Even after Ning Liu finished speaking, Tang Chen's angular face was still filled with unease.
Although his physical body had already reached the level of a demigod, he knew better than anyone else that the strength of a soul beast that had lived for countless millennia was far beyond the comprehension of an ordinary Limit Douluo.
"My lord, it is far too dangerous to go alone."
Tang Chen said in a deep voice, his words filled with undisguised worry.
Ning Liu turned around, her face completely calm.
"No matter what kind of Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King I am, I am still the successor of the God of Asura."
"that is!"
Xiao Wu, standing to the side, puffed out her cheeks in protest.
"Senior, you underestimate Brother Ning Liu! And you underestimate me too!"
She hopped forward, proudly puffed out her chest, and pointed at herself with her fair index finger:
"I am the successor of the Sea God! I will soon inherit the Sea God's position! With me here, Brother Ning Liu will definitely be fine!"
As she spoke, the golden trident mark on her smooth forehead suddenly shone with a warm and vast radiance.
A powerful aura originating from the ancient ocean spread out, sacred and majestic, yet carrying the gentle embrace of the ocean.
The aura emanating from Xiao Wu was like a boundless giant wave, crashing heavily into Tang Chen's heart.
The bloodthirsty aura that belonged to the King of Slaughter on his body was completely washed away at this moment.
He stared blankly at Xiao Wu, his head, which had been proud all his life, showing an expression of disbelief for the first time in front of a junior.
He took a half step back, his lips moved, but no sound came out.
That aura... it was so familiar, so familiar it was etched into my very being.
"Sea God..."
Tang Chen's voice was hoarse beyond recognition, "That's right... this aura..."
He suddenly raised his head, his gaze fixed intently on Xiao Wu.
Those eyes, which once terrified countless powerful figures, now held no trace of domineering arrogance, only a desperate urgency.
"So you've met Poseidon, what was she like...?"
The three words "Poseidon" were uttered by this demigod, as light as a sigh, yet as heavy as if they carried a century of regret and longing.
Ning Liu watched this scene quietly, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes.
He stepped forward and gently patted Tang Chen's shoulder.
This seemingly ordinary action acted as a calming force, stabilizing Tang Chen's slightly trembling body.
A gentle smile appeared on his face:
"Senior Tang Chen, once this matter is settled, I will take you to Seagod Island."
Tang Chen suddenly raised his head, his gaze shifting from the bewildered Xiao Wu to Ning Liu's calm and deep eyes.
Ning Liu's smile deepened:
"Poseidon and I had already made an agreement on this matter! Don't worry!"
An eerie silence fell over the lakeside.
Only the rustling of the wind through the treetops and the gentle lapping of the Lake of Life against the shore could be heard.
Tang Chen's burly body stiffened slightly at this moment.
He looked at Ning Liu, then at Xiao Wu, his eyes churning with emotions like a raging storm.
There was astonishment, ecstasy, and pain, but more than anything, there was the immense shock of something lost and then regained.
After a long while, he slowly closed his eyes, his chest heaving violently, as if trying to calm his heart, which had been dormant for a century but had suddenly been overwhelmed by a raging storm.
When I opened my eyes again, all the storms had subsided, leaving only a deep, calm as the sea.
He nodded solemnly and slowly to Ning Liu.
"good."
One word finally broke the oppressive atmosphere.
Xiao Wu cheered and tugged at Ning Liu's sleeve, shaking it:
"Brother Ningliu, let's go quickly! Let's see what that big guy looks like!"
The Ming dynasty had already lowered its massive head to the shore, and its voice rang out gently:
"Come on up."
Ning Liu, supporting Xiao Wu, leaped onto the wide, smooth area between the two corners of the Great Ming Dynasty.
The scales felt cool to the touch, yet were incredibly solid.
"Erming, I'm leaving this place to you."
Da Ming gave instructions to the Titan Ape on the shore.
"roar!"
Erming pounded his strong chest and let out a low roar in response.
The next moment, the massive head of the Ming Dynasty silently rose and slid into the water.
The clear lake surface parted automatically before it, without stirring up a single ripple.
Da Ming was incredibly fast; in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a cyan shadow and sped towards the deep blue, sapphire-like area in the center of the lake.
On the shore, Tang Chen and Yue Guan stood side by side, watching the figure disappear into the misty water vapor in the heart of the lake.
"Tsk tsk, the life force in this place is unbelievably strong."
He glanced sideways at Tang Chen beside him and found that the other was still staring at the lake without moving, his eyes vacant, seemingly lost in thought.
Yue Guan pursed her lips.
"With Sect Leader Ning taking charge, what can't be handled? Why should we bother with this?"
As he spoke, he found a clean patch of grass and sat down cross-legged.
"Such a wonderful place, it would be a waste not to cultivate here. I won't stand on ceremony."
Before he finished speaking, golden halos of soul power rippled out from his body, and the phantom of the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum Martial Soul appeared and disappeared behind him, greedily absorbing the pure life energy in the air.
Tang Chen did not respond.
His heart was no longer with the Starry Sky Forest before him, nor with the unknown Beast God at the bottom of the lake.
His heart flew over countless mountains and rivers, over boundless oceans, and to the island of Poseidon, which he had left a hundred years ago.
The image of a woman in a red dress, holding a scepter, gradually became clear in his mind.
Her face is just as it was a hundred years ago, heartbreakingly beautiful, and despairingly distant.
Poseidon...
After a long while, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he finally sat down slowly.
A powerful life force enveloped him like a warm tide.
However, unlike Yue Guan, who was eager to break through, what he sought at this moment was not the improvement of his power, but merely to use the tranquility of this world to calm his century-old heart, which had been stirred up by a single sentence.
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