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The God of Goodness frowned, "The Rakshasa's inheritance is extremely dangerous and evil. It can easily backfire on the host and distort one's nature. If something goes wrong, it could lead to a great disaster."
The purple lightning around the God of Destruction flickered slightly, "Isn't that just a problem? Let him handle it."
"This…" Poseidon hesitated.
"What is it?" the Asura God asked.
"Nothing, you'll know soon enough," Poseidon said.
The Rakshasa God is extremely special, because her method of becoming a God involves the power of evil thoughts, which is an Evil God Position forged at the cost of destroying entire civilizations and countless lives.
The fundamental purpose of the Rakshasa God leaving inheritances in various Worlds is to create chaos and death. The countless evil thoughts that arise from this become the Rakshasa God's energy, allowing her to condense Rakshasa divine thoughts in the mortal realm to do more things, even if she cannot descend to it.
Therefore, without being extreme enough, without being crazy enough, one cannot gain the approval of the Rakshasa divine thoughts.
He did not understand Bibi Dong's situation, but to be able to attract the Rakshasa divine thoughts to bestow an inheritance, Bibi Dong's heart must be extremely twisted, harboring the same evil thoughts as the Rakshasa God. She might even ignite another war of annihilation that sweeps across the Continent!
Bibi Dong's Rakshasa God Trials had stalled, stopping before the most crucial eighth trial. The Rakshasa divine thoughts had not yet bestowed the eighth trial, not because Bibi Dong lacked strength, but simply because her heart no longer met the requirements of the Rakshasa evil thoughts.
Perhaps her past obsessions were not strong enough, or perhaps her heart was no longer as extreme and mad as it once was.
However, whichever it was, it was only temporary.
The most terrifying aspect of the Rakshasa evil thoughts is that once it selects a suitable successor, even if the person wavers, the Rakshasa evil thoughts will continuously influence the inheritor, driving them to madness!
Because only when one's own evil thoughts are strong enough can one strive for the Rakshasa God Position and unleash the true power of the Rakshasa divine force.
If one's own evil thoughts are insufficient, it is very easy to collapse under the baptism of the Rakshasa divine force.
Those targeted by Rakshasa either become as mad as she is, or they die after enduring endless torment!
...At the peak of Sea God Mountain, the black-gold god-bestowed spirit ring finally completely merged with the Blood Spear. Its light receded, transforming into a deep dark-gold pattern imprinted on the red spirit ring.
Blood Spear's eighth spirit ring — Seven hundred thousand years!
Xuan Ming felt the surging, ocean-like spirit power within his body, far surpassing what he had before, as well as the vast power emanating from the million-year Abyss Dragon Emperor torso bone. He clearly realized that his strength had undergone an earth-shattering transformation.
Absorbed at level eighty, completed at the peak of level ninety!
In just over a month, he had crossed a chasm that ordinary Spirit Masters would find difficult to overcome in decades, or even a lifetime.
Now, he only needed one more spirit ring to formally step into the Titled Douluo realm, becoming one of the strongest individuals standing at the peak of the Continent.
Bo Saixi had been standing guard silently by his side. Feeling the stable and immense aura emanating from Xuan Ming, a complex sigh of emotion involuntarily appeared on her beautiful face.
A peak level ninety at less than twenty years old, with a seven hundred thousand year eighth spirit ring… Such talent, such a rapid rate of advancement, was not only unheard of in the ten-thousand-year history of the Douluo Continent, but even during her long years of guarding Sea God Island, it was nothing short of a miracle.
As long as he obtained his ninth spirit ring, he would undoubtedly become the youngest Titled Douluo in history, without exception.
"Congratulations," Bo Saixi's ethereal voice resonated, carrying a hint of imperceptible gentleness.
Xuan Ming nodded slightly in response.
He did not feel the slightest joy from his sudden surge in strength, his gaze remained calm.
For him, the increase in spirit power level merely meant improved endurance; the change in actual combat strength was not significant.
He was about to inquire about the specifics of the third trial, but the golden trident mark on his forehead suddenly grew hot!
A brand new stream of information, carrying an undeniable authority, forcefully surged into his mind:
"Sea God Nine Trials Third Trial: Sever Evil, Pacify Souls."
