Sea God Hall Outside, the morning light fell on the white jade platform, coating this sacred building with a layer of golden brilliance.
The sea breeze blows gently, bringing with it the unique saltiness and freshness of the sea.
The sound of distant waves hitting the rocks is like an eternal melody, echoing on the silent mountain tops.
Tang Xiao, led by Sea Horse Douluo, walked step by step along the winding stone steps to the top of Sea God Mountain.
When the towering and solemn Sea God Hall, which seemed to be made of blue crystal and white jade, came into his eyes completely.
He stopped involuntarily, his eyes filled with indescribable shock, respect, and a trace of deep yearning.
This is the residence of Sea God, this is the core holy place of Sea God Island, this is...
The palace of the gods on earth.
He raised his head and looked up at the top of the temple that seemed to be connected to the sky.
Feeling the pure and vast Sea God's Power fluctuations in the air that were so rich that they were almost substantial, an indescribable feeling of awe surged in my heart.
God.
This is the power and appearance of a true god.
Looking at the entire Douluo Continent, for thousands of years, the only gods that have been truly recognized by the world and left a clear legacy are Angel God worshiped by the Spirit Hall, and Sea God believed in by the Sea God Island in front of us.
In addition, most of the countless legends and myths have been lost in the long river of history, and it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false.
From here, we can see how difficult and slim it is for Soul Master to rely on his own power to break through the limits of the world and touch the realm of God.
It is a road full of thorns and natural chasms. Over the past ten thousand years, only a few have succeeded.
"Just wait here for Grand Pontiff to summon you."
Sea Horse Douluo stopped, turned around, looked at Tang Xiao, and said in a calm tone, "If there is nothing else, I will leave first."
Tang Xiao quickly came to his senses, cupped his hands to Sea Horse Douluo, and said politely, "Thank you, senior, for showing the way."
Sea Horse Douluo nodded slightly and said nothing more.
He turned around and walked down the mountain, but he didn't go too far.
He stood in the shadow at the feet of Sea God Mountain, with his arms folded across his chest, and his gaze vaguely fixed on the direction of the mountain top.
His idea is simple: if this Tang Xiao, like the Tang Hao six years ago, comes to cause trouble or is unfavorable to God Child, then there will only be one ending for him.
That is, he was killed by Master Bo Saixi himself, and then his body was thrown into the deep sea and fed to those Demon Soul Great White Shark who were waiting for food.
He is ready to "collect the body" at any time.
Tang Xiao doesn't know the "dangerous" thoughts in Sea Horse Douluo's mind.
He stood quietly outside the Sea God Hall, waiting.
Time passed by minute by second, and the anxiety and expectation in his heart also increased little by little with time.
Finally, after he waited for about a stick of incense--
"Crunch..."
The tall and heavy palace door slowly opened from the inside with a low and long sound.
A tall, graceful and unparalleled figure, bathed in the sacred blue light coming from the hall, slowly walked out from behind the door.
It is Bo Saixi.
At this moment, she has restored her proper image as the spokesperson of Sea God Island Grand Pontiff and Sea God.
She put on a solemn and gorgeous priest's robe.
The robe was embroidered with complicated patterns of sea waves and tridents with silver thread, flowing with a sacred luster in the morning light.
She has a tall figure and a divine, noble and elegant temperament, with a kind of majesty and alienation that makes people dare not look directly at her, let alone have the slightest sense of blasphemy.
There was no unnecessary expression on that beautiful face, only a calmness and indifference like the deep sea, which seemed to be able to penetrate all illusions.
He is completely different from the image of the little woman who asked "who is more beautiful" under the moonlight last night and ran away because of a momentary slip of the tongue.
When Tang Xiao saw Bo Saixi walking out, he quickly calmed down, took a step forward, bowed respectfully and saluted with a very low posture:
"Juniors Tang Xiao, Clear Sky Sect, the son of Tang Zhen, and the grandson of Tang Chen, pay homage to Sea God Island Grand Pontiff! I have taken the liberty to visit and disturb the senior's Qing Dynasty. I hope that the senior will forgive me!"
