Douluo: Martial Soul Asura Sword, Supreme Killing God

Poseidon suddenly stepped forward, stood on tiptoe, and whispered sweetly in Su Mo's ear, her red lips close to his:

"We haven't seen each other for so long, I think..."

The warm breath brushed against his ear, and upon hearing the whisper in his ear, Su Mo's heart began to beat faster.

Without saying a word, he picked up Poseidon and carried her to her palace.

Soon, the two arrived at the palace.

The door slammed shut behind me.

Before Su Mo could put Poseidon down, she tightened her grip, suddenly raised her head, and pressed her red lips to hers.

Soon, the two began cultivating their martial spirits...

It wasn't until evening that Su Mo and his companion left the palace and arrived at the foot of the steps of the Sea God's Light.

At this moment, Bibi Dong and the other two women had just finished their cultivation for the day.

They rose from the steps of the sea god's light, stretching their somewhat stiff bodies.

When they saw Su Mo return, the weariness between their brows instantly vanished, and they all rushed to greet him.

"Su Mo, when did you get back?" Bibi Dong asked first.

Her gaze swept back and forth between Su Mo and Poseidon, and she suddenly felt a pang of jealousy.

She could tell at a glance what the two of them had been doing.

"I just got back not long ago," Su Mo said with a smile.

"Has the Heart of the Sea God been found?" Ah Yin asked curiously.

"It has been found."

Poseidon retrieved the Heart of the Sea God from her soul tool and displayed it to everyone.

The girls curiously crowded around, examining the object that was related to the gods.

But after looking at it for a long time, they still couldn't see anything special about it.

"Xixi, try to see if you can make it recognize you as its owner," Su Mo said.

Poseidon responded softly, biting her finger with a mixture of trepidation and anticipation.

Crimson blood beads seeped out and dripped onto the Vast Ocean Universe Cover.

All eyes were fixed on the Vast Ocean Universe Cover.

Surprisingly, the blood did not slide down the smooth surface of the mask; instead, it was drawn in by an invisible force and slowly seeped into it, as if it were being accepted by some mysterious power.

In a short while, the blue halo on the surface of the Vast Ocean Universe Cover gradually turned red.

Perhaps it was because Poseidon had already undergone the eight highest levels of trials, making his physique far superior to that of ordinary people.

Perhaps the Sea God deliberately went easy on Su Mo out of respect for the God of Asura, doing him a favor.

In short, the whole process went surprisingly smoothly without any setbacks.

Before long, Poseidon successfully established contact with the Heart of the Sea God and gained its approval.

"Sister Xixi, did you succeed?" Ye Qingshuang asked curiously.

Poseidon nodded excitedly: "It's a success."

"Congratulations!" Bibi Dong and the other two women immediately congratulated her.

"So what's your next assessment?" Ah Yin asked curiously.

“Pull out the Trident of Poseidon.” Poseidon’s tone was somewhat solemn.

"What is that?" Ah Yin asked, puzzled.

“The Sea God’s artifact weighs 108,000 jin,” Poseidon explained simply.

"What?!" Ye Qingshuang exclaimed in surprise, "It's so heavy! How is it possible to lift it?"

One hundred and eight thousand catties is beyond the reach of human power.

Even if a power-type Title Douluo went all out, they might not be able to shake it.

"I believe Xixi can do it." Su Mo smiled.

Upon hearing Su Mo's words, Poseidon felt instantly at ease.

With Su Mo by my side, even the most difficult things are no problem.

She believed that one day she would be able to pull it up.

"It's getting late. You've all had a long day of cultivation. Let's head back first," Su Mo said with a smile.

The girls immediately nodded.

"Sister Xixi, do you want to come along?" Ye Qingshuang asked with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Poseidon blushed slightly and said softly, "You all go ahead, I won't go."

Anyway, she had already eaten her fill in the afternoon.

"Alright then, we'll head back now. See you tomorrow."

The women said goodbye to Poseidon and then surrounded Su Mo as they headed towards his residence.

