Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Clay, the Creator of All Things

All his obsessions, all his forbearance, all the humiliation he endured, and all his confidence in confronting Lu Yan were all entrusted to the position of the Sea God.

Without completing the divine examination, there is no succession to the divine throne.

Without a divine position, he could never escape Lu Yan's shadow, never avenge his deep-seated hatred, and would forever live under Lu Yan's crushing and toying with him.

He had a crystal-clear understanding of the battle he had just fought in the sky.

Even Tang Chen, at his peak and invincible, was still crushed and severely injured by Qian Daoliu, who was halfway to godhood, with a single sword strike.

Such a powerful ancestor was someone he could never contend with, even if he used all his trump cards.

As long as Tang Chen lives, the Eighth Trial will remain unsolved, and his path to godhood will forever be a dead end.

Great-grandfather, I'm sorry. For the future of the Haotian Sect, and for the sake of future generations becoming gods.

I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you!

Years of hardships and tribulations, physical and mental damage, suppressed obsessions, and endless humiliation completely crushed the last trace of family affection and bottom line in Tang San's heart.

He had no way out.

Today, only by having our ancestor offer sacrifices to Heaven can we break this deadlock!

"Cough cough..."

At the bottom of the pit, Tang Chen coughed up a mouthful of blood with difficulty. His lifeless eyes regained a little clarity. Looking at Tang Hao, whose face was full of anxiety, he felt a mix of exhaustion and disappointment, but more so, a sense of relief that all was lost.

"It's alright... The outcome is already decided... I accept my defeat wholeheartedly..."

His voice was weak, and the laws of judgment were constantly eroding his Asura divine power, to the point that he had lost most of the strength to even raise his hand.

Decades of obsession with victory and half a lifetime of arrogance shattered under that divine sword of judgment.

Even though he suffered a crushing defeat, he had no regrets. His battle was fair and just, and he was honorable in defeat.

But when he thought of Poseidon, of the missed opportunities of half his life, of the promise that they could not stay together unless they became gods, a touch of loneliness finally crossed his eyes.

Brother Qian, in the end you are still the better one!

Just as Tang Chen felt desolate and his injuries were uncontrollable, leaving him powerless to resist.

hum!

A silent, imperceptible tremor of divine power suddenly erupted from Tang San's body.

Probably no one expected this.

At this moment, this usually gentle, pure, and self-proclaimed righteous inheritor of the Sea God suddenly unleashed such a ruthless and decisive murderous intent.

The deathly stillness in Tang San's eyes completely vanished, replaced by a chilling indifference.

He clenched his right hand in the air, and the Trident of Poseidon appeared out of thin air.

The extremely condensed power of the Sea God erupted without reservation, and blue-gold divine light soared into the sky from his body.

Without hesitation, without doubt, without the slightest internal struggle.

Tang San's figure flashed out!

In the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of the unsuspecting Tang Chen!

"You mistress! What are you doing!"

Tang Hao, standing beside him, suddenly felt his pupils shrink and his hair stand on end. Extreme horror and disbelief overwhelmed him instantly.

He watched as his son, wielding a divine weapon, raised the deadly blade against his severely wounded and defenseless great-grandfather!

At this moment, Tang San's eyes were cold and his face was indifferent, devoid of sorrow or joy, and without a trace of human warmth.

"Great-grandfather, please forgive your great-grandson for being unfilial."

A deep, hoarse voice, devoid of any emotion, echoed in the deep pit.

"Your existence has severed my path to divinity."

"To complete the eighth trial of the Sea God, today, I have no choice but to ask the Ancestor to return to heaven!"

boom!!!

The moment the words left his mouth, Poseidon's Trident struck without reservation, slashing fiercely at Tang Chen's neck!

The speed was so fast, the timing so precise, and the point so ruthless that there was absolutely no room for maneuver!

Tang Chen was already seriously injured and had no power to resist.

Faced with Tang San's long-planned and all-out attack using his divine weapon, he didn't even have the right to dodge or resist.

puff!

One swift stroke and decapitation!

The power of the sea god surged violently in, instantly tearing apart Tang Chen's last remaining life force.

No one expected this.

Tang Chen did not die in his battle with Qian Daoliu, but instead died from Tang San's sneak attack!

He didn't even have time to leave a last message before he passed away so hastily!

This once invincible peak expert ended his life at the hands of his own junior.

