you'd better not come back again."

Ning Rongrong's eyes were slightly red. She looked at Tang San, called out "Third Brother" once, and then couldn't say anything more.

Tang San turned around, glanced at Xiao Wu in Liu Erlong's arms, and, suppressing his inner turmoil, addressed the crowd: "Bibi Dong gave us three days. From now on, we have one day and one night left. Their appearance last time was too sudden, and I had no understanding of Bibi Dong's strength. Now that I've been resurrected, give me one day, and I'm sure I can recover to my peak condition. I'm confident I can completely destroy Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue in our rematch. Please believe me. Xue Beng, you must reassure the troops. One day from now, it will be the final battle."

"Yes, teacher, don't worry. I'll go and announce this good news to the three armies right now. Don't worry, I will keep the news strictly confidential and it will never be known to the other side." Hearing Tang San say that he was confident in completely destroying the enemy's two gods, Xue Beng's eyes revealed an undisguised excitement. He knew very well that Tang San had never spoken falsely; if he said it could be done, it definitely could be done.

Tang San continued, "Now please leave this place to me. I need to calm down and recover my divine power."

Everyone nodded in agreement. Led by Xue Beng, the generals were the first to leave, followed by Poison Douluo and the others. Grandmaster, Tang Hao, Flander, Liu Erlong, Ning Rongrong, and Oscar stayed behind.

The master couldn't help but say, "Little San, are you really confident? In a one-on-two, god-level confrontation, technique is unlikely to be effective."

Tang San smiled confidently, "Dad, you're also my teacher. I was trained by you. Don't you trust me? When have I ever lied? Don't worry, I already know Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue's weaknesses. As long as I'm careful, I'll definitely be able to defeat them."

The master breathed a slight sigh of relief. "That's for the best. But you must remember, no matter what, your own life must come first. I can't bear to see another parent outlive their child."

As he spoke, he waved to Liu Erlong and Flander, then turned and walked out. Tang San looked at Xiao Wu in Liu Erlong's arms, suppressing the urge to rush over, "Mom, please take care of Xiao Wu."

Liu Erlong gave Tang San a deep look and nodded slightly.

Everyone else walked out, but Tang Hao stayed behind. Only after everyone else had left did Tang Hao slowly walk up to Tang San.

"Have you made up your mind?"

Tang San was taken aback. "Dad, what's wrong? What decision did I make?"

Tang Hao looked calmly at Tang San. "Stop acting. You might fool them, but can you fool me? You're my own son. You're like me in many ways. There's one thing you might not even realize yourself. Although your expression and unwavering confidence were flawless when you spoke just now, when you lie, your right hand unconsciously clutches the hem of your clothes—exactly the same as mine. I hadn't noticed before because you never lie, but you did that while you were talking to everyone. Facing two gods alone, can you really be certain of victory? Therefore, I conclude that your decision wasn't to defeat them, but rather to perish together with them. That's the best outcome you could achieve, isn't it?"

Tang San looked at his father, never realizing how well his father understood him. Following an inherited habit, he took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. Tang San nodded silently. "Dad, you know I had no choice. I couldn't just watch the Heaven Dou Empire perish. Bibi Dong is your and Mom's enemy, as well as my teacher, father, and myself. I have no way to retreat. It was everyone's strength that revived me; I can only do everything I can. I believe you can understand me. The battlefield is ever-changing; perhaps I am not without a chance to escape unscathed?"

"No maybes." Tang Hao suddenly roared furiously, "Mistress, I won't allow you to do this. You're the only son of both Master and me. I'm a father. Do you expect me to watch my son go to his death? You can go, but you'll have to step over my dead body first."

Looking at his father's unwavering gaze, Tang San sighed softly, "Dad, I'm sorry." A blue light silently spread behind Tang Hao, and another blue Tang San appeared behind Tang Hao without any warning. The blue light flashed, and Tang Hao groaned and fell into Tang San's arms.

Holding his father close, Tang San smiled faintly. "Whether for you, or for Xiao Wu and everyone else, how could I back down in this battle?"

With a flash of blue light, the soul-form body merged with the physical body. This time, experiencing a process of life to death and then from death to life, although Tang San went through many hardships, all of this thoroughly stimulated his Sea God's power, allowing him to more deeply understand the various abilities between the soul and the physical body. This is also why Tang San was confident.

