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Sea God Temple.
Day after day, the Sea God Poseidon sat in his divine seat, carrying out his duties. With a weary sigh, he muttered, "The Asura has already left… When will this kind of life come to an end? When will I be free?"
Suddenly, a voice filled with guilt came from the Sea God statue on Seagod Island in the lower realm. "Lord Seagod, Bo Saixi is guilty."
Poseidon's expression grew solemn as he asked in a commanding tone, "Bo Saixi, what has happened?" His voice echoed down to the lower realm, directly into Bo Saixi's ears.
Bo Saixi recounted everything that had happened over the past year and then said respectfully, "Lord Seagod, I deserted my post and failed to fulfill my duties as the Grand Priestess in guarding Seagod Island. I beg you to punish me."
Hearing this, Poseidon's interest was piqued. His gaze turned toward Spirit Hall and the child Qian Xunxi, lying in a cradle within the Hall of Worship. A hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. "This child has exceptional talent. He may be worthy of inheriting my divine position in the future."
"I pardon your crime. Take good care of that child. He may one day inherit my mantle."
"Thank you, Lord Seagod."
Bo Saixi's expression grew even more complicated upon hearing those words. The Sea God's decree was absolute. If the child was to inherit the divine position, she would one day have to sacrifice herself for him. Perhaps, for someone like her—a mother who had failed in her duties—this was the best possible outcome.
At that moment, footsteps echoed through the Sea God Temple. Poseidon looked up, only to see Qian Renhan enter.
"The new Asura God? What brings you here?" Poseidon frowned slightly and subconsciously stood up, a hint of tension rising in his chest.
With a flick of his wings, Qian Renhan vanished into a blur and reappeared right in front of Poseidon, seizing him by the neck and lifting him into the air with one hand. His fingers tightened slightly as he said, "I'm here to take something from you."
"Qian Renhan! Gods are forbidden from using violence in the Divine Realm. What do you think you're doing?!"
Poseidon roared in fury. Divine Sea energy surged from his body—after all, he was the mighty Sea God, a senior among gods—yet he was being lifted like a chicken by this newcomer.
"I said I just need something from you."
A wave of Qian Renhan's terrifying Sword Intent of Slaughter exploded from his body, instantly shredding Poseidon's divine sea energy to pieces.
Poseidon shouted, "Is this your way of taking something? What exactly do you want?!"
"Your Sea God's divine belief—transferred to the Angel God's position."
Qian Renhan's eyes flared with crimson light as evil divine power surged. The soul bone from the Silver Dragon King's head gleamed, and a torrent of dark soul power surged into Poseidon's mind.
"You're trying to control me?!"
Poseidon was shocked. Under the enhancement of the Silver Dragon King's head soul bone, Qian Renhan's massive spiritual power—already far beyond a God King's level—and the sinister divine energy inherited from the Evil God King, originator of all evil soul masters, rushed toward him.
"I don't understand! What have I done to offend you?" Poseidon cried. "You already killed my mount and destroyed my divine sense back then, but I never sought revenge. Why are you trying to control me now? I was planning to pass my divine position to Qian Xunxi!"
"Qian Xunxi? Who's that?" Qian Renhan asked coldly. A child with the surname Qian, of the Xun generation, who was apparently gifted enough to inherit the Sea God's legacy—someone from Spirit Hall?
Poseidon quickly explained, "He's the son of Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi. In terms of seniority, he would be your second uncle!"
"Never heard of him. Doesn't matter to me."
Qian Renhan sneered. As if he would care about a so-called "uncle" he'd never seen or heard of, someone who had just appeared out of nowhere.
As soon as he finished speaking, pitch-black soul power surged into Poseidon's eyes, ears, and nose, invading his mind and shrouding his consciousness. Qian Renhan could have easily destroyed Poseidon's consciousness completely—but doing so might attract attention from other gods. After all, he hadn't yet reached a level where he could reign supreme over the Divine Realm without consequence.
Moments later, Qian Renhan released his grip. Poseidon collapsed to the floor, his eyes vacant and soulless, as if his spirit had been stripped away.
