Chapter 207 The Sea God's Fear.
Above Poseidon Island.
The phantom of Poseidon was stunned.
Although it is only a divine thought, it has no pain receptors.
But the dizziness caused by that momentary shock to his soul made it almost impossible for him to maintain his balance.
What he found even more unacceptable was the humiliation he felt.
He was beaten.
He was slapped by an ordinary person.
In front of the whole world!
"you..."
"How dare you..."
The remaining half of the sea god's phantom face was filled with resentment and madness.
He let out a muffled roar.
He wanted to kill Lu Ming.
I want to tear this mortal to pieces.
But he couldn't move.
That force that confined the space still held him firmly in place.
This prevented him from even self-destructing his divine sense.
They can only be displayed in the air like clowns.
Lu Ming looked at the dilapidated divine figure.
He shook his head.
His eyes showed little interest.
"Too weak."
"They don't even have the right to let me make a second cut."
"In that case..."
"Then disappear."
Lu Ming didn't even bother to look at the illusory figure again.
He waved casually.
It's like driving away dust.
He uttered three words softly.
"Break it."
These three words were uttered.
Words become law.
An invisible wave swept across the thousand-foot-tall phantom in an instant.
That was not just an impact of force.
It is also the erasure of rules.
The phantom of the sea god didn't even have time to utter his last harsh words.
That enormous body.
Under this fluctuation, it crumbled inch by inch.
Start from the soles of your feet.
It spread all the way up to the top of your head.
Countless fine cracks covered his entire body.
Immediately afterwards.
Bang!
A dull thud.
That was the phantom of the sea god, symbolizing the ruler of the sea and possessing boundless divine power.
It exploded completely.
It transformed into countless golden specks of light.
Like dazzling fireworks, they bloomed in the sky above Poseidon Island.
It's breathtakingly beautiful.
Yet it was also so desolate that it made one's heart tremble.
With the collapse of divine consciousness.
The divine radiance that had been enveloping Poseidon Island vanished without a trace in an instant.
Rumble!
A loud, deafening roar erupted.
All that could be seen around Poseidon Island were seven enormous sacred pillars that had stood for countless years.
Sea Dragon Pillar
Sea Spear Pillar.
Sea Witch Pillar.
...
At this moment.
They collapsed all at once.
The massive stone pillar broke off and crashed into the sea, creating huge waves.
These seven sacred pillars are the foundation of Poseidon Island.
It is also a medium for connecting with the power of the sea god.
Now that the sea god's divine will has been severed, faith has collapsed.
These are sacred pillars.
Naturally, it loses its meaning of existence.
"puff!"
In front of Poseidon Temple.
Poseidon, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood again.
This time.
The blood even contained fragments of broken internal organs.
Her martial spirit is the Sea God Martial Spirit.
All her cultivation was tied to the Sea God.
Now the Sea God's divine consciousness has been forcibly erased.
As a deity, she suffered a devastating backlash.
Her once silvery-white hair instantly lost its luster and became dry and brittle like straw.
A deathly aura permeated her exquisitely beautiful face.
"Poseidon...Master..."
Poseidon's eyes lost focus.
She stared blankly at the golden specks of light drifting in the sky.
Looking at the collapsed sacred pillar.
The edifice of faith in my heart that has stood for over a hundred years.
It collapsed.
It collapsed completely.
The sea god is gone.
What is the meaning of her life?
An endless darkness descended.
Poseidon's vision went black.
He collapsed limply to the ground.
He completely lost consciousness.
As for the seven guardians of the holy pillars...
At this moment, they were all limp on the ground, like mud.
Even though the oppressive aura emanating from him had dissipated.
They no longer had the strength to stand up.
All that remained was endless despair and fear.
It's over.
Poseidon Island.
It's over.
In the sky.
Lu Ming was dressed in white, spotless.
He stood amidst the countless golden specks of light falling from the sky.
His expression was calm.
It was as if everything he had just done was nothing more than a trivial matter.
He stood with his hands behind his back.
My gaze pierced through layers of space, looking towards the distant East.
There.
It's in the direction of Jialing Pass.
The corners of his mouth.
A faint smile appeared on her face once again.
That's the look a hunter gives his prey.
"Tang San".
"What a wonderful gift."
Are you satisfied?
The sky was filled with golden specks of light, the last traces left by Poseidon, the god of the sea, on this world.
Each point of light contains divine power of the purest and most exquisite kind.
That is the ocean's eternal faith.
It is the power of wishes gathered by the worship of countless sea spirit beasts and sea spirit masters.
For any Soul Master, even a level 99 Peerless Douluo, this is a treasure trove that would drive anyone mad.
Obtaining just one drop offers the chance to glimpse the threshold of godhood.
But now.
These "treasures" scattered all over the sky seem to have found their home.
Lu Ming stood in the void.
Dressed in white, whiter than snow.
He didn't even try to guide him.
He just stood there quietly.
call--
A gentle breeze swept by.
Millions of golden specks of light resembled weary birds returning to their nests.
They rushed towards Lu Ming in a frenzy.
It wasn't that kind of violent devouring.
Rather, it is an extremely natural fusion.
Just like this power, it was rightfully his.
The light touched Lu Ming's body and instantly disappeared into it.
It did not cause any ripples.
There was no rejection whatsoever.
The aura emanating from Lu Ming was already a bottomless black hole.
now.
With the integration of these divine powers.
The black hole began to expand outward.
It's not the kind of explosive, aggressive outburst.
Rather, it represents a qualitative leap forward.
Simply standing there would have made the surrounding space feel oppressive.
Now.
He stood there.
The surrounding area erupted in cheers.
Begin to surrender.
It was as if he were the center of this world.
It's the rules themselves.
Level 99?
Demigod?
God-level?
These were originally used as yardsticks to measure the strength of the Douluo Continent.
At this moment, it all seems so pale and powerless.
Lu Ming closed his eyes slightly.
Feel the new surge of power flowing into my body.
It's warm and cozy.
It's not bad.
But it's only not bad.
For him now, devouring the divine consciousness avatar of a first-level god is nothing more than dessert after the main course.
It's not exactly a proper meal.
A moment later.
The last golden light disappeared into Lu Ming's brow.
Above Poseidon Island.
Qingming Festival has resumed.
It's just that the awe-inspiring divine figure is missing.
The seven sacred pillars that reach to the heavens are missing.
There was now only a desolate ruin.
Lu Ming slowly opened his eyes.
Those eyes.
Clear.
Profound.
Deep within his eyes, a faint golden light flashed before returning to calm.
He didn't look down at the group of Title Douluos who had fainted.
They also did not visit the sea god believers whose faith had collapsed and who were kneeling and weeping.
The joys and sorrows of ants.
The dragon never cared.
He slowly turned around in mid-air.
The movements were not fast.
You could even say they're a bit lazy.
But the moment he turned around.
The eyes of the entire world were drawn to his every move.
His gaze.
It was sent to the distant West.
That's the direction of Douluo Continent.
That's the direction of Jialing Pass.
They are thousands of miles apart.
Separated by a vast ocean and countless mountains and rivers.
But at this moment.
The space seemed to have lost its function of blocking the view.
(End of chapter)