The Shock and Confusion of Everyone: An Angel Martial Soul with the Sea God's Divine Position?

On the island, the seven Sacred Pillars that had stood for ten thousand years erupted with light simultaneously, and a deep blue Sea God power surged into the sky.

Not only that, but the Sea God Hall located at the center of the island also released an incomparably brilliant blue-gold radiance.

Ye Qing, who had still been sensing the power of his Seraphim martial soul, felt his entire body enveloped by the vast power of the Sea God.

His meridians were widened by this gentle yet powerful force, and deep within his soul, a mysterious connection seemed to form with the vast ocean.

He subconsciously opened his eyes and raised a hand to touch his forehead.

A small yet distinct golden trident mark was emerging there, its light flowing with the thick aura of the Sea God inheritance.

Ye Qing slowly retracted the Seraphim martial soul from his body and looked down at his own fair, delicate hands, which still faintly radiated a scorching power, falling into deep contemplation.

It wasn't just him; even the gasps and cries of surprise from those around them seemed to have been hit with a slow-motion button after witnessing this scene.

It wasn't until the humming from the horizon grew closer that several figures tore through the clouds, descending from the sky with the overwhelming pressure of their spirit power.

The first to land was a man in black robes.

On the back of the hand exposed beneath his wide sleeves, a seahorse-shaped spirit mark flickered with deep blue light; he was the master of this city and one of the seven Sacred Pillar Douluo, Sea Horse Douluo.

His gaze was like lightning as he swept over Ye Qing, who was shrouded in both gold and blue light.

When his sight landed on that small golden trident, this Sacred Pillar Douluo, who had seen his fair share of storms, trembled all over. Tears welled up in his clouded eyes, and his voice choked with emotion: "The Sea God inheritance... it's real... after waiting for ten thousand years, we have finally waited for it..."

He stumbled forward and crouched down cautiously in front of Ye Qing, his usual majestic aura completely vanished, replaced by an indescribable excitement and reverence: "Child, what is your name?"

Having been a Sacred Pillar Douluo for so long, he had never even seen a red-level trial, and yet he had encountered the Sea God inheritance that hadn't appeared in ten thousand years.

"Ye Qing." Ye Qing steadied himself and answered truthfully.

Sea Horse Douluo nodded repeatedly and asked eagerly: "Then what is your martial soul? Such a phenomenon must be an extraordinary thing!"

Ye Qing's cheeks burned slightly, and he pursed his lips, not knowing how to speak for a moment.

He couldn't exactly say that the successor to the Sea God inheritance they had waited ten thousand years for had awakened a Seraphim martial soul, which had absolutely nothing to do with the Sea God, could he?

If he said that, he feared he might just scare this emotional Douluo into fainting on the spot.

Seeing him hesitate, the smile on Sea Horse Douluo's face faded slightly, and his brows furrowed: "What is it? Is there some difficulty?"

Could a six-year-old child not even recognize his own martial soul?

That shouldn't be possible.

He turned his head in confusion to look at the middle-aged awakening master nearby, who was already scared out of his wits, his tone involuntarily carrying the pressure of a Sacred Pillar Douluo: "You tell me, what is this child's martial soul?"

The awakening master's legs went soft, and he nearly knelt on the spot. Sweat beaded on his forehead, his lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

How could he dare to say it?

The Sea God inheritance falling upon a holder of the Seraphim martial soul—if this got out, who would believe it?

If he angered the Sacred Pillar Douluo, his little life would likely end right here.

"What are you stalling for?!"

Sea Horse Douluo's patience gradually wore thin, and the spirit power fluctuations around him suddenly intensified, making the very air seem to solidify as he urged: "This Douluo is asking you a question, are you deaf?"

"S-Sacred Pillar Lord..."

The awakening master squeezed his eyes shut, steeled his heart, and shouted through gritted teeth: "The Holy Son's martial soul... is, is an Angel!"

"What did you say?"

Hearing those two words, Sea Horse Douluo's eyes widened sharply, as if he had heard a tall tale.

