Chapter 159 Joke
Tang San stood in front of the steps of the Sea God Temple like a sculpture.

After so many years of experience, he developed a mentality of looking at everything lightly, but at this moment he couldn't suppress his expression at all. He stared at the card representing the content of the assessment in his hand with a question mark on his face.

What is this? Why do you need to keep your back close to the steps the whole way up, and the closest point cannot be more than three inches beyond the steps? What a ridiculous requirement.

Can this strange action help you climb stairs? The most outrageous thing is that any other action is invalid climbing and will be punished.

Remember, Tang Long walked normally.

With a thought, the card turned into a stream of light and was retracted into the body.

Tang San rubbed his beardless chin. According to what the chief priest said, all the requirements of the assessment had their own deep meanings. Could this also be considered a part of the training to become a god?

But what is the use of this training?
His brain was about to smoke, and he couldn't figure out the reason or possibility for Poseidon to set this requirement.

He raised his head and gazed at the Light of Poseidon that no one could see except him.

If I remember correctly, as long as you step onto the steps illuminated by this light, you will be squeezed by powerful pressure.

I can't climb fast, and I have to be restricted by this weird action. Why does it feel like I can't finish it within a year?
He gritted his teeth and didn't care about shame anymore. After all, the chief priest had already given the order and used divine power to seal off the place, so there was no need to worry about being seen.

So I just laid on the ground and tried to get used to it in the small square in the sea.

The extremely awkward movement was like a strange creature crawling on the ground.

After moving with difficulty for a while, he was exhausted both physically and mentally. He stood up covered in dust. Fortunately, his clothes were specially made, otherwise they would have been worn out long ago.

To sum up, I can't move quickly as long as I stay close to the ground. Could it be that Poseidon is training my perseverance?
Then he took a deep breath, lay down on his back again, and climbed up the stairs.

The moment the whole body entered, the pressure surged. Although this force was constantly pushing oneself out, this body posture was unexpectedly resistant to pressure.

Tang San suddenly felt a little regretful.

What a pity! Why can't I just lie down? Although it hurts my neck to keep my head up, at least it's more relaxing.

Continue to crawl upwards. Although the pressure is increasing, it is still acceptable.

Suddenly, his movements froze, and golden lightning condensed from the light of the sea god and struck down. His whole body felt numb, and then he was pushed out of the steps by the pressure.

He rolled around a few times in a panic, his eyes expressionless and his body wet.

A moment later, he came to his senses and felt discomfort in his lower body. He looked around quickly, fearing that someone would see this embarrassing thing.

I was hit so hard that I lost consciousness and even became incontinent due to the numbness.

Remembering that there was no way there could be anyone else here, Tang San heaved a sigh of relief.

He changed into the clothes he had prepared in advance and became more cautious when facing the stairs. He had just used too much force and lifted it more than three inches, but the punishment was so horrific.

This time, as a freak, he was considering every move.

However, due to the lack of many opportunities and auxiliary abilities, as well as the additional restrictions, even the Eight Spider Lance could not be used because it required the back to approach the stairs. He reached his limit after climbing to the fifteenth floor.

Tang San, who was extremely tired and sweating profusely, wanted to stand up and stretch, but when he remembered that he was still on the stairs, he lost his courage.

I lay down for a while with my eyes closed and found that the effect of meditation in resisting stress here is several times better than that in the outside world. It is simply a holy place for cultivation.

His eyes lit up. If that was the case, then there might be a chance to complete it.

So he began to practice lying down.

Above the Sky -
The two men, one red and one blue, were lying on the beach, watching the strange creatures crawling in the light screen in front of them, and they couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hehe, what are you laughing at? This is the successor to your throne." Shura joked.

"Tsk~ You said that he would die if he got the god's position, so I must have some fun. Do you have any Gengjin? Get me some."

"What do you want that thing for? You don't have enough harpoons?"

Poseidon rolled his eyes and pouted, "My Trident of Poseidon!"

