Lu Ming Severely Wounds Poseidon?! Primordial Sword!

At the same time, the Sea God Domain around Tang San's body erupted with blue light.

That illusory ocean became even more solid, and the Divine Might contained within was several times stronger than before!

Furthermore, countless profound insights about the Thirteen Halberds of Gold transformed into golden runes, integrating into the depths of his Divine Soul.

In an instant, the thirteen ultimate techniques, known as the Sea God's strongest, were completely mastered by him, wielded with ease!

A powerful sense of strength filled Tang San's limbs and bones.

He felt unprecedentedly powerful.

Half-step God King!

This was absolutely the power of a Half-step God King!

Tang San slowly raised his head, gazing intently at the sky, a feeling of disdain for all under heaven surging within him.

He lifted his chin, his voice echoing throughout the entire camp.

"Let this God King see what kind of rare treasure is worthy of being ranked before my Sea God Trident!"

His gaze swept over the description of Lu Ming on the Golden Ranking, a trace of malice and disdain flashing in his eyes.

"And this damned Lu Ming!"

"He dared to injure the origin of the Sea God Trident, otherwise, it would have already been a Super Divine Artifact! If he hadn't already died of old age, this God King would have definitely extracted his Divine Soul and tormented him day and night!"

In his opinion, a person who had passed away was merely dust of history, not worth mentioning.

"Xiao San!"

Master Yu Xiaogang had also recovered from his shock. Looking at the imposing Tang San, his eyes gleamed with fanaticism.

"Now is the best time!"

"Your strength has greatly increased, and our army's morale is high. We should press our advantage and launch a general offensive!"

Tang San nodded slowly upon hearing this.

He felt the divine power surging within him and looked at the majestic Jialing Pass in the distance, his eyes regarding it like a sandcastle that could be flattened at any moment.

"Indeed."

"Transmit this God King's order!"

His voice, amplified by divine power, resounded through the heavens.

"All troops, attack!"

"Assault Jialing Pass!"

Meanwhile.

Jialing Pass, Papal Palace.

Inside the grand and solemn main hall.

Bibi Dong sat regally upon the Pope Throne, a symbol of supreme power.

She was clad in a luxurious purple-gold robe that perfectly accentuated her mature and voluptuous curves.

Her slender jade legs were crossed, and even though concealed by her skirt, one could still glimpse their breathtaking arc.

However, her exquisitely beautiful face was currently filled with astonishment.

"What?"

Her voice carried a subtle tremor.

"The Sea God Trident... only ranked fifth?"

This result was completely beyond her comprehension.

In her plan, both the Angel God and the Sea God were targets she had to overcome, even devour, on her path to godhood.

She had a clear assessment of the power of these Rank One Deities.

Precisely because of this, she understood even better how valuable a Rank One Deity's innate divine artifact would be.

It was an unparalleled treasure beyond mortal imagination.

Yet, such a treasure was only ranked fifth on the Heavenly Dao Golden Ranking.

Bibi Dong's slender fingers tapped unconsciously on the armrest of the throne, producing a crisp sound.

Her mind was in turmoil.

Even the Sea God Trident could only rank fifth...

This was no longer a simple subversion of cognition; it was a reshaping of the entire world's value system!

"What could the four treasures ranked ahead of it possibly be?"

"Especially the top-ranked marvel, what kind of earth-shattering existence could it be?"

Her beautiful eyes flickered with intense curiosity and desire.

As a formidable figure aiming to unify the continent, and even control the God Realm, this unknown power, surpassing that of deities, held a fatal attraction for her.

On the other side of the grand hall, Qian Renxue stood quietly.

She was clad in golden armor, which accentuated her already upright posture. Her long golden hair cascaded down like a waterfall, exuding sanctity and nobility.

She too was gazing at the Sky Screen, her golden pupils reflecting every word on the ranking list.

Upon seeing the name "Lu Ming," her delicate body trembled almost imperceptibly.

It's him!

It really is him!

Unlike Tang San and Bibi Dong, they might mistake this Lu Ming for some unknown ancient powerhouse.

But Qian Renxue wouldn't.

She clearly remembered the tip of the iceberg that man had revealed in Martial Soul City.

His martial soul was the Blue Silver Grass!

The Golden Ranking clearly stated: "A large amount of life essence was absorbed by Lu Ming's Blue Silver Grass martial soul!"

A tempest raged within Qian Renxue's heart.

So...

So he was actually this powerful!

In the distant past, could he, as a mortal, have severely injured the First Generation Sea God, a Rank One Deity?

Even the Sea God's life artifact had its foundation damaged by his martial soul?

This... was this something a Titled Douluo could accomplish?

No, even a Limit Douluo would absolutely be incapable of this!

Qian Renxue suddenly felt that her understanding of that man was still so shallow, so laughable.

A bold thought involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

Since he could severely injure the Sea God and damage the Sea God Trident...

Then, among the top four treasures on the Exotic Treasures Ranking...

Could there be something belonging to him?

Meanwhile.

"Teacher!"

With a delicate cry, a fiery red figure rushed in.

The arrival was Hu Liena.

She wore a tight-fitting, standard Martial Soul Hall long dress, which perfectly accentuated her curvaceous and enchanting figure. As she ran, her shapely legs beneath the skirt were faintly visible, full of astonishing elasticity and allure.

However, at this moment, her pretty face, usually carrying a hint of fox-like charm, was filled with anxiety and gravity.

"Your Majesty, something terrible has happened!"

"Tang San, Tang San... he has led the Heaven Dou Army to launch a full-scale assault on Jialing Pass!"

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong's majestic phoenix eyes suddenly narrowed.

"A full-scale assault?"

She slowly rose from the Pope Throne, and the aura of a ruler overlooking the world instantly permeated the hall.

"He has indeed chosen a good time."

"Having just received the rewards from the Golden Ranking and greatly increased his strength, he's impatient to come and die, is he?"

Bibi Dong's voice revealed no hint of emotion, but the killing intent contained within it caused the temperature in the hall to drop several degrees.

"Pass my order, all elders, Titled Douluo, follow me to the city wall!"

"Yes!"

Hu Liena responded respectfully.

Bibi Dong strode towards the hall's exit. Suddenly, as if remembering something, she paused and turned her head to ask.

"Where is Xue'er?"

"At a time like this, where has she gone?"

Hu Liena was slightly taken aback and quickly replied.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, Young Master... she said she was going to the Worship Hall to pay homage to that Taichu Sword."

"Pay homage?"

Bibi Dong's brows furrowed instantly, and a discernible displeasure and mockery appeared on her stunningly beautiful face.

"That damned sword again!"

Bibi Dong snorted coldly. She strode forward with her long, slender jade legs, her purple-gold Pope's robe swaying with her movement. A section of her snow-white, delicate calf traced a captivating arc through the slit in her skirt.

"At a time like this, she's still messing with these ethereal things!"

"Tang San has already reached our doorstep. Instead of preparing to face the enemy, she's going to worship a piece of scrap metal of unknown origin?"

"What, does she really expect that broken sword to help her turn the tide of the battle?!"