First Spirit Skill, Wrath of the Sea God!

As the first rays of dawn pierced the horizon, Poseinan let out a long breath and slowly opened his eyes.

A flash of deep blue divine light flickered in his pupils and vanished. His entire aura seemed more solid and restrained, and a layer of warm, jade-like luster appeared to flow beneath his skin.

After a night of cultivation, the energy from the Whale Glue had been initially absorbed.

He could clearly feel that his meridians had widened slightly, his bones had become tougher, and his flesh and blood were brimming with vigorous power.

This was only the beginning; as he continued to refine it, the effects would gradually become more apparent.

Sensing his state, Poseixi nodded with satisfaction. "It seems the effect is excellent. Nan-nan, how do you feel?"

Poseinan stood up and clenched his fist tightly, his knuckles emitting a faint cracking sound. A brilliant smile appeared on his face. "I feel great! I'm full of energy! Sister Xixi, Sister Xiaobai, thank you both!"

Xiaobai leaned in playfully, wanting to ruffle his hair, but Poseinan nimbly dodged her, drawing a burst of laughing scolding from her.

Poseinan gazed at the sparkling sea, feeling the surging power within his body and the faint glimmer of his God Trial at the center of his brow. A sense of ambition began to rise in his heart.

The future was long.

But the path was already beneath his feet.

After several more days of meticulously polishing his condition and adjusting his physique, soul power, and mental strength to their absolute peak, Poseinan felt the time was right.

Adhering to the principle that "charity begins at home" and that anything he couldn't use himself could be given to his subordinates, he called out to his old man through the God Trial mark:

"Oi! Old man, you there? Your son is ready to absorb his first soul ring! Be a pal and send over some God-Bestowed Soul Rings, will you?"

"I'm not asking for much, just a hundred or eighty will do. If I can't use them all, I can save them or distribute them to others; it'll help boost the overall strength of our Sea God Island!"

This scene left Xiaobai, who was standing nearby, completely stunned. Her beautiful eyes widened into perfect circles, her small mouth slightly agape as she stared at Poseinan, her expression as if to say:

Seriously, little brother?

Is this how you usually communicate with your father?

Are you really that brave?

Meanwhile, in the God Realm.

Poseidon, who was busy handling divine affairs, clearly heard his "good son's" lion-sized demand and nearly died of anger on the spot.

Good grief!

God-Bestowed Soul Rings, and a hundred or eighty at that?

What do you think these are?

Cabbages grown in a field? Something you can dig up by the basketful?

He knew that condensing a God-Bestowed Soul Ring required the consumption of divine power and faith, even for him. Mass production?

Don't even think about it!

This little brat really just says whatever comes to his mind!

He gritted his teeth and said, "No, absolutely not! Two at most, and not a single one more!"

Poseinan wore an expression of disappointment on his young face and sighed. "Sigh... Old man, I didn't expect you to be so poor after spending so many years in the God Realm. Fine, fine, two it is."

"I... I'm poor???"

The Sea God Poseidon felt his blood pressure soaring.

He took deep breaths repeatedly, reciting "he's my own flesh and blood," "if I break him, his mother will cry," and "Hui Mie is probably waiting to see me make a fool of myself" ten times in his heart.

Only then did he barely suppress the urge to drag his son up and spank him.

Poseidon irritably sent the God-Bestowed Soul Rings over, then left behind a final sentence before disappearing:

"You brat! Cultivate properly and don't contact me unless it's something important!"

Poseinan weighed the two warm, jade-like golden orbs containing vast energy in his hands and curled his lips. "So stingy, old man."

However, two God-Bestowed Soul Rings were enough for now.

Having received the rings, he didn't dawdle and said to Xiaobai, "Sister Xiaobai, please guard me."

"Alright."

Xiaobai nodded and moved a little closer.

A refreshing, milky fragrance wafted toward him.

It left Poseinan somewhat speechless. "Sister Xiaobai, although you're guarding me, there's no need to be that close."

It was almost like being smothered by a face wash.

Xiaobai stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, her pretty face flushing slightly as she shifted half a step back. "Hehe, I'm used to it, I'm used to it. It just feels safer this way. I'll be careful, I'll be careful."

Poseinan shook his head and said no more.

He crushed the orb in his palm.

In an instant, a colorless soul ring attached itself around his body.

Poseinan sat cross-legged, his Sea God martial soul manifesting of its own accord.

The energy of the God-Bestowed Soul Ring was gentle yet vast, enveloping him like the deepest reaches of the ocean.

It tested the limits of his body's endurance.

Initially, the soul ring's energy flowed in like a stream, nourishing his meridians.

Soon, the stream transformed into a river, surging through every bone and vessel in his body.

Poseinan's expression remained calm as he guided the soul ring, absorbing and refining its power with all his might.

A faint dark gold halo shimmered across the surface of his skin.

It was the residual medicinal power of the seventy-thousand-year Dark Gold Deep Sea Demon Whale Glue, now fully ignited, strengthening his muscles and bones while expanding the resilience of his meridians.

The age of the soul ring rose rapidly in silence.

One hundred years, five hundred, eight hundred, one thousand... As he broke through the millennium threshold, the energy intensified abruptly, like raging waves crashing against the shore.

Poseinan's body trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat seeped from his forehead, yet his eyes remained clear and resolute.

"It is merely a thousand-year soul ring; settle down for me!"

The next moment, the phantom of the Sea God martial soul became increasingly solid, forcibly suppressing the violent energy surge.

One thousand five hundred, two thousand, two thousand one hundred, two thousand three hundred...

Finally, the energy impact reached a terrifying peak, as if it intended to crush and reconstruct every inch of his flesh.

Poseinan gritted his teeth, circulating his soul power to the limit. The Sea God Trident mark on his forehead grew slightly warm, as if resonating with the God Realm, imbuing him with a sliver of indomitable will.

"Now is the time!"

He shouted inwardly, guiding the final and most ferocious surge of energy to strike fiercely against the invisible barrier.

"Boom—!"

Something within him seemed to shatter; it was not pain, but a sense of sudden, expansive clarity.

The surging energy flowed like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, quickly calming and settling.

In the end, it merged perfectly with his martial soul and body.

The invisible energy ring around him suddenly solidified, transforming into a deep purple halo that settled firmly upon the Sea God phantom.

Three thousand years!

His first soul ring had locked in at an astonishing three thousand years!

An unprecedented first soul ring!

Xiaobai, who was guarding Poseinan, considered herself well-traveled, but seeing this scene, she couldn't help but gasp. "Little Nannan, you have truly broadened my horizons."

"As expected of the son of the Sea God; a three-thousand-year first soul ring is truly unprecedented!"

Poseinan slowly opened his eyes, a faint curve tugging at the corners of his lips.

The soul ring had indeed developed exactly as he had envisioned.

Back in the God Realm, he had been pondering.

Most of his father's soul ring techniques belonged to the gentler side of the ocean, such as the Light of the Sea God, and even the divine skills he possessed after becoming a god showcased the relatively tender side of the sea.

But what was the true strength of the ocean?

Was it not its profound depth and its ferocity?

The path walked by predecessors was not necessarily suitable for those of the present!

Therefore, while absorbing the soul ring, Poseinan had constantly envisioned the violent, surging side of the ocean in his mind.

And now, his hypothesis had been proven correct.

Poseinan's first soul skill was named the Wrath of the Sea God!