"From now on, stay here in the Sea God Temple. I'll be the one controlling your divine authority."
"Yes, my lord," Poseidon replied respectfully.
With everything settled, Qian Renhan vanished from the Sea God Temple as if he had never been there.
Lower Realm — Spirit Hall.
At the Angel God statue, a golden pillar of light shot skyward and descended onto Qian Daoliu's forehead as he cradled the infant Qian Xunxi.
A six-winged angel mark appeared on his brow, and his expression instantly turned blank in shock.
At the same time — Slaughter City, Tang San's cabin.
Tang San sat cross-legged, desperately trying to suppress the killing intent within him. Not a single soul bone adorned his body. If not for his unwavering will to take revenge on Spirit Hall and the purifying effect of his Xuan Tian Technique, he would have long succumbed to bloodlust and transformed into a killing machine.
Bang! Bang! The sound of someone knocking on the door suddenly echoed.
"Who is it?" Tang San asked in a low voice, his eyes flashing with killing intent.
"It's me."
A melodious voice came from outside the door. Although Tang San had only heard this voice a few times, he immediately recognized it as belonging to Hu Liena.
Tang San's eyes blazed with murderous intent. This was a perfect opportunity to kill Hu Liena. If she were dead, no one would know that he, Tang San, was still alive, and he could seek revenge on Spirit Hall. However, he decided to wait and see what Hu Liena wanted before acting.
"Come in." Tang San suppressed the boiling killing intent within him.
Hu Liena looked at Tang San's handsome face, her heart racing. She got straight to the point. "I want to form an alliance with you."
"An alliance?" Tang San sneered, "You, from Spirit Hall, want to join forces with me, the orphan of Clear Sky Sect?"
"It's not like that," Hu Liena explained anxiously. "I know about the deep blood feud between Spirit Hall and Clear Sky Sect. Clear Sky Sect was destroyed by Spirit Hall."
Tang San silently observed her, ready to strike with his hidden sleeve sword if Hu Liena proved useless. In the Slaughter City, he had the confidence to kill her without anyone noticing.
Hu Liena continued, "Spirit Hall is made up of many factions, formed by various families. Unlike Clear Sky Sect, which only has the Tang family, the current rulers of Spirit Hall are the Qian family, the Angel Clan."
"What difference does that make?" Tang San narrowed his eyes. He could hardly restrain his rising killing intent if she kept talking.
"The position of Pope in Spirit Hall is open to competition," Hu Liena explained. "Just like my teacher, Bibi Dong, who was also a candidate. However, the Qian family is too powerful, which is why they have held the position of Pope for so long."
"What I want to say is that the Qian family is the one you have a grudge against, not Spirit Hall as a whole. Many factions within Spirit Hall haven't taken action against Clear Sky Sect, and the Soul Masters who did were just subordinates trying to make a living, forced into it."
Hu Liena expressed her views. She and her brother never participated in the conflict with Clear Sky Sect.
She was also dissatisfied with how the Pope allowed the Slaughter City, a place of extreme evil, to exist without interference.
Tang San thought for a moment. "It seems like Hu Liena is quite displeased with the Qian family. She could be useful."
"So, you want me to help you compete for the position of Pope?" Tang San asked, testing her intentions.
Hu Liena nodded. "The current Pope is far too terrifying. His cold-heartedness and strength—you've seen it for yourself. I can't fight him alone. Under his rule, Spirit Hall has become increasingly corrupt, only concerned with its own interests, completely disregarding the lives of the people of the continent. It has lost its former glory. If this continues, Spirit Hall will eventually perish. If I become the Pope, I will restore Spirit Hall and make it benefit the people again, reclaiming its title as the holy land of the continent."
"And you, as the orphan of Clear Sky Sect, have a deep enmity with the Angel Clan. Together, we will be the most trustworthy of allies."
"By taking the position of Pope, the Qian family will no longer be able to command the Soul Masters of Spirit Hall, which will also help you in your revenge."
(End of Chapter)