Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

"I'll be waiting."

The god of destruction turned around and looked at Poseidon.

"You're injured."

Poseidon waved his hand.

It's alright.

"I won't die."

The God of Destruction remained silent for a moment.

"You gave the Trident of Poseidon to that child?"

Poseidon nodded.

“He needs it more than I do.”

The God of Destruction looked at him.

"Aren't you afraid of the Asura God's revenge?"

Poseidon smiled.

"Hasn't he retaliated enough?"

He has been seeking revenge for as many years as I have lived.

"I don't care."

The God of Destruction remained silent.

He turned and walked towards his divine realm.

The god of good and the god of evil have also departed.

The goddess of life approached Poseidon and looked at him.

"Your injury..."

Poseidon waved his hand.

It's alright.

Go back now.

The goddess of life remained silent for a moment.

"Take care of yourself."

She turned and disappeared into the void.

Poseidon stood there, looking at the sea that had been shattered by the Asura God.

The waves were still surging, the wind was still howling, and the lightning was still striking.

His territory, his home, the place he has protected for countless years.

"Jin Chen".

His voice was very soft, “This is all I can do.”

The rest of the journey, you have to walk it yourself.

On Poseidon Island, Jin Chen stood on the beach, holding the Poseidon Trident in his hand.

He sensed the battle in the realm of gods, Poseidon's injuries, and the killing intent of the Asura God.

He gripped the trident of Poseidon tightly, his knuckles turning white.

His eyes were bright, as if a fire was burning within them.

"Asura God".

His voice was soft, “One day, I will stand before you and settle this score for the sea god.”

Qian Renxue flew over from the Martial Soul Capital and landed beside Jin Chen.

She looked at the trident of Poseidon in his hand, and at his eyes burning with flames.

"Jin Chen, are you alright?"

Jin Chen shook his head.

"fine.

Sister Xue'er, I want to become stronger.

He's strong enough to protect the Sea God, strong enough to protect the Spirit Hall, strong enough to protect the boss.

Qian Renxue looked at him.

You will become stronger.

I trust you."

Jin Chen grinned.

"I also believe in myself."

He gripped the trident of Neptune and raised it toward the sky.

Golden light surged from the halberd, shooting straight into the sky.

"Let's go home first."

When Jin Chen and Qian Renxue returned to Wuhun City, it was already dusk on the third day.

The setting sun bathed the entire city in gold, and banners bearing the symbols of angels and dragons fluttered in the wind on the city walls.

The people of the city had already heard the news that Jin Chen had obtained a divine artifact on Poseidon Island, and they spontaneously flocked to the streets, waving flowers and ribbons, with cheers rising and falling.

Jin Chen rode on his horse, the Trident of Poseidon slung diagonally behind him, its golden blade gleaming in the setting sun. His dark blue uniform fluttered in the sea breeze, and the blue scales on the back of his hands had not yet completely faded.

He grinned and waved to the people.

Qian Renxue walked beside him, looking at the smile on his face, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned.

That kid is still so heartless.

In the offering hall, the seven worshippers gathered together, a rare occurrence.

Golden Crocodile Douluo leaned against a pillar, arms crossed, his golden eyes staring at the entrance of the hall, expressionless, but his fingers were trembling slightly.

Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo stood behind him, talking in hushed tones, their eyes occasionally glancing at Jin'e Douluo.

The Azure Phoenix Douluo stood with his hands behind his back, his blue hair swaying slightly in the candlelight.

The Lion Douluo sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, but the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

The Light Feather Douluo stood in the corner, the light crossbow bolt in his hand stopped spinning.

Qian Daoliu sat in the main seat, his white hair as white as snow, his gaze deep and profound.

His injuries had mostly healed; his face was no longer pale, and his eyes had regained their former clarity.

He looked at the entrance to the palace, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Footsteps came from outside the hall.

Jin Chen and Qian Renxue walked into the offering hall side by side.

Jin Chen walked in front, the Trident of Poseidon humming behind him, golden light emanating from its body, illuminating the entire hall.

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His steps were steady, each step landing on the bluestone ground with a dull thud.

Jin Chen walked to the center of the hall and knelt on one knee.

"Grandpa Qian, I'm back."

Qian Daoliu looked at him, then at the Trident of Poseidon behind him.

"It's good that you're back."

Get up.

Jin Chen stood up.

Golden Crocodile Douluo walked out from beside the pillar, stood in front of Jin Chen, and looked down at him.

Jin Chen looked up at his grandfather and grinned.

"Grandpa, I got the Trident of Poseidon."

The sea god said, "I am his successor. Once I complete the nine trials of the sea god, I will be able to inherit his divine position."

Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at him, his golden eyes filled with complex emotions.

He didn't say anything, but simply reached out and gently patted Jin Chen's shoulder.

It was a very light touch, so light it was as if they dared not exert any force.

Jin Chen was stunned; he had never seen his grandfather like this before.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's hand slid off Jin Chen's shoulder, he turned around, walked back to the pillar, and stood with his back to the crowd.

His shoulders were trembling slightly.

He was crying.

The Golden Crocodile Douluo, who had lived for over a hundred years and had never shed a tear in front of others, was crying.

The hall was completely silent.

Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo exchanged a glance, both seeing the emotion in each other's eyes.

Azure Phoenix Douluo stood with his hands behind his back and his eyes closed.

The Lion Douluo sat cross-legged on the ground and opened his eyes.

Guangling Douluo stood in the corner, and the light crossbow bolt in his hand began to spin again.

Jin Chen stood in the center of the hall, looking at his grandfather's back, not knowing what to say.