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Without hesitation, the Golden Dragon King opened its massive jaws and swallowed the incoming First-Class God. The blood essence and divine energy contained in a First-Class God were a tremendous tonic for it.
"Hey, wait a minute. Why is the Ice God so tough? I can't even bite through this block of ice. Isn't this just a First-Class God?"
Before the slow-witted Golden Dragon King could figure out what was going on, Qian Renhan snapped his fingers. "Explode."
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The wounds on the Golden Dragon King's body, previously sealed with ominous black ice, erupted in violent explosions. Flesh and blood burst open. Yet these injuries were not fatal; without the ultimate ice sealing the wounds, the dragon could use its vast life force to regenerate. The true fatal damage came from the explosion of Poseidon within its body.
Poseidon was, after all, a First-Class God, his body brimming with divine Sea God power. Before he could unleash his ultimate skill, Twilight of the Sea God, he was frozen and interrupted by Qian Renhan. All of Poseidon's flesh, blood, and divine power were sealed in that moment—turning him into a self-destructing bomb made of pure divine essence. This was the full-force explosion of a First-Class God who had sacrificed everything.
And it all happened inside the Golden Dragon King's physical body.
BOOOOM—!
A massive blue-gold sphere of light detonated. A third of the Golden Dragon King's body, including its abdomen, was blasted into shreds. Its massive dragon form was torn in half, blood and flesh raining down from the sky.
Even a mighty being like the Golden Dragon King could not withstand such a blow. It died instantly. Perhaps even in its final moments, it could not understand—how could a mere First-Class Ice God resort to self-destruction to kill it? Was that god insane?
"Fallen Angel Domain."
Qian Renhan unleashed the aura of his Evil God throne, completely engulfing the Golden Dragon King's body. The dragon's body was a treasure trove—especially its immense life force and superior flesh. There was no way Qian Renhan would let such divine resources go to waste.
Back in the lower realm, Qian Renhan had spared the Silver Dragon King's body only because of the Spirit Hall's reform. After the reformation, the Soul-Hunting Forest had completely collapsed, and poaching in the Star Dou Forest had risen exponentially. With the acquisition of the Xuan Tian Technique, Spirit Hall's power had surged, and the demand for high-level soul rings continued to grow. If things continued this way, soul beast resources would be rapidly exhausted.
The Silver Dragon King's corpse had been buried deep beneath the Star Dou Forest. Its divine blood and draconic essence had seeped into the earth, stimulating soul beast cultivation and accelerating their evolution—just like a natural breeding catalyst. And as half of the Dragon God, the Silver Dragon King's stimulation effect far surpassed that of any auspicious beast.
For the future of Spirit Hall, Qian Renhan reluctantly spared the Silver Dragon King's essence—but there was no such hesitation with the Golden Dragon King.
From the Golden Dragon King's corpse emerged a seven-colored divine ring, a dazzling golden torso bone, and a divine core radiating golden light. Blood aura circled around the divine ring, adding to its terrifying appearance.
"Qian Renhan, you killed the Sea God!" The God of Destruction flew in, his fury palpable.
Qian Renhan crushed this accusation as easily as squashing an ant. Calmly, indifferently, he said, "A guy who was already planning to leave the God Realm came to cause trouble. So what if I killed him? Instead of whining about such trivial matters, you'd better focus on managing the massive region of the Forbidden Zone and think about how to rebuild the God Realm."
With that, Qian Renhan waved his hand and took away the Golden Dragon King's corpse, divine core, soul ring, and soul bone—leaving behind only a pile of ribs.
"Lord Destruction, what about us?"
The other gods present all stared greedily at the Golden Dragon King's ribs. Its entire body was a treasure trove, and with some crafting, these ribs could be turned into divine weapons. Who would say no to more divine artifacts?
Most of the First-Class Gods present—excluding the main god-level ones—didn't even own divine weapons. And Poseidon's Sea God Trident was no ordinary weapon; it was a supreme divine artifact that helped him become the strongest among the First-Class Gods.
That trident was originally meant to be passed on to Tang San. However, in his desire for revenge, Poseidon had summoned it back to himself, and it never made it into Tang San's hands.
