Tang San's Seventh Challenge

This time, it was Tang San's Seventh Trial!

Tang San's hair had now turned a deep, Mo Lan. When he looked at the Great Priest Bo Saixi in front of him, his eyes were filled with emotionless indifference, as if he were looking at a stranger.

In Tang San's eyes, the person in front of him had repeatedly blocked him from passing the Divine Trial, which was undoubtedly hindering him from becoming stronger and preventing him from taking revenge on the Spirit Hall.

Furthermore, given that Bo Saixi was so close to her great-grandfather Tang Chen, a biologist with whom she had already fallen out, how could Tang San possibly give her a friendly look? Currently, he was only putting on a show because they were under the same roof on Sea God Island and he needed the latter's help to begin the Divine Trial.

"High Great Priest, please begin."

Tang San held the Clear Sky Hammer in his right hand, the Asura Demonic Arm. Eight Soul Ring of various colors—purple, black, and red—emerged from the Clear Sky Hammer, radiating a terrifying aura. This clearly demonstrates the immense effort Poseidon, the Sea God, had put into this successor!

The Asura Demonic Arm, originating from the Asura Divine Power, continuously transmits power into the Clear Sky Hammer, making its killing power even stronger.

"Okay, let's begin."

Bo Saixi expressionless, exchanged a glance with Tang Chen beside her, and then leaped lightly onto the Soul Fighting Arena.

Bo Saixi naturally had full confidence in her own strength. She was once one of the three strongest people in the world. On this Sea God Island, even if Tang Chen went all out, he would have no chance of defeating her.

Surrounded by an endless ocean, Bo Saixi is undoubtedly the number one Spirit Master world.

Even the terrifying deep-sea behemoth, whose cultivation surpassed that of the Golden-eyed Black Dragon King Di Tian, the king of the Deep Sea Demon Whale Clan, suffered repeated losses and gained no advantage in his battles against Bo Saixi.

Even though the Sixth Trial limited her power to only the first six Soul Skills and prevented her from borrowing the power of the temple, she was still an invincible opponent for Tang San.

Although Tang San's Soul Power had reached level 81 and he had obtained several powerful Soul Ring, it was still a pipe dream for him to stand alone against Level Ninety-Nine supreme expert for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

But precisely because of this, Tang San received incredibly generous rewards for passing this test. The Sea God would directly bestow upon him a demigod-level Dragon Clan Head Soul Bone, as well as a three-level increase in Soul Power Level.

This temptation led Tang San to give it his all time and time again. Although the first six challenges ended with him being crushed by Bo Saixi, he persisted for longer and longer periods of time.

From being instantly defeated as soon as they showed their faces, to now being able to hold out for half an incense stick's time even after revealing all their cards, this is already a significant improvement.

Even Tang Chen, Tang San's great-grandfather who had fallen out with him, couldn't help but marvel at how his mediocre great-grandson did indeed possess some fighting talent. With the help and protection of the Sea God, Tang San truly had the air of a powerful figure.

But in the end, Tang Chen shook his head with a self-deprecating smile.

So what if one possesses a bit of the aura of a strong person?

The new generation of the Spirit Hall next door has already gained the ability to fight against the strongest.

They're already a strong player.

Even though he only meant well by reminding his great-grandson not to try to stop a chariot in vain, so that he could save his life, Tang San took it as abusive language, and Tang Chen had no way to deal with it.

Although he possesses strength approaching that of a demigod, Tang Chen has long since lost the ambition to pursue the strongest. Having reached the point closest to death, and now reborn, he only desires to live a peaceful life with his lover in a secluded corner, while also protecting his sect, given their blood ties.

Aside from that, Tang Chen no longer had any lofty ideals; he had already seen through the reality.

"Senior, please forgive me."

Tang San's expression was cold, and he went all out from the start. His right arm, which was imbued with divine power, gripped the handle of the Clear Sky Hammer, and he launched a fierce attack.

"Clear Sky Hammer, Chaotic Cloak!"

After his previous failed attempts, Tang San knew that with his current strength, it was almost impossible for him to defeat Bo Saixi was of a higher level. Only by combining his Soul Skill and using the Clear Sky Ultimate Technique, the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, to continuously accumulate power could he have a chance to defeat Bo Saixi.

The Clear Sky Hammer swung with a gust of wind, and Tang Chen, watching from afar, subtly shook his head. The Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer was a signature move he had perfected. Bo Saixi, one of the three great masters of the previous era, had fought him many times, with each side having their share of victories and defeats, Tang Chen having a slight edge. However, after so many encounters, how could Bo Saixi not know the weakness of this move? That weakness lay in disrupting the rhythm of the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer's ability to redirect force, preventing the power from accumulating.

Tang San is still trying to use this stubborn method to defeat Bo Saixi through cleverness, which is extremely difficult.

"Second Spirit Skill, Ocean Current Whirlwind."

Bo Saixi gently reached out and grasped the seemingly Qian Jun Clear Sky Hammer. With a reverse push, Tang San was sent flying backward. Immediately afterward, the black Second Spirit Ring's electric charge, along with blue waves containing the power of the ocean, attacked Tang San, who was flying in the air.

"Blue Silver Grass, Entanglement."

In a moment of quick thinking, Tang San used his Blue Silver Grass to hook onto a nearby pillar and dodge the attack. Otherwise, Tang San couldn't even imagine the outcome if he had taken a Ten Thousand Year Spirit Skill from a Peerless Douluo head-on.

"Fourth Spirit Skill, Vortex Prison!"

Bo Saixi immediately changed her move, and water elements materialized into a violently flowing Vortex Prison beside Tang San. Tang San had fallen victim to this move in the previous challenges.

Alarm bells rang in Tang San's mind, and he immediately activated his Martial Soul Avatar, disregarding everything else.

He knew that if he were hit by Bo Saixi's Fourth Spirit Skill, the result would be exactly the same as before.

"This time, we must hold on!"

"For everyone! Seventh Spirit Skill, Clear Sky Avatar!"

A terrifying giant wielding the Clear Sky Hammer appeared behind Tang San, its Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Ring gleaming. With a single hammer blow, it shattered Bo Saixi's Fourth Spirit Skill and charged towards Bo Saixi with immense force.

Bo Saixi shook his head, slowly extended a palm, and gently pushed forward.

The enormous difference in size seemed like a joke in the face of such a vast difference in Soul Power. Tang San, along with his Martial Soul Avatar, was instantly sent flying, landing heavily on the ground to the side.

Tang San struggled to his feet and looked at Bo Saixi slowly approaching. He knew that if he didn't do something, it would end up like the last few times.

Looking back, Tang San saw that the incense stick was burning so slowly, with two-thirds still unburned. Despair welled up in his heart; trying to hold out for the duration of an incense stick under these conditions was simply a pipe dream.

He's back, he didn't die. He's taking the postgraduate entrance exam this year, please forgive him.

I promised I would finish updating it, so please don't worry.