Douluo Continent: Peerless Angel Qian Renxue.

Chapter 861 Poseidon's Great Adventure

"Who goes there!"

Poseidon felt himself being bound, the threads tightening around his body, even slipping through the gaps in his golden divine armor and piercing directly into his body!

He twisted his body in shock, looking like a maggot from a distance, completely unrelated to the words "majestic god".

"What is Lord Poseidon doing?"

Within the wave barriers that Poseidon himself had conjured, the God of Slaughter and the God of War, who were receiving treatment, looked at Poseidon with puzzlement.

A strange thing happened. Although Poseidon felt countless flames appear beneath his feet, flames that even overflowed into an ocean, and his body was wrapped in threads extending from the Heavenly Sacred Abyss Halberd...

However, these "elements"—whether it be the sea of ​​fire or the purplish-black threads—do not exist in the eyes of outsiders. They only see Poseidon go mad after grasping the divine weapon with his right hand, as if he were possessed. Everything seems fake, except for the fart that came out, which really stinks.

It was as if he had been possessed by Luo Sanpao.

It turns out that Poseidon was trapped in an illusion, and this illusion only affected him; to outsiders, none of it existed.

The Prison of Reincarnation!

In the Douluo Continent, several sea monsters had suffered similar treatment. At that time, those monsters tried to interfere with Shen Yuanyi's divine test, but were stopped by Qian Renxue and dragged into this illusion called Reincarnation.

Anyone whose mental strength does not exceed Qian Renxue's will have no choice but to obediently enter this illusion. The illusion will end when Qian Renxue's mental strength drops below half.

Poseidon's divine sense was at the peak of the first level of the Divine Origin Realm, but he could not break free from Qian Renxue's mental illusion because Qian Renxue's divine sense had far surpassed his!

More than a hundred years ago, when Qian Renxue was controlling this Prison of Reincarnation, she used the method of making those ferocious beasts repeatedly reincarnate in their past experiences.

Poseidon's eyes began to glaze over. He felt as if he had been reborn. He awoke from his dazed state and saw only a disheveled middle-aged man sitting beside him, waving a small hammer at a stove.

"Who are you?" Poseidon looked at the man in front of him warily, but found that his voice had also changed. It was not his voice, but someone else's.

"Hmm?" The man turned around and looked sharply at Poseidon.

"As expected, I was right. How could an infant like you possibly survive the battle against Qian Xunji?" The man sneered, then grabbed Poseidon by the neck and began to strangle him. His calloused, rough hands rubbed Poseidon's chin. "Speak! Who are you?!"

Poseidon was being choked so hard he could barely breathe. He recognized the man in front of him, but couldn't place when he had seen him before.

He had lived for far too long, and he couldn't even remember how many living beings he had killed, let alone those he had encountered.

"How dare you! I am... Poseidon, the god of the sea!" He stammered, shocked to find that in this place, he had lost almost all of his abilities. Not to mention divine power and divine body, he now seemed to have lost even the most basic thing like "martial spirit"!

"You're the sea god?" the man sneered. "If you're the sea god, then I'm the god of asura."

"If you were still willing to continue being my obedient son, I could pretend I knew nothing. But since you've brought it up yourself, don't blame me for being impolite!"

The man tightened his grip and snapped Poseidon's neck.

"ah--!"

Poseidon cried out in shock. He finally remembered who this person was. No wonder he had some impression of this person. This person was Tang Haozi, the father of his former successor Tang San!

"you--!"

Poseidon was grabbed by Tang Hao and thrown into the furnace in front of him.

...Poseidon opened his eyes again, looking around blankly: "Am I... awake?"

But what responded to him was the surrounding shouts of killing, and the overwhelming smell of blood.

He immediately stood up, wanting to see what was happening around him, but the moment he stood up, he was surrounded by dozens of shirtless men.

"Where is this place?!" Poseidon exclaimed in shock, then sensed that his cultivation level was around level fifty.

Thankfully, this time I finally have some soul power as a foundation, so I have the ability to protect myself.

He no longer thinks about the idea that "I am a genius that only appears once in billions of years." Damn it, he must have fallen into some kind of illusion to become like this!

He stretched out his right hand, recalling the scene when he first began cultivating tens of thousands of years ago, wanting to summon his martial soul—the Golden Trident!

"puff--"

Then he farted with his right hand.

"This, how is this possible!" Poseidon exclaimed in shock. He clearly still had soul power, but he just couldn't summon his martial soul. How could this be? How could such a heaven-defying thing happen?

In his memory, only the Asura God's "Slaughter Domain" could have a similar magic-suppressing effect, depriving the opponent of the right to use their soul skills, but this could only block soul skills, not martial souls!

"Is this the brat who just killed two eight-ring opponents in the Hell Killing Arena?" One of the burly men grinned menacingly. "Look at his delicate skin, I really can't bear to kill him so easily."

Another shifty-eyed man next to the burly man egged him on, saying, "Brother Chen, are you hungry?"

"I think you're really hungry," another alluring woman said, raising her pinky finger.

Poseidon stared intently at it.

Holy crap, isn't this Poseidon, the high priest of Poseidon Island?

What's wrong with this world?

Poseidon was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

What kind of place is this? A hellish killing field! What kind of place is this?!

But before Poseidon could react, he heard footsteps beside him. It was the sound of a handsome man's footsteps that attracted Poseidon's attention.

"Sea Dragon..."

Poseidon's face lit up with joy: "Quickly, protect him! Protect him...!"

Before he could finish speaking, someone rushed up from the other side, hugged him, and then... no, it was a sharp tentacle that pierced directly into the hole in his body.

Poseidon is currently just a child with a soul power level of around 50. His identity as the sea god is merely an armor he takes for granted, and beneath that armor lies the heart of an ordinary person.

He didn't have time to think about where he was, but he gradually stopped struggling and was dragged into the basement by the puppets that had transformed into his own island guardian douluo. Then, Poseidon's slender and beautiful wrist swiftly cut off something of unknown origin.

After the bloody and tragic scene, Poseidon covered her eyes, and through her fingers, she saw the face of the man walking towards her—it was Tang Chen, a former successor of the God of Asura.

"A—!" he uttered a strange sound that sounded like both crying and laughing.