Poseidon stood there, watching their figures gradually disappear into the distance...

Chapter 153 The Choice of the Haotian Sect

The following morning, at Haotian Sect.

Tang Xiao's figure appeared on the back mountain of the sect.

The journey from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to the Haotian School was long, and he traveled all night, only returning to his sect at this moment.

Upon returning, he didn't even have time to catch his breath before heading straight to the back mountain to find his grandfather, Tang Chen, and report on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Tang Xiao did not go to find Tang Wei.

Since the news of Tang Hao's death reached the Haotian Sect, Tang Wei seemed to have been completely drained of his energy and spirit.

Overwhelmed with grief and anger, his health deteriorated day by day, and he can no longer withstand any stimulation.

If Tang Xiao were to go and tell him about Tang Hao, and then provoke him into something serious, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Moreover, Ning Fengzhi's words were ultimately just speculation, and he couldn't provide any solid evidence.

As for the alliance with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, there's no need to consult Tang Wei and the other elders.

Because in the Haotian Sect, Tang Chen embodies the sect's will.

His decision was the decision of the entire sect.

This is without exception.

Even though Tang Chen has been retired for many years and lives a secluded life in the mountains, detached from worldly affairs.

Soon, Tang Xiao walked along the familiar bluestone path and stopped in front of a tightly closed wooden door.

He called out loudly, "Grandpa, your grandson requests an audience."

As soon as he finished speaking, the wooden door creaked open without any wind.

Tang Xiao took a deep breath and stepped inside.

After taking only a few steps, a sudden blur appeared before my eyes, and a burly figure silently appeared in the courtyard.

This person was Tang Chen.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm:

"Xiao'er, what brings you here today?"

Tang Xiao bowed first, then straightened up and recounted in detail what had happened at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Tang Chen listened quietly without saying a word.

But as Tang Xiao narrated, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and his originally calm gaze gradually sharpened.

It must be said that Ning Fengzhi's words were not entirely without merit.

Tang Hao's strength was something his grandfather knew better than anyone else.

In Tang Hao's hands, the Haotian Hammer was as easy to wield as an extension of his own arm.

Even in the Killing City where soul skills are restricted, with his masterful Haotian technique, it would be no easy task for those fallen ones to take his life.

In fact, he had great doubts back in the Killing City.

However, the Killing City was not only chaotic, but also isolated from the outside world, with no information available. He couldn't find any clues at all, so in the end he could only reluctantly believe the words of the Killing King.

But now, Ning Fengzhi's words have brought to light all the doubts he had buried in his heart.

If Su Mo had happened to be in the City of Slaughter at that time, with his 100,000-year-old soul bone, even if he couldn't use soul skills, it would have been incredibly easy for him to attack Tang Hao.

Thinking of this, a mixture of grief over the loss of his grandson and anger at being deceived suddenly rose from the bottom of Tang Chen's heart.

Seeing Tang Chen's face ashen and his silence for a long time, Tang Xiao finally couldn't help but tentatively speak:

"Grandpa, what do you think about this matter?"

Tang Chen snorted coldly: "That brat Ning Fengzhi has quite the scheme!"

He wasn't oblivious to Ning Fengzhi's thoughts.

The speculation about Tang Hao's death is merely a pretext he used to incite the Haotian Sect to form an alliance; there is no concrete evidence to support it.

But Ning Fengzhi's words struck a nerve, hitting the sore spot in his heart.

Tang Xiao asked cautiously, "Grandpa, what do you mean...?"

Tang Chen did not answer directly, but instead asked:

"Xiao'er, what do you think are the chances of the Clear Sky Sect winning if it were to go to war with the Spirit Hall now?"

Tang Xiao was taken aback, and pondered for a moment:

"Qian Daoliu's strength is comparable to yours, Grandpa. The Spirit Hall also has a host of titled experts like Golden Crocodile Douluo, plus that unfathomable Su Mo. If a full-scale war breaks out, the chances of winning are probably less than 30%."