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"Lord Sea God, I'm ready."
Tang San replied solemnly, though a trace of confusion lingered in his heart. He noticed a rare flicker of fervor in Poseidon's typically calm eyes. But he quickly understood—wasn't that fervor just like how Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang had looked when trying to prove his theories by taking him as a disciple back then? Poseidon was passing down his divine position, while Yu Xiaogang was validating a theory. Pretty much the same thing.
"Very good. Lie down on this platform," Poseidon said, pointing to a small circular pedestal nearby.
Tang San didn't doubt him. He lay flat on his back atop the platform, his hands clasped over his abdomen.
Poseidon snapped, "Who told you to lie like that? Lie on your stomach. On your stomach!"
Tang San frowned slightly. "Lord Sea God, is this position really necessary to complete the Sea God's final trial?"
The circular platform could only support his upper body and hips, and lying on it like that felt undeniably shameful.
"Of course. This platform connects directly to the Sea God Temple," Poseidon replied. "Lie down and focus carefully. This posture increases the chances of successfully completing the Ninth Sea God Trial."
"For the destruction of Spirit Hall… for Xiao Wu, for my parents, my uncle, and the Clear Sky Clan—if I must endure shame, so be it," Tang San muttered to himself, then turned over and lay face down on the platform.
Poseidon's eyes trailed along Tang San's back and fixated on the curve of his raised hips. At last, he revealed a perverse grin. "The Ninth Trial of the Sea God: Divine Power Transmission—begin."
As Tang San arrived at the Sea God's inheritance site, the skies above Sea God Island and the endless ocean darkened. The divine ground of the Sea God's legacy, fueled by countless years of faith, projected an image in the heavens—the process of Tang San receiving the Sea God's divine seat.
"What is that?"
Everyone on Sea God Island looked up at the vision in the sky. Even the sea spirit beasts in the ocean raised their heads in confusion at this miraculous scene.
"It's Lord Sea God! It's truly him!"
The older members of the Devil Spirit Great White Shark clan cried out first. They remembered vividly—this was the man who had led them in sweeping across the seas in a legendary campaign twenty thousand years ago.
"It really is Lord Sea God!"
Sea spirit beasts on the island, and even those in the vast ocean who worshipped the Sea God, recognized the figure in the light screen—clad in a flowing sea-blue robe—through the statues both on Sea God Island and throughout the endless seas.
"Is that Lord Tang San? Then this must be the process of inheriting the Sea God's legacy!"
"Spread the word! Lord Tang San has reached the final stage of the Divine Trial! Everyone kneel and close your eyes—pray for Lord Tang San!"
Except for the Sea Dragon, the other six Holy Pillar Douluo instantly used their soul power, their voices echoing across the island.
The Sea God's inheritance—how sacred and solemn! Was it something mere servants like them were qualified to witness?
Even though they longed to open their eyes and witness this divine event after hearing the Sea God's words about the ocean's significance to him and his inheritance, they dared not. To offend the Sea God meant divine punishment!
Everyone on Sea God Island knelt and shut their eyes in silent prayer. But soon, the sound of fabric tearing reached their ears, followed by a panicked voice—Tang San's voice.
"Lord Sea God, what are you doing?!"
That voice caused many to instinctively open their eyes and lift their heads—only to freeze in utter shock. The Sea God, a figure they revered like a god, had bound Tang San's limbs with chains and torn off all his clothes. He himself was equally unclothed.
What happened next utterly shattered the faith of all who watched—humans and sea beasts alike. The almighty Sea God, the divine being they worshipped, had initiated… intimate physical contact with Tang San.
"AHHH—!"
Tang San's heart-wrenching scream echoed across the sky as Poseidon began his carnal ritual.
Tang San's bloodshot eyes blazed with murderous fury. His once-pure and virtuous body had suffered unspeakable humiliation. Despite the pain, he roared with rage, "Poseidooooon—!"
Poseidon, all the while moving frenetically, sighed, "Tang San, don't blame me. This is just how the inheritance works. The divine essence of the Sea God must be transmitted in liquid form into your body. Just endure it."
The soul masters of Sea God Island twitched at his words. In a way, Poseidon's logic seemed oddly sound. As the god of the sea, his power came from water. Infusing someone with that power in liquid form… might, in a twisted sense, only work this way.
Still—why make it a public broadcast? Why show this "clash of naked men" to so many people? Forcing so many soul masters and sea beasts to witness this act—was this not the ultimate social death?
Even if Tang San successfully inherited the Sea God's divine seat, no one on Sea God Island would ever be able to look him in the eye again. From that day on, even offering prayers to the Sea God would unavoidably bring this nightmarish image back into their minds.
The sight of a grown man being publicly violated and watched by so many—Tang San, even if he did inherit the Sea God's divine position, would surely find it impossible to face everyone afterward. And if the roles had been reversed—if it had been a woman instead—wouldn't it be a matter of her purity being stolen and her body shamelessly paraded before countless onlookers? Wouldn't she, upon learning what happened, be driven to suicide?
This was the first thought that crossed the minds of the soul masters on Sea God Island. The female soul masters in particular felt shaken to their core. To witness such an ordeal, to realize what their revered deity had done, sent tremors through their hearts. Their faith in the Sea God wavered—deeply and irreparably.
As for the countless soul masters and spirit beasts witnessing this scene, opinions naturally varied. After all, as the saying goes: "A thousand readers will imagine a thousand Hamlets."
Among them, the Devil Spirit Great White Shark clan stood in silence. The young female shark, Bai Xiuxiu—daughter of Xiao Bai—watched the unfolding scene and muttered, "Lord Sea God… you were with my mother for a thousand years, riding on her back for all that time, yet you never made any move toward her or showed interest in any woman at all. Could it be… that you like men?"
In Bai Xiuxiu's eyes, her mother was the most perfect woman in the world. She had fought side-by-side with the Sea God himself—waging war against the Evil Demon Whale King, battling the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King. After taking human form, she had a tall, graceful figure and stunning features. Yet for a whole millennium, the Sea God never once showed desire for her. Now, seeing the scene playing out above, Bai Xiuxiu couldn't help but think: was this proof that the Sea God preferred men?
The people of Sea God Island had tried to brace themselves for the horrifying imagery. They thought they could endure Tang San's screams. But what happened next—the conversation between the two—utterly petrified them.
Tang San howled in anguish, "How much longer?!"
Poseidon, still in the midst of relentless motion, answered calmly, "Each transmission only delivers ten percent of my divine power. It will take ten rounds in total."
"The first eight trials were meant to build one hundred percent compatibility with my divine power, to allow you to use my strength fluently. But the Ninth Trial… this is where I transfer my true divine essence into you."
"Tang San, endure it. Inheriting a god's position is no easy feat. This path is riddled with hardship and pain. Without weathering the storm, how can you ascend to divinity?"
(End of Chapter)