Tang San's Discomfort! Fifth?!!

In the image, two figures appeared.

They were none other than Tang San and Bibi Dong, both before they had attained godhood.

The two were locked in a fierce exchange, but any discerning eye could see that Tang San had fallen into an absolute disadvantage and was on the verge of defeat at any moment.

Just as Bibi Dong was about to launch a fatal strike, the Sea God Trident in Tang San's hand suddenly erupted with ten thousand rays of golden light!

A towering phantom emerged from the trident.

It was the divine consciousness of the Sea God!

Without even glancing at Bibi Dong, the Sea God's phantom simply flicked a finger, and a strand of divine consciousness sank into the center of Tang San's brow.

[Golden Thirteen Halberds, First Style, Unfixed Wind and Waves—]

A grand voice resonated; the Sea God was actually teaching Tang San his ultimate technique on the spot!

The entire continent was in an uproar once again!

[Is this even allowed? Calling for his parents just because he can't win?]

[This is practically cheating! If the Sea God's consciousness hadn't appeared, Tang San would have died a hundred times over!]

[What happened to the rule that gods cannot interfere in the lower realm? This Sea God is way too biased!]

Inside the Shrek encampment.

Tang San's expression turned incredibly ugly in an instant.

His lips trembled as he forced a weak defense: "That—that was me relying on my own strength to earn the Sea God's recognition!"

However, these words sounded so pale and powerless at this moment.

The scene shifted.

This time, the setting had changed.

Qian Renxue, having just inherited the Angel Godhood, possessed overwhelming divine might as she slashed a sword toward the yet-to-be-ascended Tang San.

Everyone held their breath.

Everyone was curious: facing a true god, how did Tang San manage to survive?

[No way? It wouldn't be—]

Someone in the comments guessed weakly.

The next second, the guess came true.

The familiar Sea God Trident shone with brilliant golden light once again!

The familiar Sea God phantom appeared out of thin air once again!

Only this time, the Sea God's consciousness seemed to sense Qian Renxue's strength; not daring to be careless, it directly channeled the power of the boundless ocean, manifesting a monstrous wave that repelled Qian Renxue's attack.

The entire continent was left completely speechless.

[I'm going to be sick, isn't this Sea God going too far?]

[This isn't a successor; this is clearly his own son!]

[Nanny-style ascension? If they gave us that, we could become gods too!]

[Tang San: I reached where I am today entirely through my own hard work!]

Inside the Shrek encampment, the atmosphere turned somewhat awkward.

Dai Mubai and the others looked at Tang San, their faces tinged with a hint of envy.

The Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang was also filled with envy; why wasn't he the one chosen?

But he quickly composed himself, patted Tang San on the shoulder, and comforted him.

"Little San, don't mind what others think."

"The fact that you were chosen by His Excellency the Sea God only proves that your talent and fortune far exceed those of ordinary people!"

Hearing this, Tang San's expression became even uglier.

What he hated most was people saying he relied on luck!

He had reached this point today clearly through his own strength and wisdom!

In the Star Dou Great Forest.

The expressions of the various fierce beasts also turned strange.

They could all see that this so-called Sea God's favoritism toward Tang San had reached an undisguised level.

"Heh."

Gu Yuena let out a disdainful chuckle.

"So this is the god of humanity? Truly laughable."

At Jialing Pass, the Martial Soul Hall side.

The crowd looked at the image in the sky with eyes full of contempt.

"So that's how it is. No wonder he could become a god in such a short time; he's nothing more than a flower in a greenhouse."

"A fellow who only grew up relying on the protection of a deity is nothing to fear!"

Despite these words, a trace of worry still lingered in the eyes of many.

Tang San himself might not be worth fearing, but standing behind him was a genuine, authentic god!

Just as everyone was lost in their own thoughts, an aged yet powerful voice rang out.

Golden Crocodile Douluo slowly stepped forward, his gaze sweeping across the crowd.

"Everyone, there is no need to worry."

"Tang San has the Sea God backing him, but does my Martial Soul Hall not have one as well?"

"My Martial Soul Hall believes in the Angel God! Once upon a time, the Angel God was the shared faith of the entire continent!"

"Compared to that Sea God hiding away in the ocean, the Angel God is the true orthodoxy of this continent!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo's voice was resonant and forceful, instantly soothing the hearts of those present.

That's right!

Their Martial Soul Hall believed in the Angel God!

Lady Qian Renxue was the very representative of the Angel God!

What did a mere Sea God amount to, anyway?

Atop the city walls, the stifling gloom in the hearts of countless Martial Soul Hall soldiers was swept away, replaced by an unprecedented fervor and pride!

"The Angel God! Our faith!"

"That's right! A mere Sea God, huddled in a corner of the world, dares to compete with our Angel God?!"

"Lady Qian Renxue will surely triumph!"

The mountain-shaking, sea-roaring shouts converged into a majestic momentum that surged straight into the heavens.

Amidst this fanatical atmosphere, a sharp-eyed soul master instinctively looked up toward the Angel Statue enshrined behind the city walls.

It was a majestic statue of a male Angel God, holding a Holy Sword, his expression solemn, his gaze looking down upon all living beings with compassion.

"Huh?"

The soul master let out a soft sound of surprise, rubbed his eyes, and looked again carefully.

"Do you guys feel like... this Angel Statue looks a bit like Lord Qian Ye?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the soul masters nearby also cast their gazes over.

"Now that you mention it... it really does look a bit like him!"

"Especially the spirit in the brows and eyes; it's like they were carved from the same mold!"

Though the discussion was quiet, it reached the ears of Qian Renxue clearly.

Her heart gave a violent jolt, and she turned around abruptly, her beautiful golden eyes locking firmly onto the statue.

She had never noticed this before.

But now, prompted by the others, the more she looked, the more alarmed she became.

The contours of the statue, the indifferent gaze toward all living beings, the temperament inadvertently revealed in every gesture—

It was seven or eight parts similar to her Master, Qian Ye, who was lying on the recliner!

An absurd yet bold thought sprouted uncontrollably from the depths of her heart.

Could it be that Master...

Qian Renxue dared not think any further; she only felt her throat go dry and her heart descend into chaos.

On the other side, inside the Shrek Academy tent.

The atmosphere was suppressed to the extreme.

Tang San's expression was gloomy.

The barrage of comments scrolling across the Heavenly Vault Golden List made his face twitch.

[Cheater!]

[Nanny-god!]

[Trash!]

[All relying on my own hard work? Don't make me laugh!]

These ignorant mortals!

What did they know?

They only saw the help of the Sea God, but they could not see how much blood and sweat he had shed for it!

Tang San's fists clenched inside his sleeves, making a rattling sound, his knuckles turning white from the excessive force.

His eyes churned with murderous intent.

Very well.

He had noted down every single person who had mocked him.

Laugh to your hearts' content now, mock me all you wish.

A grim, chilling smile curled the corners of Tang San's mouth.

Once I obtain the reward from the Heavenly Dao, I will immediately raze Jialing Pass to the ground and annihilate Martial Soul Hall!

By then, the entire Douluo Continent will be under my sole command!

Every person who has mocked or humiliated me today—every last one of you—I will settle the score with you one by one!