Douluo: Legend of the Holy Land

Chapter 310 is nothing special.

Rumble!!!

Lightning flashed and thunder roared in the sky, seemingly venting the sea god's wrath. The terrifying pressure plunged the entire space into a state of oppression.

"Nothing special!"

Facing the terrifying aura and pressure of the Sea God, Xiao Yu remained fearless. His back was straight, and his powerful soul force surged from his body, condensing into an unparalleled force that met the Sea God's phantom.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the air vibrated as the two collided, unleashing a massive shockwave that uprooted even a centuries-old, rugged tree.

"Hmm? This kind of power?"

The phantom of the sea god frowned. Although he could only use a portion of his power due to the restrictions of the divine realm, it was still divine power. How could a mere mortal contend with divine power?

This kid is truly a variable; none of them should be allowed to live!

A fierce killing intent emanated from the Sea God. He reached out and grasped at the air, and the trident that was originally in Tang San's hand appeared in his hand and quickly enlarged into a behemoth tens of meters long.

The Sea God stepped forward, attacking Xiao Yu while simultaneously giving Tang San a boost. His aged voice echoed in Tang San's mind: "I have roamed the Douluo Water World for over a thousand years, finally attaining the position of Sea God. I created the Golden Thirteen Halberds, sweeping across the seas unchallenged. Now I will pass on the first three halberds to you, and I will only use them once. First move, Unpredictable Storms."

With a swing of his trident, Poseidon unleashed a golden halo that shot straight toward Xiao Yu.

Unpredictable Storms is the only restrictive skill among the Thirteen Golden Halberds created by the Sea God, and also the strongest restrictive skill. Once it hits an opponent, no matter how strong the opponent is, they will be unable to move an inch for eight seconds. It is known as the number one control skill in the divine realm.

Xiao Yu did not resist, seemingly allowing the golden halo to trap him.

Although Poseidon did not understand Xiao Yu's intention, he still followed up by using the second move of the Golden Thirteen Halberds, "A Thousand Years of Empty Space".

As the trident was swung, bursts of dazzling golden light shot out from it, pouring down on Xiao Yu like a deluge.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Terrifying roars rang out one after another, and the billowing dust instantly obscured Xiao Yu's figure. However, this did not affect the Sea God's steps to unleash the next move. In the Sea God's perception, Xiao Yu should still be under the restriction of the Unstable Storm, and the halo of the Unstable Storm was the best aid for his positioning.

The Golden Thirteen Halberds, Third Form: Gone Without Return!

Poseidon raised his trident, channeling divine power into it. A beam of illusory golden light shot out from the trident, piercing through the smoke and the energy fluctuations emanating from the turbulent waves, accurately locating Xiao Yu.

"go!"

With a loud shout, Poseidon hurled his trident with all his might, tearing through the void and heading straight for Xiao Yu.

boom!

Another earth-shattering explosion rang out, distorting the space around it. The violent energy fluctuations had already triggered strange phenomena in the heavens and earth, as if the sky was about to collapse.

Tang San stared wide-eyed in the direction the trident was attacking, thinking to himself, "Under such a terrifying attack, Xiao Yu must be dead by now."

"Hmph, so this is the so-called Golden Thirteen Halberds? It's nothing special after all!"

A mocking voice came from the smoke. As the smoke cleared, Xiao Yu's figure was revealed. Not even the hem of his clothes was torn. The only difference was that Xiao Yu was no longer releasing the Underworld Lord Martial Soul, but a huge scythe that was entirely blood red.

Red, red, red, red, red, red, red!

Nine bright red, 100,000-year-old soul rings surrounded the scythe, making its aura even more terrifying.

"He also possesses twin martial souls!"

Tang San's pupils contracted slightly. Having twin martial souls was already his greatest advantage against Xiao Yu, but he never expected that this advantage would be shattered by Xiao Yu at this moment. Not only did Xiao Yu also have twin martial souls like him, but he had also long ago solved the problem of the backlash of twin martial souls and cultivated his second martial soul to the point of having a full set of 100,000-year soul rings.

It was at this moment that Xiao Yu finally revealed his soul power level: level ninety-nine, a quasi-god realm, making him the undisputed number one on the continent.

Whether it's Poseidon, Qian Daoliu, or even Tang Chen, who had already fallen at Xiao Yu's hands but returned to his peak, none of them could be Xiao Yu's match.

Because if Xiao Yu wanted to, he could break through to the level of 100 at any time.

The reason he didn't do that is quite simple: his later advancements, especially those few levels that felt like crossing chasms for a Title Douluo, relied on the boost from condensing a spirit ring for his second martial soul to break through quickly. Therefore, he needed time to settle down and accumulate experience in order to consolidate his own realm.

Otherwise, blindly raising one's level will be like Tang San's – a castle in the air, flashy but impractical, and inevitably leading to defeat once a protracted battle begins.

"The power of death!"

The moment the Grim Reaper's scythe appeared, the sea god's terrified voice rang out.

He sensed a power comparable to Xiao Yu's from Xiao Yu's second martial soul. There was no mistake; it was the divine power of the first-level god, the God of Death, who had been assassinated by him and the God of Asura decades ago.

"Poseidon, it's wonderful that you recognized me!"

Xiao Yu grinned, revealing a row of pearly white teeth: "As the saying goes, every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt its debtor. Now, pay for your life against death!"

"Wishful thinking! He was just a fallen god; how much power could he possibly leave you?"

Amidst the angry shouts, the sea god suddenly raised his hands high, and his divine armor burst forth with dazzling light, revealing a phantom of a vast blue ocean beside him.

Poseidon's trident pointed forward, and instantly the waves surged, unleashing an unparalleled power of the sea that hurtled towards Xiao Yu.

At the same time, the voice of the Sea God suddenly rang in Tang San's mind: "Run!"

Although the Sea God claimed to be fearless, he was actually uncertain. The God of Death had indeed fallen, and the divine power left in Xiao Yu was very limited. However, he was not in his true form, so the divine power he could use was also very limited. As both were first-level gods, the God of Death's chosen successor, Tang San, was clearly stronger than Xiao Yu.

Tang San's expression changed drastically. He looked at Xiao Yu, who was wielding the Death Scythe and facing the endless sea, with disbelief.

Could it be that even the Sea God, a deity, is not confident of victory against Xiao Yu?

Just how powerful has Xiao Yu become?

Although unwilling, Tang San could not ignore the Sea God's warning. He released the Eight Spider Lances, turned a corner, took the trident that the Sea God had thrown, and fled out of the city at top speed.

(End of this chapter)