"Hm?"
Bei Mingyuan, who was riding the wind and waves toward the Douluo Continent, suddenly paused. He had sensed a gaze watching him.
"Hmph!"
Bei Mingyuan snorted. His powerful divine sense swept out in an instant, crushing the intruding gaze.
A muffled groan came from the void, then vanished without a trace.
"A mere insect of the divine realm dares to spy on me?"
Bei Mingyuan felt nothing but disdain. On Douluo Star, his divine art had reached its peak. He no longer needed to hide anything.
Those fellows from the Douluo God Realm could not descend at will, and he could destroy the avatars of Second- and Third-Level Gods with a flick of his finger. Bei Mingyuan no longer regarded the Douluo God Realm as a threat.
The only thing that worried him now was the so-called Sky Curtain System overhead. He could not see through it at all, which meant it was at least more powerful than he was.
Bei Mingyuan had met Poseidon tens of thousands of years ago, back when Poseidon was still human.
Poseidon had already become a Limit Douluo. Seeking godhood, he traveled the seas and gathered faith.
After subduing the Soul Beasts in the waters surrounding the Douluo Continent, Poseidon was not satisfied. He ventured farther afield, hoping to win the faith of even more Soul Beasts.
The more faith he gathered, the stronger the Divine Position he would forge upon becoming a god, and the greater the power he would gain.
At the time, Bei Mingyuan happened to be roaming near the Douluo Continent, and that was how he encountered Poseidon.
When Poseidon spotted the unknown continent, he went ashore to investigate.
To his astonishment, the continent was almost as large as the Douluo Continent, and its humans and Soul Beasts lived together in peace.
He could hardly believe it. Humans and Soul Beasts were like fire and water. How could they coexist so harmoniously here?
Curious, Poseidon investigated further. He discovered that this was not all: the people here surpassed those of the Douluo Continent at the time by a hundredfold in both technology and strength.
Mature Soul Tool technology, humans with a higher Martial Soul awakening rate than those on the Douluo Continent, and countless Soul Beasts that had cultivated for a hundred thousand years.
It was a paradise hidden from the world.
Poseidon immediately conceived the idea of bringing the continent under his rule.
By then, the faith he had gathered from the seas around the Douluo Continent had greatly increased his strength. He had attained the power of a Demigod and was only one step away from becoming a god.
That gave him boundless confidence. He believed he could conquer the continent.
Then there was no "then."
Bei Mingyuan, who ruled the empire at the time, naturally could not stand by. He immediately confronted Poseidon.
The moment Bei Mingyuan unleashed his Kunpeng Martial Soul, Poseidon's confidence crumbled. Something was wrong with that Martial Soul! Why was it even fiercer than his own?
Poseidon's Martial Soul was already top-tier. As for the legendary Divine-Level Martial Soul, it was just that—a legend no one had ever seen.
Poseidon had not yet become a god, and Qian Yuhan, the Angel God, was still preparing for her own ascension. That made Bei Mingyuan's Kunpeng the only Divine-Level Martial Soul, and the strongest Martial Soul of all.
When the Kunpeng appeared, lightning flashed and thunder roared. Bei Mingyuan transformed the Kunpeng into a giant bird and sent Poseidon flying with a single sweep of its wing.
Unwilling to accept defeat, Poseidon swung his trident to teach Bei Mingyuan a lesson, only to be thoroughly toyed with.
How could he possibly keep up with the Kunpeng's speed?
Besides, Bei Mingyuan was also a Demigod, and he was fighting on his own ground. He gave Poseidon a savage beating and warned him never to return.
Back home, Poseidon grew angrier the more he thought about it, but there was nothing he could do. He could neither beat Bei Mingyuan nor catch him. All he could do was swallow his anger, gather enough faith to become a god, and ascend to the Divine Realm.
He had thought he could take revenge once he reached the Divine Realm. Instead, he discovered that its rules forbade gods from descending at will. In the end, he even lost track of the Northern Underworld Continent's location, and the matter came to nothing.
Sea God Island, Sea God Hall.
Crack, crack~
As Bo Saixi fretted inside the Sea God Hall, she suddenly heard a series of cracking sounds.
She spun around and saw, to her horror, cracks spreading across the Sea God statue. With another crack, the statue collapsed.
"No! How could this happen?"
Bo Saixi rushed forward. Staring at the shattered statue scattered across the floor, she had no idea what to do.
"Lord Sea God! Why has this happened? Why did the statue crack?"
Bo Saixi looked around. The Sea God's Light that had once surrounded the hall had vanished. With the statue destroyed, Poseidon's connection to Sea God Island had been completely severed.
"Was it the Northern Underworld Continent?"
Bo Saixi remembered what Bei Mingxue had said: "Three days. In three days, the Northern Underworld Continent will arrive!"
[Bo Saixi: North Nether Great Emperor, tell me—is it true that the Northern Underworld Continent will arrive in three days?] At Bo Saixi's words, everyone on the Douluo Continent was baffled. [Yu Xiaogang: Bo Saixi? Why does that name sound familiar?] [Dai Mubai: Does it, Grandmaster? Who is she? And what does she mean, the Northern Underworld Continent will arrive?] [Bibi Dong: Bo Saixi, High Priestess of Sea God Island. Of today's three Level 99 Limit Douluo, she is the one known as invincible at sea.] The crowd was stunned to hear this. [Ning Fengzhi: So it is her. I've long heard of you. May I ask what you meant by that?] Bo Saixi ignored them. She kept her eyes fixed on the Northern Underworld Empire's messages, hoping for an answer. [Bei Mingxue: Oh? You know already? Did Poseidon tell you? Our ancestor just sent a divine message. Apparently, some insect was spying on him a moment ago.] [Bo Saixi: An... insect...] Poseidon had become a First-Level God through faith. With a wave of his hand, he could reshape heaven and earth. Yet to Bei Mingxue, he was merely an insect? [Bo Saixi: North Nether Great Emperor, you still haven't answered me. The Northern Underworld Continent is alive, isn't it?] [Bei Mingxue: That's right. The surprise in three days is that our Northern Underworld Continent is coming to the Douluo Continent in person for a little "friendly exchange."] [Yu Yuanzhen: What are you two talking about? An alive continent? Coming to the Douluo Continent in person? Can't you speak plainly?] [Dugu Bo: Exactly! You're driving this old man mad. I can't stand people who speak in riddles!] [Bei Mingxue: Riddles? No, no. I've explained your situation as simply as I could. You just don't understand.] [Yu Xiaogang: She's making a show of being mysterious. Don't waste time listening to her nonsense.] Bo Saixi looked at the screen in her sea of consciousness. A line of text had appeared on it: the sky curtain could transmit not only messages, but images as well. With a thought, Bo Saixi uploaded a video. [Bo Saixi: Watch this.]
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