It's truly heartbreaking.

"brute!!!"

A furious roar, filled with extreme rage and chilling intent, suddenly exploded from afar!

Poseidon, who had been standing quietly and observing the battle, underwent a complete change in expression. Her gentle and indifferent demeanor shattered, and her eyes surged with extreme coldness and fury.

The vast and boundless ocean power around her suddenly surged violently, causing the clouds and seas for hundreds of miles to churn wildly, and the entire world to change color.

In an instant, a torrential downpour began.

She had seen through victory and defeat, through obsession, and through decades of love, hate, and regret. She had already come to terms with it and was ready to let go of everything in her past with Tang Chen.

But she never expected this.

How could there be such heartless, immoral, and insane people in this world!

Even though Tang Chen was defeated and seriously injured, he was still a supreme expert of the old era and a close ancestor of Tang San!

Even if the divine test is unsolvable, even if the road ahead is hopeless, even if there is hatred in one's heart, how can one use one's own ancestor as a stepping stone, or use the lives of one's own blood relatives to pave one's own path to godhood!

At this moment, all the peace, all the relief, and all the tenderness in Poseidon's heart shattered from the ice.

She did let go of her feelings for Tang Chen, but from beginning to end, she never intended for Tang Chen to die!

Even Qian Daoliu had never thought of it!

Otherwise, that sword strike could very well have taken Tang Chen's life!

Chapter 398 Qian Daoliu Becomes a God, Tang San's Ultimate Realm

Qian Daoliu held back, but in the end, Tang Chen actually died at the hands of Tang San!

This was completely unacceptable to Poseidon!

The gaze directed at Tang San no longer held any regard for the Sea God's successor; it was filled only with bone-chilling coldness and utter disgust.

"Heinous and inhumane!"

"Tang San, you have already chosen your own death!"

Poseidon unleashed an overwhelming pressure, locking onto Tang San, who was wielding a blood-stained divine halberd in the deep pit.

If it weren't for the fact that the breakthrough of the Thousand Streams in the high sky was so crucial that it affected the overall situation of heaven and earth and could not be disturbed by external forces, Poseidon would have already disregarded everything and taken action to eliminate this heinous criminal who violated human ethics!

Below, Tang Hao stood frozen in place, his body cold and stiff, his mind blank.

He looked at the Poseidon Trident on his grandfather's body, and at Tang San's cold and ruthless profile. A deep-seated fear and sense of alienation completely overwhelmed him.

Is this the son he raised?

Is this the future of the Haotian Sect, the hope of the Haotian Sect?

At this moment, Tang Hao could not distinguish right from wrong, good from evil; he only felt a bone-chilling cold and endless absurdity.

Even if he had indeed been momentarily distracted, which was why he failed to stop Tang San's attack.

What a tragedy! Back then, when we discovered this child's abnormality, we should have killed him with our own hands!

Perhaps, then there wouldn't be so many changes today.

Tang Hao regretted it, but it was too late.

Now, there's no other way but to go down this dark path.

"Little Lu, is this the show you were talking about?" Qian Renxue looked at Tang San's ancestor killing with surprise.

Even she couldn't suppress the turmoil within her heart.

Tang San's behavior was truly inhumane.

Even she couldn't bring herself to kill someone as despicable as Bibi Dong.

However, Tang San showed no mercy to his great-grandfather.

Even if it's the first time the two have met, shouldn't there be some blood ties between them?

"I suppose so. Our ancestor's sacrificial ritual was incredibly powerful; such things are rare." Lu Yan transmitted his voice, "Our grandfather is about to complete his breakthrough."

As Lu Yan finished speaking, high in the sky...

All the turmoil, ancestral murders, and the collapse of human relations on the land below seemed to be completely isolated by an invisible divine barrier.

Qian Daoliu stood atop the heavens, his golden light contained within him, all laws returning to one.

He was completely undisturbed by any movement below, and his entire being had entered a state of selflessness, a state on the verge of becoming a god.

The ultimate law clash that just defeated Tang Chen, the countless insights into the laws of angels, the accumulated foundation of half a lifetime, plus the smooth path to godhood that Lu Yan had already paved for him.

All the accumulation, all the constraints, all the bottlenecks, are completely fulfilled at this moment!

Click!

It seemed as if an invisible barrier was breaking, and the sound rang in Qian Daoliu's ears.