Soul Land V: Rebirth of Tang San-Chapter 1105 - 1102: The Return of the Sea God

Although Tang San hadn’t used them during this time, they had continuously grown under the nurturing of the chaos aura.

"Come!" Tang San softly commanded.

Immediately, the power of faith surrounding his body began rapidly swirling around him.

With a motion of his right hand in the air, the Holy Dragon Spear fell into his grasp, and in the next moment, a massive golden silhouette materialized behind him.

The colossal figure was entirely golden, and its mere appearance evoked a sense of connecting heaven and earth. In its hand, it held a golden Trident—the Sea God’s Projection.

At this moment, the Sea God’s Projection was more solid than any previous instance Pretty Girl had seen before. Meanwhile, the Holy Dragon Spear in Tang San’s hand was quietly transforming. Though the change seemed simple, it had already morphed into a Trident shape.

Previously, Pretty Girl had used the Shadow Demon Sword to carry the Asura God’s Sword, granting it physical form. When Tang San first obtained the Light Dragon Spear, the spear couldn’t accomplish the same; it couldn’t bear the aura of the Sea God’s Trident Projection. However, as the Light Dragon Spear evolved into the Holy Dragon Spear and Tang San wielded the Power of Life and Destruction in this plane, everything changed. Through Tang San’s nurturing and the Time-Space Tower’s precise manipulation, the Sea God’s Trident Projection could now be carried, not only allowing the true power of the Sea God’s Trident to manifest but also sending an even clearer summons to the real Trident reaching this plane.

Tang San had already attained his godhood, so summoning the Sea God’s Trident came naturally and effortlessly—this was why he had told Su Qin they wouldn’t need to wait much longer.

Once the two super divine weapons arrived, they would ensure that tribulation must be crossed. These weapons had their own will; upon locating their masters, they would immediately return to them no matter the plane. However, Falan Planet couldn’t possibly bear the arrival of the real forms of both the Sea God’s Trident and the Asura God’s Sword. Their descent would inevitably cause plane upheaval. To these super divine weapons, destroying a plane was practically inconsequential if it meant reuniting with their masters.

Only by successfully crossing the tribulation and transcending this plane before the divine weapons arrived could they prevent the plane’s destruction.

A faint smile emerged on Tang San’s face as he clasped his hands together in front of him, allowing the Sea God’s Trident to float out of his grasp and into the giant’s hands behind him.

Immediately, the golden projection grew even more solid, resembling a real person, with a face that became fully discernible—a mirror image of Tang San himself.

By now, humanity on Pearl Island had been disturbed. Upon witnessing the enormous figure in the sky, their initial reaction was fear. But soon, they felt a profound comfort as its radiant light enveloped them, calming their hearts despite their lingering doubts as they gazed upwards.

At the moment when the Sea God Projection raised the Sea God’s Trident high, an unparalleled and immense surge of faith power furiously converged from all directions toward Pearl Island.

In the Endless Blue Ocean, countless marine creatures, especially those of higher ranks, were swiftly surfacing to stare and worship. They sensed the divine—this was the god belonging to the sea.

The more powerful marine creatures who were nearby swam rapidly toward the projection. The Sea God’s aura ignited their bloodlines into a boiling frenzy, accelerating their cultivation base growth. Could there be anything more wondrous than this?

Unaware of all this, Tang San had lightly closed his eyes, his divine consciousness already enveloping the entirety of Pearl Island. Dense power of faith passed through his body and descended from the heavens, imbued into Pearl Island, cloaking it in a golden radiance. The humans on the island could clearly feel their bodies being nourished; illnesses disappeared, and an exquisite comfort pervaded them, even uplifting their very souls to a transcendental state.

The sensation was indescribably marvelous. Under the coverage of Tang San’s divine energy, Pearl Island, once simply an island, now gleamed like a golden gem.

The peacock-like brilliance of the infused faith power even silently transformed the bloodlines of both Peacock Demon King and Pretty Girl. A profound qualitative change was underway—it felt like they were caressing the higher dimensions of existence.

Was this... rule comprehension?

Pretty Girl’s heart trembled.

It wasn’t her first experience of Tang San unleashing faith power. Although its impact had not been profound before, this occasion bore distinctly heightened significance.

Perhaps it was due to the influence of the Asura God’s Sword, or maybe her cultivation base had finally reached the threshold to comprehend these rules. This time, the sensation was strikingly vivid—an encounter with a dimly grasped yet destined energy, as though she’d been touched by the essence of another world, an ethereal and beautiful force.

With the faith power merging with Pearl Island, the surrounding marine creatures increasingly bowed down to worship. They recognized their god was sanctifying the island with faith power, making it their holy ground.

The humans on the island bowed reverently, sensing the miracles brought by the divine energy—this was true divinity!

Tang San slowly uncurled his hands from their clasped position, palms facing each other. Between them, something manifested.

A gemstone sparkled with seven-color radiance, emitting an extraordinary and dazzling brilliance. As the radiant light encircled the jewel, the faith power surrounding Tang San subtly fluctuated, then began layering toward the gemstone.

Suddenly, the heavens seemed to quiver lightly, followed closely by tremors within the Endless Blue Ocean. It felt as though the entire world was being upheaved.

Below, Xiao He was struck by horror. What was he doing? Why did it feel as though the entire world was rejecting him at this very moment? Even his high cultivation base couldn’t prevent him from clearly sensing the wrath emanating from the plane itself.

Yet Tang San in the sky remained composed, unwavering. He calmly concentrated the faith power onto the seven-colored jewel in his hand. The gemstone’s brilliance grew ever brighter, its splendor appearing to connect with the plane’s vibrations, resonating deeply with the world’s upheaval.

At the Ancestral Court.

Within the Heavenly Fox Holy Mountain, the Great Demon Emperor Heavenly Fox abruptly opened his eyes.

Shock flickered across his gaze momentarily, followed by an unsettled, doubtful glimmer.

What had just happened? What was that just now?

While peacefully cultivating, an inexplicable sensation struck him—a brief yet unsettling irregularity in his heartbeat had jolted him awake. The feeling was far from pleasant. As one who governed luck, this sudden anomaly left him with goosebumps.

He wielded control over luck, sensing any shifts within the Demon Monster Land immediately. But what he felt just now wasn’t merely a change in luck; it seemed to come from the voice of the plane itself—a roar of desperation.

He seemed to hear an immense voice shouting, "No—" as the entire plane trembled violently, either filled with rage or consumed by terror.