Chapter 310: Nothing More Than This
Rumble—!
Thunder and lightning roared through the sky, as if venting the Sea God's fury. The terrifying divine pressure weighed down the entire space, plunging it into a suffocating stillness.
"Nothing more than this."
In the face of the Sea God's overwhelming might, Xiao Yu showed no fear whatsoever. His spine stood tall and straight, and his immense soul power surged from within him, condensing into an unstoppable counterforce that shot toward the Sea God's projection.
Boom!
With a thunderous explosion, the air itself shook. The violent collision between the two forces released a shockwave so powerful it uprooted ancient trees that had stood for over a hundred years.
"Hm? This power...?"
The Sea God's illusory brows furrowed.
Though limited by the laws of the Divine Realm and only able to use a portion of his strength, it was still divine power—and yet, a mere mortal had managed to contend with it?
This boy… he truly is a variable. He must not be allowed to live!
A sharp killing intent surged from the Sea God's form. He reached out, grasping into the void. In an instant, the Sea God Trident vanished from Tang San's grasp and appeared in his own hand, rapidly expanding into a massive weapon several dozen meters long.
The Sea God took a step forward and attacked Xiao Yu—yet even as he moved, he didn't forget to "buff" Tang San. An aged voice rang out in Tang San's mind:
"I roamed the waters of the Douluo World for over a thousand years and finally attained the position of Sea God. I created the Golden Thirteen Tridents and swept across the seas undefeated. Now I grant you the first three tridents. Watch carefully, I will use each of them only once. First move—Uncertain Storm."
With a wave of his trident, a golden halo burst forth from the Sea God Trident, heading straight for Xiao Yu.
Uncertain Storm—the only control-type technique among the Sea God's Golden Thirteen Tridents, and the strongest of them all. Once struck, no matter how powerful the target, they would be immobilized for eight full seconds. It was known as the number one divine control skill in the Divine Realm.
Xiao Yu didn't resist.
He seemed to allow the golden ring to trap him willingly.
Though the Sea God didn't fully understand Xiao Yu's intentions, he pressed on, unleashing the second of the thirteen tridents: Eternal Void.
As the trident swept through the air, dazzling beams of golden light erupted from it, blanketing the sky as they rained down toward Xiao Yu like a divine barrage.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A series of deafening blasts rang out, and the sky filled with dust and smoke, shrouding Xiao Yu's figure from sight. But this didn't hinder the Sea God in the slightest—he had no intention of stopping. In his mind, Xiao Yu was still trapped by Uncertain Storm, and the glow of that move served as the perfect target lock.
Golden Thirteen Tridents—third move: No Return!
The Sea God raised his colossal trident high. Divine power surged into it. From the tip of the trident shot a translucent golden beam, cutting through the swirling smoke and locking precisely onto Xiao Yu using the energy fluctuations of Uncertain Storm.
"Go!"
The Sea God roared as he hurled the trident with all his might. It tore through the air like a meteor, piercing through space itself as it shot toward Xiao Yu.
BOOM!
Another earth-shaking explosion erupted. The very fabric of the surrounding space distorted. The violent burst of energy triggered a celestial anomaly—storm clouds swirled and the sky itself looked as though it might collapse.
Tang San's eyes widened as he stared toward the impact zone of the trident, his heart racing with anticipation.
'With an attack that terrifying… Xiao Yu… he must be dead now.'
"Heh… so this is the so-called Golden Thirteen Tridents? Turns out, it's nothing much at all."
A mocking voice rang out from within the smoke. As the dust dispersed, Xiao Yu's figure reappeared—his clothing entirely intact, not even the corner of his robe torn. The only difference was that he was no longer releasing his Nether Monarch Martial Soul. Instead, what hovered before him now was a massive blood-red scythe.
Red. Red. Red. Red. Red. Red. Red. Red. Red!
Nine dazzlingly red, one-hundred-thousand-year soul rings circled the blood scythe, exuding a pressure far more terrifying than before.
"He… he also has twin martial souls?!"
Tang San's pupils contracted.
Twin martial souls had always been his biggest edge against Xiao Yu. But in this moment, that advantage was crushed completely. Not only was Xiao Yu also a twin martial soul wielder, but he had already overcome the backlash of dual spirits and cultivated his second martial soul to the point where all nine of its soul rings were at the hundred-thousand-year level.
And it was at this moment that Xiao Yu finally revealed his true soul power: level 99—quasi-god realm—undisputedly the strongest on the continent.
Neither Bo Saixi, nor Qian Daoliu, nor even Tang Chen—who had already fallen to Xiao Yu at the peak of his strength—could rival him.
Because if Xiao Yu so wished, he could break through to level 100 at any time.
But the reason he hadn't done so was simple.
Every level beyond Title Douluo was a chasm, and the higher he climbed, the greater the need for careful accumulation. Especially for someone like Xiao Yu, who relied on the boost granted by fusing soul rings into his second martial soul to break through realms rapidly. What he needed was time to settle, to consolidate, and to truly strengthen his foundation.
Otherwise, if he recklessly rushed his advancement, he would end up like Tang San—an unstable tower in the sky. All flash, no substance. Doomed to fail in a prolonged battle.
"The power of the Death God…"
The moment the deathly scythe manifested, a voice tinged with fear rang from the Sea God.
He could clearly sense it—the divine might in Xiao Yu's second martial soul. It was unmistakable: the divine power of the Death God, a primary god who had been ambushed and killed decades ago by him and the Asura God working together.
"Sea God, since you've recognized it… all the better."
Xiao Yu grinned, revealing pristine white teeth.
"As the saying goes—debts must be paid. Today, I'll make you pay with your life, on behalf of the Death God."
"Delusional! That god fell long ago—how much divine power could he possibly have left to give you?!"
With a furious shout, the Sea God raised both arms. The divine armor on his body flared with dazzling brilliance, and a vast, illusory ocean appeared beside him.
With a forward thrust of the Sea God Trident, towering waves surged forth as the might of the boundless ocean exploded in full, crashing straight toward Xiao Yu.
At the same time, a voice suddenly echoed in Tang San's mind:
"Run!"
The Sea God's words might have been bold, but his heart was far from steady. Yes, the Death God had fallen, and the divine power left on Xiao Yu should've been limited. But the Sea God himself wasn't physically present either. He could only draw upon a sliver of divine power. And among the two candidates, Xiao Yu's strength clearly surpassed that of his chosen successor, Tang San.
Tang San's face changed dramatically. He stared in disbelief at Xiao Yu, who now wielded the Death God's Scythe and charged headlong into the Sea God's divine tidal wave.
Could it be… that even the Sea God, a being of divine status, didn't have absolute confidence in defeating Xiao Yu?
Just how far… had Xiao Yu's strength already reached?
Though he felt humiliated, Tang San had no choice but to heed the warning. The Eight Spider Lances emerged from his back as he made a sharp turn, retrieved the Sea God Trident thrown earlier, and fled the city at full speed.
(End of this chapter)
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