Destruction immediately began planning the future strategy for the God Realm. After a moment's thought, he declared, "Each First-Class God without a divine weapon may take one rib. If there are more or fewer, the distribution will be decided through duels."
The Second-Class Gods around them looked utterly dejected. These divine weapons of the future were clearly beyond their reach.
In the Lower Realm, Sea God Inheritance Grounds
Time rewinds to when Qian Renhan released the Light of Time and Space, exhausting a massive amount of spiritual power. Poseidon regained consciousness. As he looked down, he saw that everything below was barren—one particular area was still bleeding. Tang San's hoarse roars of agony filled the air. Poseidon was stunned and immediately removed the chains binding Tang San.
"Tang San!"
"Lord Sea God... has the inheritance ceremony ended?" Tang San's voice was hoarse and frail, full of exhaustion and pain.
"It's over."
Poseidon's face was twisted with endless fury. He was just about to end the broadcast and explain everything to Tang San, when suddenly, like a dying flame flaring one last time, Tang San rose to his feet. His bloodshot eyes blazed with madness and murderous hatred. With a flick of his left hand, the Clear Sky Hammer—with six black and three red soul rings—appeared in his grip. Without warning, he struck down on Poseidon's unguarded divine projection, smashing it to pieces.
Eight consecutive blows.
Tang San had already inherited 80% of the Sea God's divine power. Crushing this remaining wisp of Poseidon's divine consciousness was an effortless task.
After the divine consciousness disappeared, the Sea God Inheritance Grounds began to tremble. A powerful, respectful voice rang out:
"Ninth Trial of the Sea God complete. Sea God inheritance successful. All soul rings will be granted an additional 50,000 years of age."
"THE SEA GOD DESCENDS—!"
"AHHH—!"
But Tang San didn't feel even a shred of excitement at becoming the Sea God. Instead, he let out a crazed, agonized scream. His heart surged with hatred—the purity he once had was torn away, violated. It was a humiliation beyond words. A disgrace of the highest order. He wanted to destroy the true body of the Sea God. He wanted to annihilate Poseidon. What inheritance? What Sea God? It was all bullshit!
Inside the Sea God Hall, Tang San rubbed his face furiously with both hands, trying to suppress the twisted rage beneath. He forced himself to resume his usual blank, composed expression, putting on the appearance of modesty and grace—the image of a courteous and refined man.
After several minutes of deep breathing and reminiscing about his joyful life with Xiao Wu when she was six, Tang San's contorted expression finally returned to a barely calm state. He stepped out of the golden doors and ascended Sea God Mountain on Sea God Island.
At the foot of Sea God Mountain, the Six Sacred Pillar Douluo of Sea God Island knelt on one knee, their expressions varied.
"We greet Lord Sea God."
"Please, elders, rise. You may still call me Xiao San as before," Tang San said with a warm smile, raising the six Douluo into the air with a wave of his hand.
"Elder Sea Spear, your expression seems... off. Did something happen?" Tang San noticed the unease on their faces and turned to ask the strongest among them.
"Lord Sea God, please forgive us!" Sea Spear once again dropped to one knee and cupped his fists respectfully.
A bad feeling rose in Tang San's chest. "Elder Sea Spear, what exactly happened? I just spread my divine consciousness and sensed no issues on Sea God Island."
"Lord Sea God... I truly did not know the details of your Ninth Trial would be so... unspeakable. I accidentally raised my head and witnessed your divine trial, thereby offending your divine dignity. Please, grant me pardon."
"Please forgive us, Lord Sea God." ×5
"Please forgive us, Lord Sea God!" ×N
Following Sea Spear Douluo's lead, the other five Sacred Pillar Douluo—and even all the sea soul beasts of Sea God Island—rushed in from all around the island. Many of the sea beasts in the surrounding ocean, those still loyal to the Sea God and who had witnessed the trial, hurried to gather around the island's perimeter, collectively pleading for Tang San's forgiveness.
Tang San's formerly gentle expression froze on the spot. His face turned dark instantly—faster than flipping a page in a book. Overwhelmed by fury, he coughed up a mouthful of blood. His expression twisted into something demonic—more twisted than even a Rakshasa—as a voice filled with murderous wrath echoed across Sea God Island:
"Every one of you… is courting death. You all deserve to die!"
(End of Chapter)