Bro, What Do You Mean the One Who Inherited the Sea God's Legacy Has an Angel Martial Soul?
They traveled day and night, their clothes coated in dust.
Tang Hao and Tang Xiao had not dared to stop along the way. At last, after several days, they reached the territory of the Clear Sky Sect.
Mountains surrounded them on all sides, shrouded in clouds and mist.
The Clear Sky Sect, hailed as the greatest sect under heaven, lay hidden deep within this natural fortress.
Though ancient and imposing, it was also steeped in an unmistakable stillness.
Inside the mountain gate, disciples came and went with solemn expressions, yet the place lacked some of the air of disdain for the world it had possessed when Tang Chen was in charge.
In the main hall, seated in the place of honor, was the Clear Sky Sect's current sect master, Tang Zhen.
He wore a gray robe and had a dignified face. His Soul Power was restrained, and he was a seasoned Titled Douluo.
Seeing his two sons rush back, their breathing ragged, Tang Zhen furrowed his brows and spoke first. "Weren't you two out exploring the continent? Why have you returned in such a hurry?"
Tang Hao burst out laughing, unable to contain his glee. He showed none of the exhaustion one would expect after a long journey. "Exploring? Who cares about that!"
"Father, you have no idea how absurdly lucky we got! We actually came across something straight out of legend!"
He was excited down to his bones.
A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast undergoing Soul Beast Transformation was the stuff of legends, found only in ancient texts!
For a Soul Beast to cultivate for a hundred thousand years was already to survive countless brushes with death. To willingly give up all that cultivation and take human form was rarer still—one in a hundred million.
In all the countless years of the continent's history, few people had ever seen one with their own eyes.
As for why Ah Yin had chosen that path, Tang Hao couldn't have cared less. In fact, he privately suspected she must have been out of her mind.
If someone else hadn't exposed her identity, the brothers might never have learned that such a walking treasure had been right beside them.
Tang Zhen's heart stirred with suspicion. He swept his sharp gaze over the two of them and asked, "Something out of legend? What exactly?"
Tang Hao didn't answer directly. Instead, he stepped aside and gently lowered Ah Yin, still unconscious, from his shoulder onto the ground.
Ah Yin lay quietly there, her long azure hair spread out around her. Her beauty was peerless, and even unconscious, she radiated an aura of pure gentleness.
"Father, look at her."
Tang Zhen's gaze sharpened. The Soul Power of a Titled Douluo quietly reached out and settled over Ah Yin.
In an instant, Tang Zhen's pupils shrank. He shot up from his seat, his face filled with shock!
Her life force, the aura of a Soul Beast, the mark of transformation...
There was no mistaking it!
This woman had undergone Soul Beast Transformation!
And any Soul Beast capable of taking human form had to have cultivated for at least a hundred thousand years!
He had never seen one with his own eyes, but that didn't mean he had never heard of them.
Tang Zhen took a deep breath, suppressing his surging emotions. His gaze shifted as he looked at his two sons. "You... really did come across such a being?"
"Yes!"
Tang Hao nodded excitedly. "Father, we've struck it rich!"
Tang Zhen composed himself and asked in a low voice, "If that's the case, what do you plan to do with her?"
Tang Hao had already made up his mind. He answered at once, "My big brother and I discussed it on the way back. I want her Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, and he wants her Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Bone!"
"I'm already a Soul Douluo, and I'm not far from becoming a Titled Douluo. Once I reach Level 90, I'll absorb her Soul Ring immediately! Before then, we need to seal her Soul Power and lock her in the dungeon under strict guard. We absolutely can't let her kill herself or escape!"
Tang Zhen gave a slight nod. That arrangement certainly best served the interests of the Clear Sky Sect.
The Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring and Soul Bone could instantly give the Clear Sky Sect two top-tier fighters.
With those two, even if Tang Chen didn't return, the sect could still rise to another level.
But his expression soon darkened as he asked the most important question: "Who else knows about this besides you two?"
Tang Hao and Tang Xiao didn't hide anything. They told him the whole story.
Once Tang Zhen learned that the Spirit Hall had nothing to do with it, the tension and worry on his face immediately eased.
With Tang Chen, the Level 99 Peerless Douluo, absent, the Clear Sky Sect no longer had anything like the influence it once wielded.
If this also brought them into conflict with the Spirit Hall, life would only become more difficult.
Meanwhile, in the reception hall of the Pope Palace.
The moment the question Qian Daoliu wanted answered came up, the entire room fell silent.
After exchanging glances, Sea Dragon Douluo and Ye Qing had no idea how to respond.
How could they put it?
That the Sea God's inheritor had awakened an Angel Martial Soul?
Seeing the two of them fall silent, Qian Daoliu and the others grew even more curious.
It was just a question about a Martial Soul. Was it really so hard to answer?
Sea Dragon Douluo's expression was particularly intriguing. He looked like he wanted to laugh but was struggling to hold it in, which only made everyone itch with curiosity.
"What, is it not convenient to say?" Qian Daoliu raised an eyebrow.
Ye Qing gave a slight cough, his expression a little awkward. "I can tell you, but... seniors, you'll have to brace yourselves. Don't let your blood pressure shoot up."
"Hahaha!"
At that, Qian Xunji couldn't help laughing. "You're underestimating us, child."
The other worshippers nodded along.
They were all Peak Douluo, and they had seen countless rare treasures and top-tier Martial Souls.
How could one child's Martial Soul rattle them?
Seeing this, Ye Qing stopped hesitating.
He let out a soft sigh, and then the Soul Power within him began to stir.
In an instant, dazzling golden light burst from his body like a second sun, illuminating the entire reception hall as bright as day.
A pure, sacred aura of light spread through the room, burning with an inviolable majesty.
"This aura..."
Qian Xunji furrowed his brow and instinctively turned to Qian Daoliu. In a low voice, he asked, "Father, am I imagining things? Why does it feel... a little like our aura?"
It wasn't just him. Even Qian Daoliu was taken aback. He shook his head and said, "It must be an illusion. How could the Sea God's inheritance have anything to do with light?"
Before the words had even faded, the light behind Ye Qing suddenly gathered.
Then six enormous golden wings slowly unfurled. Every feather seemed to be forged from the purest gold, shimmering with a sacred glow.
At the center of the wings, the faint image of a small golden sword appeared and disappeared, complementing the wings as it radiated an aura that looked down on the world.
Seraphim!
A Seraphim Martial Soul, purer and more powerful than the Six-Winged Angel!
At the sight, the smile froze on Qian Xunji's face.
His mouth fell slightly open, but not a word came out.
The worshippers stared wide-eyed as if they'd seen a ghost, their eyes fixed on the luminous wings behind Ye Qing. It was as though all the blood in their bodies had frozen.
Qian Daoliu shot to his feet, disbelief filling his eyes as he cried out, "A-Angel?!"
Bro, what?!
Was this some kind of joke?!
What do you mean the one who inherited the Sea God's legacy has an Angel Martial Soul?!
This was even more absurd than Tang Chen converting to the Spirit Hall!
The Sea God and the Angel God might not have been sworn enemies, but they were still two deities whose domains were clearly divided.
So here was the question: how could the inheritor of a sea deity awaken an Angel Martial Soul with an affinity for light?
Was this the Sea God's doing, or... was there something else going on?