Douluo: I, the Prehistoric World Dao Venerable, Was Live-Streamed by the Sky Screen

"Let's see which unlucky bastard falls into our hands first!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo was also filled with anticipation for this new line of work.

He flipped open the Soul-Snatching Ledger.

On the first page, it clearly read:

[Douluo God Realm, Sea God Poseidon]

[Cause of death: boundless greed and rage, died an unnatural death]

Spirit Hall.

Watching Ghost Douluo being carved apart by a thousand blades,

Bibi Dong's face turned as pale as paper, her fingertips digging deeply into her palms.

Every one of those shady deeds committed by Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo had been personally ordered by her!

Even the executioners were going to the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

Wouldn't she, the mastermind, suffer even worse?

She was not afraid of death!

But the boiling oil, flaying, heart extraction... one layer of torment after another, seemingly without end,

were ten million times more terrifying than death!

Those scenes churned uncontrollably through her mind.

"Enough... enough!"

Bibi Dong wailed, clutching her head.

Being carved apart by a thousand blades was not terrifying. What was terrifying was the unknown!

For one brief moment,

she even thought,

perhaps she should simply pledge allegiance to the Angel God.

Maybe heaven really existed?

But when she saw Sea God Poseidon's name in the Soul-Snatching Register,

she instantly abandoned that foolish thought!

"Even the Sea God cannot escape... What do I, and that so-called Angel God, amount to?"

Bibi Dong despaired!

Clear Sky Sect.

When they saw the Sea God's name appear in the Soul-Snatching Register, everyone laughed.

"Those two brats actually dare set their sights on a deity? They must be tired of living!"

Seventh Elder Tang Lie mocked.

After learning that Tang San had become the Sea God's inheritor,

they had long regarded the Sea God as "one of their own," so naturally they felt protective of him.

What was more,

the pride of their Clear Sky Sect, Tang Chen, was also a god.

If they dared target the Sea God today, would they dare target Tang Chen tomorrow?

This had undoubtedly touched their reverse scale!

"Hmph, just because they became some lowly lackeys, they've forgotten their own limits and gotten too full of themselves!"

"Just wait until they're beaten back to their original forms!"

Fifth Elder sneered repeatedly.

Having been repeatedly intimidated by the strange phenomena of the Sky Screen, they did not dare underestimate the Prehistoric World.

But they still looked down on Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo in every way!

Sect Master Tang Xiao sat silently in the seat of honor, allowing the elders to clamor while saying nothing.

His heart had long been stretched to its limit.

These elders still did not know of the irreconcilable blood feud between Tang San and Tang Chen.

Nor did he dare expose it,

for fear that these hot-tempered old men would do something extreme!

But paper could not wrap fire forever.

Tang San had already made it onto the candidate list.

Sooner or later, he would enter the Prehistoric World.

When the great-grandfather and great-grandson met with blades drawn... the entire continent would probably laugh itself to death!

Although Tang Chen was stronger and had recently obtained many opportunities, causing his strength to soar,

Tang Xiao still believed

that Tang San had the potential to threaten Tang Chen!

May that day come later... May they resolve their enmity... May they... not meet in the Prehistoric World!

Tang Xiao sighed, closed his eyes, and prayed in silence.

Prehistoric World · East Sea.

Two figures skimmed across the boundless emerald waves, speeding into the distance.

The man in front had the back of a tiger and the head of a leopard.

The man behind him was tall and imposing, holding a golden Trident. His blue hair streamed in the wind, and his eyes burned with urgency and excitement.

It was none other than Sea God Poseidon!

He had originally been teleported outside a small city.

Just as he had been considering

how to carry out his grand ambitions,

he was stopped by a cry of, "Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

The mysterious newcomer told him:

A supreme treasure had emerged in the depths of the East Sea. It was very likely the "Dragon Pearl" left behind by the Ancestral Dragon during the early days of the Prehistoric World!

Whoever obtained it could command the Four Seas!

Poseidon had originally held no interest in some supreme treasure.

What he wanted was the entire Prehistoric World. Attacking the Heavenly Court was his foremost priority!

When the time came, what supreme treasure could he not obtain?

But upon hearing

that obtaining the Dragon Pearl would allow him to command the Four Seas, he was tempted.

A bird in the hand was worth two in the bush.

He was the Sea God. Commanding the oceans was his authority to begin with.

If he could first seize the Four Seas as his foundation before plotting against the Heavenly Court,

would that not be far more secure?

"Kid, just how much farther is this place you mentioned?"

They had sped across the vast sea for a long time,

yet there was still no sign of it.

Poseidon grew impatient, and a chilling golden light glimmered from the Trident in his hand.

"If you dare deceive me... my Trident does not distinguish friend from foe."

"Do not be hasty, Fellow Daoist. We're almost there, just ahead!"

Shen Gongbao led the way while chuckling slyly.

"I've been staking this place out for more than half a year. I've long figured out exactly when and where the treasure would surface!"

As he spoke,

the two had arrived at a stretch of sea as black as ink.