tip lightly tapped, landing precisely on the fist that resembled a mountain peak."Jingle jangle jingle jangle..." a series of crisp ringing sounds arose.When the first sound rang out, a blast of light...Tang Wulin gasped for breath, though he wasn't sure if this was real breathing in this place. He felt a tightness in his chest, a pounding heart that reverberated deep within him. Although what he had seen had only been a fleeting moment, it left an indelible mark on his soul. 。The breaths of his father and the three opponents facing him left a profound impression on Tang Wulin, especially his father's final moments when he used the Poseidon Trident. At that moment, Tang Wulin felt as if something within his mind had suddenly become clear. 。This feeling was very strange, indescribable in words, but he could be sure that his feelings were very real. 。After a long silence, Tang Wulin finally spoke in a hoarse voice: "Return" 。" A flash of gold, and in the next instant, his body was already soaked through by the lake water. The cold lake water spread around his body, also clearing his mind somewhat. 。Back, the feeling of returning to reality is extraordinarily comfortable. Stretching his body, Tang Wulin also let out a long sigh. 。No matter what, he finally came back!

All those things that happened before kept lingering in his mind, especially the last words his father left behind. Though brief, they were deeply engraved in his memory. He could profoundly feel his father's love

It is this love that makes a father so persistent. 。But, why would a father face such a powerful opponent His father is already the God King. Who could his opponent be to force him to that extent It's simply unimaginable. 。Dad, you have to win!From the scars left on Poseidon's trident, one can tell how fierce that battle was. 。 A flash of light, Tang Wulin summoned the Seagod Trident again. To his surprise, the wounds on the trident that he had seen in the golden space earlier had completely disappeared, and everything was back to normal. 。Clutching the heavy trident, the feeling of water and milk blending came again, as if it was even closer to himself. 。He could instantly feel that the connection between him and this super artifact had become even closer, and he could use it better. 。Tang Wulin was confident in himself and also confident in his father. 。If he wasn't about to launch a plan to seize the Eternal Heavenly Kingdom immediately, he really wanted to take this opportunity to complete the Nine Trials of Poseidon and truly be able to wield this super artifact. 。Besides, he could also feel that this artifact was the connection between himself and his father. Through it, he seemed to be able to see what was happening on his father's side. 。I just don't know how things are going with my father's side right now. 。"Daddy, I will definitely work hard too." 。"I will definitely become strong as soon as possible, strong enough to go find you and Mom and Sister, and bring you all back!"

"Buzz!" A thick wave of life energy shot towards Tang Wulin, enveloping his entire body and making him surrounded by warmth 。A surge of vitality flowed into my body, an indescribable feeling of comfort. 。Thank you 。Tang Wulin looked at the ancient tree of life before him. 。Perhaps the previous energy had been consumed, and now the ancient tree of life no longer continued to grow. But even if it only stood there quietly, it still gave Tang Wulin a particularly comforting feeling. 。Tang Wulin floated to its side. Under the protection of the green light shield, he was isolated from the waves outside and sat there, entering a state of meditation. 。This was entirely an unconscious act. He needed to digest and absorb everything he had seen during the Poseidon's Third Trial. 。Although all that could be seen was the aura, those four auras deeply imprinted themselves in his mind, like the trident's mark. 。The third test was branding. Compared to the previous tests, it was much shorter in time, but Tang Wulin could clearly feel that this kind of momentum also took the longest time for him to absorb and digest. 。Contemplating them, perhaps it is the near future when one breaks through their limits in Douluo. The most important touch could come from this.

Slick Academy 。Holy Spirit Douluo, Yali, finished listening to Ling Zichen's narration, her brows furrowed. "Harosas, he actually appeared..." 。As expected, they couldn't stay away. 。It's okay, Wu Lin will be fine. 。She was very clear about the relationship between Tang Wulin and the Tree of Life. Since the Tree of Life revived, Tang Wulin, this child of nature, had in a sense become immortal. As long as the Tree of Life existed, it would be as difficult to kill him as reaching the heavens. 。Because he could always return to the side of the Tree of Life through a spiritual connection with it. 。This connection is based on face-to-face consideration. 。That is to say, no power above the plane of existence can sever it. 。Even if Halos is strong, he is still only a demigod, not a god. 。As for why Tang Wulin was sent away, Yali knew a little bit. Tang Wulin had many secrets, and where these secrets came from, some belonged to Shrek's Academy, and some belonged to the Tang Sect... 。But there was one thing they could all be certain of, none of this would affect Tang Wulin's character. 。For this, whether it was her or the other few Limit Douluo, including those from Tang Sect, they all believed almost fanatically. The most important reason for this was that Tang Wulin was a natural son, a favored child of fate. 。They, their minds, faces and lifetrees will never make a wrong choice. 。That's also why Duoqing Douluo and Wuqing Douluo decisively made Tang Wulin the head of the Tang Sect back then. 。Moreover, there is a life-giving ancient tree guarding in the Sea God Lake, so Tang Wulin's safety doesn't need to be worried about at all. 。It's okay. 。Today the enemy was very strong. 。 。"Well, it's nothing. The current Slayers are not something they can easily shake." 。You are tired too, why don't you take a rest. 。Ling Zichen nodded and left the room of the Holy Spirit Douluo. However, she didn't go to rest. Rest was a luxury for her, even for all scientists. 。Especially today, after witnessing the power of Tang Wulin and the Seagod Douluo Halossa, her research desire became even deeper. Several researches that were already entering a critical stage even had new ideas because of today's inspiration. 。 She had always thought that her god-level mecha was already very powerful, even able to contend with the Limit Douluo, but now it seemed that it wasn't enough, its power wasn't enough. 。She still needs a stronger attack. 。As for side effects Who cares 。Power is the most important thing!Tang Wulin didn't know that, stimulated by his and Halossa's battle, Ling Zichen's craziness had risen again. 。A week later 。The Soul Conductor Train smoothly arrived at the Mingdu Soul Conductor Station. 。Passengers disembarked in a rush, the throng surging toward the exit. 。After everyone had gotten off the train, a few people came out from different carriages. 。Although the distance between the carriages was not close, they were able to exchange glances effortlessly despite being so far apart. 。Two people got off from the last compartment of the train, a man and a woman. The young man looked to be in his twenties, handsome with a head of blue short hair that gave him a rather dashing air. Beside him stood a girl with a fiery figure, clad in a leather jacket that perfectly outlined her already alluring curves. She was holding onto the young man's arm, a faint smile gracing her lips. 。If those familiar with her saw this scene, they would surely be astonished. 。Because this person is none other than Ling Zichen, the director of the Soul Guidance Technology Institute of the Tang Sect. Fiery, violent, and crazy - these words are synonymous with her. 。But now, she has a bit of a bird-like demeanor, where is the hint of her madness 420/21510117 。bility of defeating Master Dancer, but at the very least, they needed to last longer. 。Today's actual combat made Tang Wulin's confidence soar. The power of the Blue Silver Grass at the millennium lev...