He even began to suspect that he was suffering from auditory hallucinations because he was too excited: "Say it again! What is the martial soul?!"

"It's an Angel!" The awakening master practically roared it out, then collapsed to the ground, waiting for punishment.

Sea Horse Douluo froze in place, the color draining from his face entirely.

He slowly turned his head to look at Ye Qing, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Are you kidding me?

The Sea God inheritance was given to someone with a Seraphim martial soul?

This joke was way too big!

Could it be that Lord Sea God was... getting old and senile?

Ye Qing felt his scalp tingle under his gaze and could only bite the bullet and nod slightly.

"Hiss—"

A moment later, he drew a sharp breath, clutched his chest, and squeezed his eyes shut, looking utterly hopeless.

Fine, don't say anything else; just wait for the Grand Pontiff to come. He couldn't handle this, and he couldn't make sense of it either.

Not long after, several even more powerful auras descended.

The woman in the lead wore a long red dress with a slit, the hem swaying gently with the sea breeze, revealing legs as white as jade. Her silver high heels stepped onto the ground as if she were walking on lotus flowers.

It was the Grand Pontiff of Sea God Island, the peerless Douluo with a cultivation of ninety-nine levels, Bo Saixi.

Her gaze landed on Ye Qing, and when she felt that pure power of the Sea God inheritance, her breathing became rapid with excitement: "Good child, we have finally waited for you."

She walked up to Ye Qing, her voice as gentle as a spring breeze brushing across the surface of the sea: "Child, what is your name? And what is your Martial Soul?"

Here we go again...

Ye Qing felt a wave of helplessness in his heart and replied, "My name is Ye Qing, and my Martial Soul is the Seraphim."

"Seraphim...?"

The smile on Bo Saixi's face froze instantly, her eyes—capable of peering into the depths of one's soul—filled with sheer astonishment.

She had lived for hundreds of years and had never heard of the Sea God's inheritance having anything to do with an Angel Martial Soul.

Although the Angel God and the Sea God were both mighty beings of the God Realm, they belonged to completely different systems of inheritance; how could this be...?

The other Sacred Pillar Douluo gathered around as well. Upon hearing Ye Qing's answer, they were all as if struck by a binding spell, their faces etched with disbelief.

"High Priestess, what... what exactly is going on here?"

One Sacred Pillar Douluo couldn't help but speak up, his tone full of confusion: "How could the Sea God's inheritance fall upon the holder of an Angel Martial Soul?"

"Could the inheritance have gone wrong?"

Another chimed in, "Should we verify it once more?"

"Or could it be that Lord Sea God and the Angel God have gotten together?"

"Doesn't that mean we've become in-laws with Martial Soul Hall?"

"Silence!"

Listening to their conjectures and confusion, Bo Saixi turned back abruptly, her gaze sharp as a blade as she rebuked them: "How dare you question the will of Lord Sea God?!"

Her voice was not loud, yet it carried an indisputable majesty that instantly rendered all the Sacred Pillar Douluo silent and trembling.

"Regardless of what this child's Martial Soul may be, he is the successor chosen by Lord Sea God. That is beyond doubt!"

Bo Saixi swept her gaze over the group, warning them with a stern tone: "Whoever dares to speak another word of idle gossip, do not blame me for being impolite!"

The group hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to say another word.

Only then did Bo Saixi turn around, taking Ye Qing's hand once more, her face returning to a gentle smile: "Good child, come with me to the Sea God Hall. From now on, that will be your home."

Ye Qing nodded and followed Bo Saixi toward the magnificent Sea God Hall in the distance.

Behind them, the seven Sacred Pillar Douluo watched the two figures retreat, looking at one another before finally sighing in resignation.

Forget it, forget it. Whatever his Martial Soul might be, as long as he was chosen by Lord Sea God, they would just have to accept it.

It was just that...

An Angel Martial Soul paired with the Sea God's inheritance—no matter how one looked at it, the combination felt strange.