"Becoming a god means..." Xiao Hong thought for a moment, trying to explain in the simplest terms for the little princess.
"It means becoming incredibly, incredibly powerful. No one on the continent will be your match."
"Powerful?" Qian Qiuyue tilted her small head curiously.
"How powerful? More powerful than you, doggy?"
Xiao Hong was momentarily taken aback, his old face turning slightly red as his mouth stretched into a grin reaching his ears.
"Of course." Xiao Hong laughed proudly.
"Qiuyue, do you want to become a god? Do you want to be worshipped by thousands?"
"Yes!" The little girl's innocent voice rang out cheerfully.
Meanwhile, deep within the Spirit Hall's secret chamber:
Bibi Dong radiated an eerie aura, her face contorted in a grimace. She wore a set of purple divine armor shrouded in malevolent violet energy, with four massive scythes extending from each side of her back.
"Hahaha!!!" Bibi Dong spread her arms and laughed wildly.
"After so many years of effort, I've finally reached this day! The Raksasha God descends, ruling supreme over all!"
Bursting out of the chamber, Bibi Dong in her Raksasha God attire appeared terrifyingly ferocious. A wave of evil energy shot into the sky, threatening to plunge the entire Spirit Hall into endless darkness.
At that moment, from behind the Elder Hall:
A golden six-winged angel gently flapped its wings, scattering flecks of golden light that gradually dispelled the darkness enveloping the Spirit Hall, restoring light.
Hovering in midair, Bibi Dong closed her eyes in serene satisfaction.
Breaking through level 100 and attaining Raksasha Godhood granted her unstoppable, invincible power that intoxicated her.
"After all these years, I've finally succeeded." Bibi Dong murmured to herself.
"I wonder how Hao'er is doing. Having been in seclusion for so long, what's the current state of our empire?"
"Grandma!" A clear, childish voice suddenly reached Bibi Dong's ears.
"Ai!" The stern-faced Bibi Dong instantly transformed, retracting her Raksasha God armor and suppressing all evil aura, reverting to her elegant, dignified empress appearance.
Landing gently, she embraced the running Qian Qiuyue, holding her lovingly.
"Did you miss grandma during her long seclusion?" Bibi Dong smiled affectionately, all traces of her earlier ferocity gone.
"Yes!" Qian Qiuyue buried her face in Bibi Dong's embrace, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Why are you crying, my dear?" Bibi Dong patted the girl's back tenderly.
"Did someone bully you? Tell grandma, and I'll make them pay!"
As she spoke, an icy aura emanated from Bibi Dong, spreading in all directions.
Even Titled Douluos trembled in fear, knowing Bibi Dong could obliterate them with a mere thought.
"Qiuyue just missed you all too much," Xiao Hong explained.
"You were in seclusion breaking through level 100, while Qian Daoliu and her mother are undergoing the Angel Trials."
"What about Hao'er? Where is he?" Bibi Dong frowned.
"At Sea God Island, hunting the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King. I sensed recently that he's already killed it. It won't be long before he ascends too. Currently, he's outside Sea God Island waiting to kill Tang San before returning as a god."
Xiao Hong paused before continuing, "I've been taking care of Qiuyue these days. With none of her elders around, the little girl missed you terribly. That's why she cried upon seeing you."
"I see." Bibi Dong suddenly understood, hugging her granddaughter tighter.
"How does godhood feel?" Xiao Hong asked with interest, raising an eyebrow.
"It feels immensely more powerful than before. As if with a mere gesture, I could grasp the entire continent in my hand."
Having become the Raksasha God, Bibi Dong immediately released her divine consciousness.
Every matter within Spirit Hall, big or small, couldn't escape her perception—as if she alone was supreme.
"Now that you've become the Raksasha God, I can finally take a break from babysitting." Xiao Hong's face fell—childcare was such a tedious chore.
With that, Xiao Hong vanished in a flash, not even giving Bibi Dong time to react.
"Grandma, where did doggy go?" Qian Qiuyue looked around but saw no trace of Xiao Hong.
"He went to handle his own matters. Come, grandma will play with you." Bibi Dong smiled warmly before disappearing with the girl.
Inside the Elder Hall:
The commotion of Bibi Dong's ascension naturally didn't escape Qian Daoliu's notice. He couldn't help but feel envious.
Alas, given his unique circumstances, breaking through level 100 might be impossible. Qian Daoliu sighed to himself.
But upon reflection, it wasn't so bad.
Once his granddaughter became a god, he would sacrifice himself—then Ye Hao would resurrect him. No real loss there.
Qian Daoliu's gaze fell upon his granddaughter undergoing the Angel Trials, and his heart felt somewhat at ease.
As the saying goes, two tigers cannot share one mountain. The war between Star Luo Empire and Spirit Empire intensified.
Spirit Empire had dispatched numerous Titled Douluo elders to the front lines. Recent reports indicated their forces were approaching the Star Luo capital.
Capturing the capital would mean the end of Star Luo Empire.
In Spirit Hall's dungeons:
Dai Mubai sat disheveled, his face covered in a golden beard, a far cry from his former handsome appearance. The Star Luo Crown Prince seemed to have vanished from the world. Despite days passing, no rescue came from Star Luo.
Worse, he'd heard Spirit Hall members say Star Luo had already appointed a new crown prince—Dai Weisi. This shattered Dai Mubai's spirit.
The replacement meant his own country had abandoned him.
