I am in Douluo, but I am the favorite of the soul beast group

Chapter 327 Meeting Poseidon
"Senior, what kind of assessment is this? It seems different from what you just said." Ning Rongrong saw Seahorse Douluo with a look of astonishment and couldn't help but ask.

Seahorse Douluo was astonished, but shook his head. He had never seen such a situation in all these years.

At this time, the vision had not yet ended. When the holy pillar was completely transformed into gold, it suddenly gathered at the top and turned into a golden stream of light, going straight towards Tang Ya. The golden stream of light also gradually shrank, and when it reached in front of Tang Ya, it was only the size of a thumb.

Looking closely, the golden light has turned into a mark.

And the moment he touched Tang Ya, it was instantly drawn between her eyebrows, and then, a golden mark slowly appeared on Tang Ya's eyebrows.

At this moment, a blood-red light suddenly burst out from Tang Ya's brow, and the golden mark seemed to be swallowed up and gradually dissipated. After all this was done, the blood-red light also gradually disappeared.

This strange scene made everyone present look stunned.

"Um, what happened to you guys?" After opening her eyes, Tang Ya looked at the people in front of her with their eyes wide open and an incredible look on their faces, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

After these words were spoken, Seahorse Douluo's face showed something strange.

"Well, how do you feel?"

Tang Ya thought about it and said.

"Feeling? I don't feel anything. It's just that there seemed to be an extra energy in my body just now, and after that, there was nothing else."

At this moment, a cold voice came from a distance.

"Ashura Shenli, it seems that you have been to the City of Slaughter." The voice was gentle and moving, but it gave people a cold feeling.

As he was speaking, the space above the platform twisted, and the next moment, a woman appeared in front of the holy pillar.

The woman was about the same height as Tang Ya. She was wearing a bright red robe that covered her curvy figure. Her long sea-blue hair was draped over her shoulders and fell straight to the ground. In her hand she held a two-meter-long golden scepter, giving her an elegant temperament. She looked vaguely similar to Bibi Dong, but in comparison, she was a little more indifferent.

"Greetings to the great priest." Seahorse Douluo bowed slightly and saluted.

Seeing this, Tang Ya also hurriedly spoke.

"Sister is so beautiful, she must be the High Priestess of Poseidon Island, Sister Poseidon, right?"

Poseidon was stunned for a moment, then he smiled slightly, his eyes fell directly on Tang Ya. That deep gaze seemed to be able to see through people completely, making others dare not look directly at him.

"Slippery-tongued, how is your grandfather Qian Daoliu doing these days?"

Tang Ya was stunned for a moment, but she reacted after a moment. Yes, the six-winged angel spirit was too conspicuous. It would be strange if she couldn't recognize it. This person should be Poseidon. Poseidon knew his grandfather. However, asking her was a bit irrational. After all, he had only seen him twice. How could she know whether he was doing well...

After thinking about it, Tang Ya said.

"Grandpa has been very lonely these years. I often see him standing alone in the hall in a daze, looking at your portrait. Grandpa has lost his appetite and has lost a lot of weight. I guess if Grandpa was not a high priest who had to serve the Angel God at all times and could not leave Wuhun City, he would definitely come to find you."

After these words came out, Guang Ling was confused. The chief worshiper stood in the hall. Wasn't it because of the angel statue? As for the portrait, he was in the worship hall every day. How come he had never seen the chief worshiper look at the portrait? Moreover, when did the chief worshiper lose his appetite?

After hearing this, Poseidon's calm face flushed slightly, but it was fleeting. He spoke calmly.

"Did Qian Daoliu teach you to say this? I didn't expect that he is still so frivolous at his age." Tang Ya shook her head repeatedly and hurriedly explained.

"No, grandpa doesn't know I'm here. And I can swear that everything I said is true. If I tell a lie, I will lose 500 years of my life."

"Hiss." There was a sound of people gasping for breath all around. Wow, if he is so cruel, he can cultivate to level 99. Even if he is good at health preservation, he may not be able to live so long.

While Poseidon was moved, there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes. He then sighed and said.

"Forget it, let's not talk about him. Since you've been to the Slaughter City, let me ask you, when you were in the Slaughter City, have you ever seen a Titled Douluo using the Clear Sky Hammer?"

Tang Chen?
After thinking for a moment, Tang Ya said with blinking eyes.

"I have only seen one Titled Douluo-level warrior, but his martial spirit is not the Clear Sky Hammer, but a sword. It seems to be called the Shura Demon Sword."

Hearing this, Poseidon's expression changed instantly, with joy and worry at the same time.

Shura Demon Sword! This means that Tang Chen has passed the seventh test of Shura God. The Shura Demon Sword is already in his hands. He is only two levels away from the last test of Shura God.

But why didn't he come back to see me for all these years?
What's more, the girl in front of him had obviously won the favor of the Shura God. Judging from this, it was very likely that Tang Chen must have had an accident.

"Tell me, how is that person now?"

As expected, he is worthy of being the person my grandfather likes. Just by casually mentioning the Shura Demon Sword, he guessed the identity of the King of Killing. Tang Ya thought about it and said casually.

"That person should be dying now."

"What!" Poseidon's expression changed instantly.

"Impossible, how could he die?"

"Did you do anything to him?"

Hearing this, Tang Ya shook her head repeatedly.

"Sister Poseidon, you misunderstood. The person who harmed him was Tang San, the son of Tang Hao, the younger brother of the Haotian Sect leader. I tried to persuade him at the time, but he didn't listen to me."

Poseidon couldn't help but frowned slightly and murmured.

"According to the generational order, Tang Hao's son is his great-grandson."

"No, it's impossible. As his great-grandson, how could he possibly attack him? Moreover, with his strength, a junior who is less than 20 years old cannot possibly hurt him."

Tang Ya said casually.

"When I met that man, he didn't seem to recognize Tang San. Moreover, he was the master of Slaughter City, the King of Slaughter. Tang San didn't attack him head-on, but just threw a fairy-grade herb that could expand the poison a thousand times into the underground spring of Slaughter City."

"When they were about to pass through the exit, I told him that the Slaughter City could be used to detain prisoners and keep those who were useful. He insisted that it was too evil and should not remain in the world, so he directly poisoned them. I was holding both of them at the time and couldn't stop him."

She doesn't want to kill Tang San, but she also doesn't want Tang San to obtain the Sea God's inheritance and go against the Spirit Hall, making things difficult for her. Isn't this a smart idea?