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The Rakshasa God was completely speechless at the thoughts swirling in Tang San's mind. "Back to the main point, Tang San. I know you're trying to conceal the matter of inheriting the Sea God's legacy, but I'm telling you—it's impossible. A deity can only gain full strength after ascending to the God Realm and obtaining recognition from the realm's core. You're merely a first-level god, and your power is continuously declining."
"If you unleash a massacre upon the creatures of this world, the God Realm Committee will take notice. Gods will descend to punish you, and you may even be stripped of your divine status."
Tang San roared, "So I should let Poseidon humiliate me, Tang San, without consequence? After the humiliation I've suffered, Poseidon gets to walk away unscathed?"
"The transfer of divine positions requires formalities to be completed in the God Realm. Once you ascend and report to the God Realm Committee, they will naturally judge Poseidon's crimes," the Rakshasa God replied, deliberately withholding the fact that Poseidon had already perished alongside the Golden Dragon King.
"I'm only telling you this: if you want to keep this matter from spreading, you must inherit my divine position. Your resentment is powerful enough to raise my position to the level of a Divine King. Only as a Divine King would you have the power to annihilate Douluo Star with a single blow—and only then would the God Realm Committee be too late to stop you. The choice is yours."
The Rakshasa God was in no rush. If Tang San didn't have the potential to elevate her divine position, she wouldn't have wasted so many words. In fact, she owed Poseidon a bit of gratitude for making this possible.
"Fine, I'll inherit your divine position. But if you dare act like Poseidon, then after my inheritance, I'll ascend to the God Realm and kill you myself!"
Tang San spoke coldly. Possessing dual divine positions, he was confident he could eliminate both the Rakshasa God and Poseidon. As for the hatred against the sect and his family and friends—compared to being humiliated twice—Tang San, no matter how filial or determined to destroy the Spirit Hall, could not tolerate such disgrace.
Two hours later, above Sea God Island, countless gloomy violet-black clouds gathered. Within them appeared a massive, malevolent gate, over a hundred meters tall, radiating pure evil. Strange runes covered its surface, their characters twisted and grotesque.
Moments later, the gate creaked open. Tang San emerged, clad in fierce violet-black armor, wielding the Rakshasa Demon Scythe. His Clear Sky Hammer now bore a golden soul ring.
Looking coldly in the direction of the Spirit Hall, Tang San muttered, "Spirit Hall, it's time for you to repay your debt."
He paid no attention to the beasts beneath him, drawn by the scent of blood to feast on the corpses left by Sea God Island's destruction. After inheriting the Rakshasa God's position, his mindset had shifted once again. Killing these beasts was pointless—he'd rather wait until he became a Divine King and rewrite the memories of all creatures in this realm, turning them into his most loyal slaves.
Every Divine King had their own territory in the realms under their jurisdiction. Since Tang San had ascended from Douluo Star and was destined to become a Divine King, it was only right that he ruled over this world.
Then, Tang San transformed into a purple meteor of killing intent and shot toward Spirit Hall. As he flew across the continent, he saw that the Heaven Dou Empire and Star Luo Empire were already at war. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers clashed, blood spilled like rivers, and the battle showed no sign of stopping.
Tang San only gave the scene a glance before losing interest. His previous support for the Heaven Dou Empire had merely been a tactic to delay the Star Luo Empire and Spirit Hall, giving himself time to grow. Now, none of that mattered. He was a god. What did it matter to him who won or how many died? He would soon ascend to the God Realm and rule this land.
To him, the creatures of this world were nothing more than resources to fuel his strength. The more casualties in the war between the two empires, the greater the resentment generated—and that would empower his Rakshasa God position. The surviving beings, once under his control, could fuel his Sea God position with their faith. Either way, he would benefit.
Just tens of thousands of meters from Spirit Hall, a terrifying sword aura slashed down from the heavens. Tang San's eyes erupted with purple-golden light as he immediately raised the Rakshasa Demon Scythe to block the blow.
"Who is it?" Tang San's expression changed—there was no doubt the attacker was a god.
Golden and black light burst into the sky, dyeing the entire heavens in two tones. At the center of this light floated a stunningly beautiful woman in a golden-black battle dress. She had ten soul rings—eight red and two gold—beneath her feet, and wielded two swords: one golden and one black. Behind her fluttered five pairs of wings. Her long hair, half gold and half white, danced in the wind as she looked down on Tang San.
"You're Qian Renxue… you became a god too!" Tang San was slightly stunned by her drastic change in appearance, then quickly recovered and said coldly, "That aura… you've inherited dual god positions as well? Since you've become a god, then this battle will be fair."
Qian Renxue replied calmly, "Tang San, before we begin our fight, I must thank you."
Tang San narrowed his eyes. "Thank me? For what?"
"Thank you for inheriting the Sea God's divine position. It allowed Spirit Hall to finally understand what the ninth Sea God trial truly entails. To be honest, our Angel Clan once had a very promising candidate for the Sea God's position. That person was my second uncle. But luckily, you inherited it instead—otherwise, the one suffering in that light barrier would've been him," Qian Renxue said calmly.
Good news never travels far, but bad news spreads like wildfire. Ever since Poseidon passed on the Sea God's legacy, the news had gone viral. Virtually the entire continent already knew. After all, Poseidon had XXXXed Tang San eight times in total, and Tang San destroyed Sea God Island and took a considerable amount of time to complete the Rakshasa God trials.
Hearing this, Tang San's chest heaved violently. His eyes reddened, and he panted like a wild beast as he roared, "I'm going to kill you!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Qian Renxue's eyes lit up with violet-gold brilliance. Her divine power transformed into threads that bound the black sword and lashed out at Tang San, while she herself charged forward, wielding the golden sword in hand.
"This technique… this control—your hands, that's the Mysterious Jade Hand! And your eyes, that's the Vast Realm's Purple Demon Eye! Even your moves—Crane Capture and Dragon Subduing!" Tang San batted aside the black sword with the Rakshasa Demon Scythe and swiftly shifted to defense. But before he could fully gather his strength, Qian Renxue's sword struck, sending him flying.
"You thieves! You've stolen the secret techniques of my Tang Sect!" Tang San stared into Qian Renxue's violet-gold eyes, filled with fury, hatred, and even envy. It had taken him nearly twenty years—and countless fortunate encounters—to cultivate the Purple Demon Eye to the Vast Realm level. How could Qian Renxue possibly have done it so easily?
Qian Renxue simply gave a faint smile, offering no response. Her ten wings flared behind her as she lunged at Tang San once again. The scythe and the twin swords clashed relentlessly, sending shockwaves across the sky that scattered the clouds for tens of thousands of meters.
Under the gaze of the Purple Demon Eye, Tang San's every move was laid bare before Qian Renxue. She could effortlessly analyze and counter him. Though Tang San possessed the same ability, his movements were gradually falling behind her speed.
With an identical build and configuration, when it came to fighting at the same level, Tang San had always performed poorly. In the original story, even with so many supreme techniques, an absurd soul ring setup, divine weapons—some even beyond divine—and deep background, he still only managed to barely suppress the artificially boosted Qian Renxue. She had even burned her divine position to erase his Sea God power. That alone proved how lacking Tang San's combat ability truly was at equal levels.
(End of Chapter)