Someone Was Always Targeting Me

"Who dares trespass upon Lord Sea God's territory?!"

A furious shout rang out as a white figure burst from the surging waves, landing steadily on shore and glaring fiercely at Er Ming.

"You're that little shark?"

Er Ming recognized who this human woman before him was. His aura immediately erupted and bore down on her. Soul Beasts were still used to greeting one another with their presence.

"Who exactly are you?"

Xiao Bai looked at Er Ming warily. She did not remember ever seeing him before.

"I'm from the Clear Sky Sect. I need to meet your High Priest and retrieve the power the God of the Sea left behind on the continent."

For the moment, Er Ming did not know how to explain his existence, so he requested to see the Sea God High Priest.

Xiao Bai regarded Er Ming with uncertainty. She knew of the Clear Sky Sect; it had once been the sect Lord Sea God belonged to.

"Show me your martial soul."

Er Ming was getting a little impatient. Just because he was the Clear Sky Sect's vice sect master did not mean his martial soul had to be the Clear Sky Hammer. Didn't his big brother, the sect master, display a different martial soul too?

"With Sea God worshippers here, what are you worried about?"

"Lord Xiao Bai, please allow me to receive this guest from afar."

A gentle voice sounded. A streak of azure light flew from the palace atop a distant mountain and arrived before them.

"All right, all right. Looks like I got it wrong."

Xiao Bai waved a hand, leaped into the air, transformed into her true form, and swam into the sea.

"Hello. Might you be Senior Er Ming of the Clear Sky Sect?"

The High Priest looked at Er Ming in astonishment. This was a secret known only to each generation of High Priests: Lord Sea God had left two seniors from the Clear Sky Sect to oversee the continent. Should anything happen, they were to cooperate fully with them.

"That's me. Third Brother left records of my big brother and me?"

The last time he had come to Sea God Island, he had been with Tang San. He had not expected Tang San to tell the island about their existence.

"Yes. Lord Sea God left orders that we must cooperate with you and Senior Da Ming."

The High Priest's tone grew increasingly respectful. He could sense that the other man's strength was not something a watered-down Limit Douluo like himself could compare to. Although the divine trials had made him stronger than most ordinary Limit Douluos, he was still far inferior to Er Ming—not to mention that Er Ming had come bearing the God of the Sea's orders.

"You saw the earlier phenomenon, didn't you? That Soul Beast."

Er Ming brought up what had happened not long ago, a wary expression appearing on his face.

At the time, he had seen the rain of light descend, yet it seemed alive, avoiding some sea Soul Beasts. It had even avoided him, as well as humans.

That was when he realized that the Soul Beast bore goodwill only toward Soul Beasts, and that its power was utterly beyond his imagination. How could anyone possibly control it with such precision?

The High Priest's expression turned grave. Such mighty power was indeed beyond what mortals could achieve, but he believed Lord Sea God would surely defeat the other party.

"Lord Sea God will prevail."

The High Priest lowered his head slightly. Since childhood, he had been steeped in the teachings of the God of the Sea and had grown up hearing his glorious deeds. The God of the Sea was his faith, and his everything.

"Take me to the Sea God Holy Temple. Third Brother left some of his power here. We need to awaken him."

Er Ming was slightly anxious. He had headed straight out to sea afterward and had no idea what the situation on the continent was now.

"This way, Senior."

The High Priest bowed slightly and led Er Ming toward the Sea God Holy Temple.

The moment they entered, a statue of the God of the Sea over ten meters tall stood in the center of the hall. Tang San held the Trident, his expression stern as he gazed into the distance.

The High Priest led Er Ming beneath the Sea God statue. A box rested atop a raised platform, covered in blue-gold patterns that reminded Er Ming of Tang San's mother, the Blue Silver Emperor.

"Lord Sea God left orders for this box to be guarded and passed down through the generations, until someone came to retrieve it."

"There were once people with ill intentions who tried to steal the box, believing they could obtain the treasure within and become the strongest. In the end, they could not open it at all, and the worshippers caught them alive right here."

A faint smile appeared on the High Priest's face as he recalled that incident.

Er Ming looked at the box, feeling a little awkward. Tang San had told him only to come to Sea God Island and awaken him, but he had not said exactly how to do it.

Seeing the High Priest staring at him, Er Ming tried patting the box to see whether it would open.

Before his palm could land, Er Ming sensed something unusual within himself. A blue streak of light emerged from his body and shot straight into the box.

Damn Tang San, he'd even left a contingency on me.

Er Ming was first furious, then slightly terrified. He had said plenty of bad things about Tang San. During that time at sea, he had passed the time by cursing Tang San.

"I truly envy you, Senior, for being valued by Lord Sea God and entrusted with a portion of his power."

The Sea God High Priest's eyes were filled with envy. He too had wanted Lord Sea God to grant him power. Otherwise, he would not have tried to steal the box back then.

Er Ming looked at the High Priest. The longing and envy in his eyes were practically overflowing. Er Ming immediately decided that this so-called High Priest was beyond saving; he had been completely brainwashed.

The box slowly opened, and dazzling blue light spilled out. A golden phantom appeared above the box, gradually solidifying into Tang San's form.

"Lord Sea God!"

The High Priest fell to his knees, then looked at Tang San with fanatical eyes.

Er Ming stared at the High Priest in shock. You knelt. So should I kneel or not?

"Er Ming, what happened for you to awaken me?"

Tang San opened his eyes. This was a body formed from a thread of divine consciousness he had left behind and the God of the Sea's divine power. The power that had just entered it did not possess the ability to store memories.

Seeing that Tang San seemed unaware that he had cursed him every day, Er Ming breathed a sigh of relief and began recounting everything that had happened on the continent during this time.

... "Lu Master, I feel like there are bad people outside trying to target me."

Three-Eyed Golden Lion shook her head, overcome by a persistent sense of foreboding.

"Then you can try divining what exactly has happened."

Lu Wu said with a soft laugh. Douluo Continent could practically be said to have no backlash in this regard, so Three-Eyed Golden Lion had progressed quickly lately. The only difficulty was divining specific details.

Three-Eyed Golden Lion obediently did as she was told. As she crouched on the grass, a golden flower-shaped sphere suddenly appeared in her hand. It was a Magic Treasure Lu Wu had casually refined for her before, meant to assist with divination.

The demons gathered around curiously. Three-Eyed Golden Lion was always predicting this and that, but this was the first time they had heard that the Auspicious Beast had sensed something bad about to happen to herself.

Three-Eyed Golden Lion began circulating her technique and formed hand seals. Her eyes were tightly shut, with only the third eye on her forehead shining in an eerie, radiant red.

Within Three-Eyed Golden Lion's vision, the scene was at first black as ink. Then a faint light slowly emerged, though it remained concealed beneath a thick layer of fog.

As the power of her divination steadily increased, the mist gradually dispersed, revealing the scene she had seen.