Whether it was Lan Fozi or the Demon Emperor, they were both renowned figures in the sea.
Bai Xiuxiu didn't doubt their strength for a moment—but it all depended on who they were compared to.
A step away from godhood... was still not godhood.
But the ones escorting Poseidon's ascension were two Second-Level Gods.
"You mean Tang San's parents? If you think they can stop me, by all means, stir up some trouble and get them to come rescue you," Lan Fozi chuckled, eyes resting on the flaming gate of Seagod Island.
"I..." Bai Xiuxiu opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say. She truly didn't dare to disturb Tang Hao and Ah Yin.
She snuck a glance at those sea soul beasts who were burning their life force to help Poseidon connect with the power of the ocean. All of them were Poseidon fanatics.
But even fanaticism had levels.
Some of them, like Xiaobai, were truly die-hard followers who would sacrifice themselves for the Seagod without hesitation.
But most were like Bai Xiuxiu. While they were fanatics in name, it didn't mean they were willing to die for it.
The reason they were burning themselves now... was because Xiaobai forced them.
They had originally hidden deep in the sea, but were captured by Chen Xinjie and Xiaobai and dragged back to Seagod Island.
Bai Xiuxiu had known when those sea soul beasts were captured. She had barely escaped, so why would she willingly throw herself into the net again?
What if she called Tang Hao and Ah Yin, and the oceanic energy from the burning sea soul beasts wasn't enough, and Tang Hao forced her to burn herself too?
As long as Lan Fozi didn't kill her, there was no way she was risking her life by summoning Tang Hao and Ah Yin.
But if Lan Fozi truly pushed her to the edge, compared to a meaningless death at Lan Fozi's hands, she'd rather die for Poseidon.
"If you don't want to expose yourself, then shut up and watch. Just watch and see whether I can stop Poseidon and seize his godhood—you'll see for yourself." Lan Fozi didn't want to act rashly and draw Tang Hao and Ah Yin's attention either, so she couldn't be bothered with Bai Xiuxiu anymore.
A 90,000-year demon soul great white shark wasn't worth worrying about.
As the endless oceanic power surged into the flaming gate where Poseidon resided, within that gate, the Seagod Trident in Poseidon's hands seemed to come alive. Ripples radiated from it, merging into the void.
At the same time, in the depths of space, inside the world that was leaping rapidly through dimensions, Poseidon—currently occupying Tang San's body—suddenly stood up.
"Huh? What's this?" Sensing something, Poseidon closed his eyes and focused. Soon, he sensed a faint resonance between the Seagod Divinity in his mind and the void.
A moment later, Poseidon's eyes snapped open. "So it was the right move to send that trashy Seagod Trident to the Douluo Continent remotely last time! Xia Yi, although we can't descend in our true forms, and you haven't fully recovered—you lack the Nine Cauldrons and the Sea-Stabilizing Needle—I'd like to see what you'll use to fight me this time!"
Murderous intent surged in Poseidon's gaze. In the next moment, he appeared inside his own spiritual world. Tang San had been cultivating here during this period, waiting for an opportunity to reclaim control of his body after destroying Poseidon.
"Congratulations. We're almost at the Douluo Plane. I'll be returning your body to you very soon," Poseidon said to Tang San.
"What's your point in telling me this?" Tang San asked coldly.
"I'm here to make a deal with you," Poseidon replied.
"What kind of deal?" Tang San forced down his killing intent.
"After we eliminate our enemy, we'll leave this universe. I want you to help us gather faith power in this universe." Poseidon paused. "We want ninety percent of it. In return, we'll help you rule this universe."
Man fights for pride, gods fight for incense.
Faith power is a contested resource among gods in any world.
Battles between deities often stem from fights over destiny and faith.
"I'm willing, but I need to know how to break through to your level," Tang San suddenly lifted his head, eyes gleaming as he stared at Poseidon.
"You? Reaching my level? Don't even think about it," Poseidon shook his head. "You're still far off."
Tang San became anxious and quickly said, "Without power, how can I help you collect faith?"
"I didn't say I wouldn't help you grow stronger. While you'll never reach our level, I do have a way to help you surpass the God King level," Poseidon said flatly.
"Above the God King? Senior, are you serious?" Tang San's eyes lit up. He even forgot that the man before him had stolen his body and respectfully addressed Poseidon as "Senior."
Above the God King!
Even the Dragon God hadn't reached that level.
The five great God Kings of the God Realm had spent countless years striving to break through, yet had never succeeded.
If anyone in this universe could reach that level, it might be the mythical Creation God.
But whether such a god ever existed remained unknown.
If Tang San could break through to that realm, he might be the first.
At that point—who could defy him?
No more humiliation like in the God Realm, constantly bullied by the God of Destruction.
Most importantly, with power above the God King, he wouldn't need to pretend to be kind and righteous anymore to win over hearts.
He could do whatever he wanted—anyone who opposed him would be crushed.
Only he knew how hard it was to maintain the persona of integrity, kindness, and selflessness.
And even after all that effort, there were still people who wouldn't let him off.
Those people… they were asking to die. Now, it was finally time to settle accounts.
"You're not even worth lying to," Poseidon said lightly, seeing the uncontrollable excitement in Tang San's eyes, shaking his head in disdain.
"But, Senior, even if I reach a level above God King, won't there still be others like you who might come for me?" Tang San asked cautiously, still unable to forget the trauma of being possessed.
"Relax. No, there won't. I only came here to chase down an old enemy. Otherwise, I wouldn't be this bored," Poseidon said.
"Then... what about your enemy? Why is he here?" Tang San asked again.
"He was once obliterated by us, body and soul—only a drop of blood was preserved by someone and used to reincarnate in this universe. We're here to finish the job," Poseidon replied.
"Senior, could you tell me more about your story? In case—just in case—I encounter a similar situation in the future, I'll know how to handle it. After all, I'll be collecting faith for you," Tang San probed again.
"I come from Mount Olympus—think of it as a divine committee, similar to your God Realm. But our God Realm is far superior to your Douluo God Realm. I, Poseidon the Sea God, along with my two brothers, defeated our own father and became the three overlords of Olympus. Our enemy came from the mortal realm beneath our God Realm, the guardian of a human capital who dared to defy our divine order. He was destroyed completely, but one drop of blood escaped. That ends today," Poseidon said coldly.
"Poseidon the Sea God…" Tang San was stunned. Only now did he learn Poseidon's name, and couldn't help but ask, "Senior, what's your relation to the Seagod Poseidon from our world?"
"None," Poseidon sneered. "Someone like that isn't even qualified to be associated with me."