Bo Saixi stood on the steps in front of the palace door, his eyes calmly falling on Tang Xiao.
She didn't let him off the hook immediately, but looked him up and down first.
When he saw the empty sleeve of his right arm, his eyes did not waver at all.
After a moment, she spoke slowly, her voice was cold and sweet, with a kind of indifference that would repel people thousands of miles away, but it was not rude:
"No need to be polite. Tang Xiao, you came all the way from the Clear Sky Sect to come to me Sea God Island. What's the matter?"
Her tone was straight to the point, without the slightest hint of small talk.
Tang Xiao straightened up, feeling the natural and deep pressure from Bo Saixi that belonged to Peerless Douluo, and became more cautious in his heart.
He did not dare to hide anything or test anything, and directly explained his purpose of coming, with a sincere tone:
"Reporting back to senior, actually... it's not a big deal. This junior just came here to verify something from senior."
He paused, raised his head, and looked at Bo Saixi with a hint of expectation and anxiety:
"Junior just wants to ask senior, my second brother...Tang Hao, has he... ever been to Guidao?"
Bo Saixi Hearing this, an almost undetectable glint of light flashed through his blue eyes.
It turned out that he was here to look for someone.
She thought, just like six years ago, she was here to "complain" or cause trouble.
It seems that I am overthinking it.
At the same time, in the shadow of a corner on the side of the Sea God Hall, two heads were quietly poking out, furtively observing the situation here.
Exactly Ye Qing and Ah Yin.
While peeking, Ye Qing lowered his voice and said to Ah Yin beside him, "Ah Yin, what do you think sister Bo Saixi will say to Tang Xiao? Will she tell him directly that Tang Hao was killed by her and then threw him to feed the fish? Or will she say that he has never been here and send him away?"
Ah Yin blinked his blue eyes, thought about it seriously, and replied in a very low voice, "I think... it should be the former. After all, senior Bo Saixi is ninety-nine Peerless Douluo is the supreme leader of Sea God Island. With her status and pride, it seems... there is no need to lie to a junior like Tang Xiao."
Ye Qing nodded and agreed, "I think so too."
And at this moment when the two were communicating in low voices, before Sea God Hall, Bo Saixi had already given her answer.
Her expression was calm and her tone was indifferent, as if she was telling an ordinary little thing:
"He did come Sea God Island."
Tang Xiao heard this, his eyes lit up instantly!
The big stone that has been hanging in my heart for six years seems to have finally landed!
He asked quickly, with a hint of unconcealable excitement in his voice:
"Then... what then? Senior! My second brother... where is he now?"
Bo Saixi looked at Tang Xiao's eyes full of expectation and excitement and was silent for a moment.
Then, in her still calm tone, she said slowly:
"Then?"
"Then... he died."
"..."
The excitement and anticipation on Tang Xiao's face froze in an instant.
His whole body was stunned, as if he had been struck by an invisible thunder, and his mind went blank.
He stared at Bo Saixi blankly, as if he didn't hear clearly what she just said, and he seemed to hear the most incredible and ridiculous words in the world.
Dead?
What do you mean... he's dead?
His second brother Tang Hao...
The most dazzling genius ever Clear Sky Sect.
The young sect master who, although impulsive and irritable, was extremely talented and had high hopes from his grandfather...
The younger brother who came across the sea six years ago and said he wanted to find a chance for the sect...
Dead?
Tang Xiao's body trembled slightly uncontrollably.
His face instantly turned pale, his lips trembled, and he wanted to say something, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he could not say a word.
After a long while, he recovered from the huge impact, and with that hoarse and trembling voice, he struggled to squeeze out a few words:
"Dead... dead?"
"Senior... you... what did you say? My second brother... how could he..."
His voice was full of disbelief and a hint of unwillingness to accept the despair.