With a casual wave of his hand, Tang San tore a rift in the air and sent Tang Hao's body inside. A series of strange demonic runes bloomed around the rift. This was a temporary space created by Tang San using his divine power. This space could only last for two days. After two days, even if Tang San didn't release Tang Hao, the space would automatically shatter, releasing Tang Hao's body. By then, everything would be settled. Since Tang San had made up his mind, he left himself no way out.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, his divine soul surging, enveloped in azure light, Tang San began to cultivate without any expansion of his divine sense. At this moment, even if Bibi Dong stood before him, she would not sense any fluctuations of divine power emanating from him. In terms of cultivation level, Tang San had already surpassed both Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue.

The day passed quickly, and no one disturbed Tang San. Even after Xiao Wu regained consciousness, she didn't come to the Marshal's Mansion's council hall. Tang San was the only one there.

As if on an alarm clock, Tang San opened his eyes just as the sun rose above the horizon.

His blue eyes held only a soft, lustrous sheen. When he rose from the ground, he looked like any ordinary human being. The harmony between his soul and his physical body had reached a near-perfect level, resulting in this scene of returning to simplicity.

Tang San slowly walked to the door, and when he pushed it open, everyone was already waiting there. Standing at the front were Xue Beng, Grandmaster, and Xiao Wu. Their eyes were all fixed on Tang San.

Tang San smiled slightly, "Don't worry, today's battle will end everything."

The master looked into Tang San's eyes and said, "Little San, no matter where you are, we will be with you. You must remember that."

Tang San sighed softly. He knew that Grandmaster had also noticed something; after all, his father had been missing for a day, and they couldn't have been unaware. He didn't explain, his gaze fixed on the rising sun in the sky, a blue aura flashing in his eyes. What was destined to happen would happen; a layer of azure ripples began to appear around his body. "Let's go."

A blue light swept up everyone's bodies, as if they were being lifted by a giant wave. They all rose into the air simultaneously, and in almost a flash, they appeared out of thin air atop the Jialing Pass. The Grandmaster's expression shifted slightly; Tang San's divine power had clearly increased again, or rather, his mastery of divine power had reached a new level. His inner worry lessened slightly.

Throughout, Xiao Wu remained silent, simply gazing calmly at Tang San. Tang San seemed to know what Xiao Wu was thinking. When the group arrived at the Jialing Pass, he didn't look towards the Spirit Empire first, but quietly walked to Xiao Wu's side. He grasped her shoulders with both hands, turning her body so that her back faced him.

He carefully lifted Xiao Wu's long braid, loosened the neatly combed braid, and then produced a comb from somewhere, gently combing Xiao Wu's long hair.

Xiao Wu's shoulders began to tremble slightly. Everyone else knowingly turned their heads away, leaving the calm before the storm to just the two of them. The bright sunlight shone on them, casting long shadows behind them. From beginning to end, Tang San didn't say a word to Xiao Wu; he simply re-combed her braids.

When he finally finished, he turned Xiao Wu's body back to normal. Looking at her teary eyes, Tang San pressed his forehead against Xiao Wu's and whispered, "My dear, I love you."

Xiao Wu trembled, suddenly hugged Tang San's waist, and pressed her face tightly against his chest. "If you truly love me, let me be with you forever. The outcome won't change; let me watch over you."

Tang San paused slightly. He knew that Xiao Wu understood what he was going to do, and he also knew how resolute her will was. He had originally intended to send her into the temporary space as well. But Xiao Wu had already told him that no matter what, the outcome would not change.

In the end, Tang San did not do that. To live and die together was a promise they made to each other.

Tang San gently kissed Xiao Wu's forehead, then his body transformed into a streak of blue light and quietly slipped out of her embrace. At that very moment, two figures slowly rose from the distant Spirit Empire camp.

"Tang San?" When the Rakshasa God and the Angel God saw the blue figure soaring from the top of Jialing Pass, they were both stunned. Even Bibi Dong, with her gloomy heart, couldn't help but tremble slightly. Yes, the Sea God had returned. He would inevitably challenge the Angel God and the Rakshasa God once again. Oscar and Ning Rongrong had temporarily lost their soul power; he would have no chance of resurrection again. This battle was destined to be the final one.

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