On the battlefield, when Spirit Empire presented evidence of capturing the Star Luo Crown Prince, soldier morale plummeted, leading to complete rout.
This was the real reason for the change in succession.
Each day felt like a year to Dai Mubai as he gazed longingly through the prison bars at the outside world.
"Boss Dai, will we ever get out?" A gaunt, ragged Ma Hongjun asked weakly. He'd lost significant weight during their dark, endless imprisonment.
Though they lacked for no sustenance, for Ma Hongjun, this was worse than death.
"Don't worry. I believe in Star Luo Empire. I believe in father. They'll rescue us." Dai Mubai smoothed his unkempt beard with determination.
"Damn Oscar, living the good life while we rot here! Did you hear? He married Ning Rongrong recently—with Spirit Hall hosting the wedding!" Ma Hongjun fumed at the injustice.
Abandoning brothers for a woman.
"Sigh..." Dai Mubai sighed.
"How cunning of Spirit Hall—using Ning Rongrong to bind Oscar to them. With his talent and now this marriage... tsk tsk."
What a waste of potential!
The two brothers stared silently through the barred window above.
Meanwhile, on Sea God Island:
Inside the Sea God Shrine:
Tang San clung desperately to the "Sea God's Trident," his entire body pressed against it, teeth gritted and eyes bloodshot from exertion.
"Damn it! Why is this trident so heavy? My soul power is draining fast! At this rate, I'll never pass this trial." Tang San thought anxiously, deeply confused.
Earlier, Bo Saixi had said the trident weighed 108,000 jin—only movable by the Sea God or his true heir.
So what did that make him? After struggling so long without budging it, Tang San began doubting his legitimacy as the "Sea God's heir."
Standing nearby, Bo Saixi appeared calm but was secretly delighted.
This wasn't the real Sea God's Trident, but a fake specially crafted by the Sea God for this "false heir."
After abandoning Tang San, the Sea God had lowered trial difficulty and stopped granting him affinity—hence Tang San's lack of gains after completing trials.
Naturally, the real trident wasn't for Tang San to touch.
Thus, to expedite his departure, the Sea God created this imitation weighing a mere 18,000 jin as a token gesture.
Watching Tang San struggle even with this lightweight fake, Bo Saixi sighed inwardly: "Can't even handle 18,000 jin? The real one weighs 108,000! Is Tang San that weak?"
She couldn't help but wonder.
On a small island near Sea God Island:
Ye Hao built a campfire, grilling freshly caught lobsters and fish over the flames, their aroma carrying far across the sea.
"Took him long enough! How hard is it to pull out a fork?" Ye Hao complained while peeling a lobster shell to reveal succulent meat.
"That earlier disturbance must have been mom becoming the Raksasha God. Had I pursued the ninth trial immediately after killing the whale king, I might have become a god by now too."
After swallowing the lobster, he sighed. "Forget it. Kill Tang San first then ascend. Until he's dead, I won't have peace."
Morning passed into noon under the blazing sun as Ye Hao enjoyed a rare beachside nap.
Suddenly, he sat up, sensing activity from Sea God Island. A smile crept across his face.
"Finally pulled out the trident! Took him long enough. After seven trials, Tang San can leave the island. Time to prepare."
Ye Hao sprang up, making meticulous preparations for the kill.
This time—one strike, one kill!
Inside the Sea God Shrine:
Bo Saixi rubbed her sleepy eyes—she'd actually dozed off waiting.
Tang San's trident-pulling was absurdly slow.
"Senior Bo Saixi, I succeeded." Tang San held the "Sea God's Trident," drenched in sweat but triumphant.
"Mm." Bo Saixi nodded indifferently.
"Having extracted the trident, you may now leave Sea God Island. The Sea God Trials allow heirs to depart after seven trials. Return when you've reached Titled Douluo rank and collected all soul rings and bones."
"Yes." Clutching the trident, Tang San was elated. After so long, he could finally return to the mainland.
His first order of business? Revenge on Spirit Hall—destroying dozens of branch halls and eliminating all Spirit Empire collaborators.
With the "trident" obtained, Tang San would depart tomorrow.
After he left, Bo Saixi immediately summoned the six Sacred Pillar Douluos to discuss sealing the island.
That night under a starry sky:
Tang San practiced swinging his "Sea God's Trident" on the beach.
"Such incredible power! With this, I'll have my vengeance on Spirit Empire and Ye Hao!" He gritted his teeth. "Just wait—I'll turn the continent upside down! All who looked down on me will pay!"
Next morning:
Bo Saixi and the six Sacred Pillar Douluos escorted Tang San to the shore.
"Farewell, Tang San." Bo Saixi waved as the others forced smiles.
Holding his "trident," Tang San bid them goodbye before boarding a small boat provided by Sea God Island, slowly rowing toward the mainland.
Once he was out of sight, a blue light flashed—Sea God Island vanished.
Rubbing his eyes in disbelief on the deck, Tang San saw only empty ocean where the island had been.
"Where's Sea God Island? How did it disappear?"
Suddenly, the sea erupted in turmoil as dark clouds blotted out the sun.
"What's happening?" Tang San steadied himself against the rocking boat, bewildered by these unnatural phenomena.
Then spiders—countless spiders of all sizes—began crawling onto the deck, baring fangs at him.
"Tricks and illusions!" Tang San slashed at the spiders with his "trident."
"Who's there? Show yourself!"