Spirit Hall Branch on Sea God Island

"Move aside."

Golden Crocodile Douluo snorted coldly and strode toward the temple gates.

Bo Saixi bit her lip hard. In the end, beneath the Sea God's Mark, she could only step aside and clear the path to the entrance.

"Thank you for showing us the way, High Priestess."

Qian Daoliu smiled as he passed Bo Saixi, swaggering into the temple that Sea God Island regarded as forbidden ground behind Ye Yuan and Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Bo Saixi trembled all over. Clutching her staff tightly, her face dark with anger, she could only follow them inside, afraid that this band of robbers would tear the temple apart.

Inside Sea God's Temple.

The great hall was vast and dim.

At the very deepest part of the hall stood a towering altar.

At its center, an enormous trident had been thrust upside down into the ground.

The trident was completely black and devoid of luster, its surface covered in ancient patterns.

Though it stood there silently, the deep, crushing aura it emitted, like an endless ocean, made even the air in the hall feel thick and heavy.

"So this is the Sea God Trident?"

Qian Daoliu walked up to the altar and stroked his chin, a trace of curiosity flashing in his eyes.

As the Angel God's High Priest, he naturally wanted to compare the weapons of other gods with his own.

"Big Brother, let this old man test its weight first!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes burned as he stepped onto the altar.

He bent his knees slightly, gripped the thick shaft with both hands, and let out a deafening roar:

"Rise!"

The terrifying brute strength of a rank ninety-eight Super Douluo erupted. The muscles in Golden Crocodile Douluo's arms bulged high, veins protruding fiercely.

Yet, without passing all the Divine Trials, the