Next, it was time to return to Spirit City and see His Holiness the Pope, that lofty figure who haunted his dreams.
It was also time to unite all the lands beneath heaven once and for all.
Meanwhile, deep in the endless ocean, tens of thousands of miles from the Douluo Continent.
Sea God Island, Sea God Mountain.
At the center of a majestic ring-shaped sea within the sea, Sea God Mountain towered into the clouds, shrouded in a layer of brilliant golden light that seemed almost tangible.
It was the supreme divine miracle unique to Sea God Island: Sea God's Light.
Beneath that sacred radiance, even a Titled Douluo would feel insignificant and powerless.
Yet at that moment, on the white jade steps leading to Sea God Hall, a somewhat slender but incomparably tenacious figure was struggling steadily upward against divine might that threatened to crush him.
Crack, crack, crack...
The teeth-grating sound of grinding bones came from within Tang San.
That immense pressure, powerful enough to topple mountains and overturn seas, mercilessly hammered his flesh and meridians like countless heavy mallets.
Sweat had long since soaked his fitted blue outfit, dripping from his chin onto the white jade steps, where it instantly evaporated into nothing.
But there was not a trace of retreat in Tang San's bloodshot eyes. Instead, an almost tangible madness burned within them.
Mysterious Heaven Skill, break through!
Tang San let out a beastlike roar in his heart, frantically squeezing out the last remaining shred of internal power in his body.
He abruptly raised his right leg, which felt as though it had been filled with lead, and planted it heavily on the one hundred and eighth step.
Hum!
The instant he steadied himself, the terrifying pressure around him suddenly transformed into the purest spiritual