"Yes, yes, Harpoon God~"

Although his words were full of blood-pressure-raising nonsense, Shura still threw a fist-sized golden ball over. "That's all?"

"Not enough? Then add something else. This is all I have."

"alright."

Afterwards, Poseidon casually took out a large gold ingot and other ores from somewhere, and kneaded them together with the Gengjin, and finally formed them into the same shape as his own weapon.

He examined it carefully before embellishing it a little more and taking out a blue gem and adding some magical powers to it to make it look extraordinary.

Finally it was inlaid on the trident.

Looking at this work, he nodded with satisfaction. When the time came to inherit the throne, he would exchange the original work he had left behind for this one. That was a divine weapon that he had poured countless efforts into and forged with his own martial spirit. It would be a waste to leave it to a mortal guy.

Shura glanced at what Poseidon was holding and instantly understood what he was thinking.

"I advise you not to do this. Have you forgotten that you have bound the artifact to the throne? If you don't want to run away, just tell me earlier and I won't waste so much effort."

"He must die, so I made arrangements in advance to leave it to someone else who is destined to be with me. The throne cannot remain vacant forever."

"Do as you please, but don't get yourself into this mess. If you fail, I won't take care of you."

In the blink of an eye, one month later.

Time was running out, as the date of return he had promised was approaching, Feng Xuan had to give up traveling to many countries and provinces in the south and hurried to Xingluo City.

The situation there is somewhat different from other cities. Although the overall quality of the soul masters is very high, the number is too small, and the overall distribution is very regular. Basically, except for the imperial city, there are people from major families.

Even if a soul master walks out of an ordinary family's door, he will wear a servant emblem representing his family.

The same is true in front of the doors of various vendors, all of which have the seal of the force they belong to.

It can be said that there is a clear distinction between Jing and Wei.

This time the goal is clear, which is to take down the Xu family and support the other party to replace the Dai family, without actively killing people.

After all, once the strongest person in this broken place dies, it will inevitably lead to a struggle between forces, and then chaos. Even if he can reshuffle the cards with his powerful strength, it will take too long.

I'm getting married soon, and after that time is tight and the tasks are heavy, so I don't have time to take care of so many things.

Just find a spokesperson and run the business slowly, then send a few banned accounts to supervise and things will be over.

The head of the Xu family is an old woman who is a level 94 Titled Douluo. Apart from her, there is only an elderly level 88 Soul Douluo.

At present, it can be said that the family has fallen on hard times, and the only talented children in the family are the great-grandchildren.

Knowing about Dugu Bo's surrender and the strength he had shown, she did not say much. She was certain that she would be supported as the leader of Xing Luo in the future, so she agreed directly.

But the only condition was to take away the two most talented children.

A man and a woman, both of whom have innate soul power of around level seven or eight, are even related to each other by blood for eight generations or more. They were carefully selected as a way of leaving offspring and showing their loyalty to the emperor.

After all, the family has nothing to offer except for gold and silver items, and the Spirit Hall does not look down on the little wealth of the Xu family trapped in Xingluo City.

She then announced on the spot that she had officially broken with the royal family and started a war to fight for the imperial power.

She had been doing things secretly before. In a one-on-one fight, she was not afraid of the Xingluo Emperor. She was old and could fight one for one at most. But the other party had the support of the martial soul fusion technique, so she had to shrink her forces.

With Feng Xuan's support, it would be easy to take down the royal family.

However, Feng Xuan refused to take action, and instead taught the other party the method of condensing the soul core and replaced the soul ring, and also gave the other party the soul bone that she was missing. She directly broke through to level 96 on the spot.

The breakthrough in cultivation directly increased the lifespan significantly, and the accompanying effect of restoring youth also instantly changed the other party's appearance from an old woman to a charming woman.

The nine black soul rings were even more dazzling. Although he couldn't defeat the opponent's martial soul fusion skill head-on, he was no longer afraid.

After completing the final layout, Feng Xuan set out to return to Wuhun City.

(End of this chapter)