"Content: Address the hidden dangers remaining from the Rakshasa God Position inheritance, stabilize the inheritor's state, and resolve the continental turmoil that may arise from it. Time limit: One year."
"Hint: The Rakshasa inheritor's inner conflict is intensifying, and her evil thoughts are at risk of losing control, or may even attract the Rakshasa herself to intervene. This person has a very deep connection with you."
"Warning: The power of Rakshasa is treacherous and insidious, adept at bewitching hearts and distorting minds. The inheritor's situation is perilous, be cautious! You must find a way to eradicate it, or make a decisive choice."
"Sever Evil, Pacify Souls… Rakshasa inheritance… Bibi Dong…"
Xuan Ming stood rooted to the spot, countless chaotic images flashing through his mind instantly — the confrontation in the Supreme Pontiff Palace and that unfinished kiss, the confinement in the secret chamber and the indescribable entanglement, the woman's purple eyes, at times majestic, at times tinged with madness and obsession, and the volatile situation on the Continent after she established the Spirit Empire… His relationship with Bibi Dong had long surpassed simple enmity or cooperation, mixed with too many complex and unspoken emotions and karmic ties. Even he didn't know what they truly were to each other, and he couldn't articulate it.
Xuan Ming closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The pure energy at the peak of Sea God Mountain surged into his lungs, forcefully suppressing his churning emotions.
He was becoming more and more confused about what these damned God Trials were trying to achieve.
"How are their progress?" Xuan Ming turned to Bo Saixi.
Bo Saixi looked towards the starting point of the nine heavens profound steps and spoke softly, "A Rou already reached the one hundred and thirty-sixth step half a month ago, completing her first trial. Hu Liena and Xiao Wu have reached the one hundredth step, and everyone else's progress is also very fast."
To have made such progress in just half a year, honestly, far exceeded her expectations.
However, she also knew that Xuan Ming's presence had been too much of a stimulus for them.
In the past, these children only thought Xuan Ming was very powerful, but they didn't have a concrete concept, nor did they truly understand what this terrifying gap between them would bring.
The distance between them and Xuan Ming was growing further and further. They simply couldn't keep up with his pace, couldn't help him, and could only watch from afar, lacking even the ability to get close.
This psychological stimulation was far more terrifying than the suppression brought by Seagod's Light.
"Next, I need to go out for a while," Xuan Ming said.
"They… I'll trouble you with them."
Bo Saixi nodded, "I will take good care of them."
Xuan Ming was about to turn and descend the mountain, but his steps paused slightly, as if he had suddenly remembered something.
He looked up at the majestic Sea God Hall, his gaze seemingly penetrating the hall walls and landing on a certain item.
He turned around and looked at Bo Saixi, speaking calmly, but his words made Bo Saixi's heart tremble, "In the Sea God Hall, that Sea God Trident, can I borrow it?"
A trace of surprise and difficulty flashed across Bo Saixi's beautiful face, "The Sea God Trident is a divine artifact left by Lord Sea God, symbolizing the Sea God's authority and power. No outsider has ever…"
Before she could finish her sentence, a gentle and vast will directly resonated in her heart. It was the divine oracle belonging to the Sea God Poseidon:
"Allow him."
Bo Saixi's words came to an abrupt halt. She looked at Xuan Ming in disbelief, then at the direction of the Sea God Hall, finally suppressing the tumultuous waves in her heart and bowing slightly, "Since it is Lord Sea God's will… please follow me."
She led Xuan Ming into the solemn Sea God Hall.
In the center of the grand hall, a massive trident, entirely golden and ancient in its majestic design, stood silently upon the altar, radiating a vast, ocean-like sacred aura and supreme pressure.
Just by approaching it, one could feel that immense power; ordinary Spirit Masters would probably find it difficult to even look directly at it.
Bo Saixi was about to remind Xuan Ming that the Sea God Trident weighed one hundred and eight thousand jin, and only those acknowledged by the Sea God could move it. However, before she could speak, she saw Xuan Ming walk directly forward, without the slightest hesitation, and grasp the golden trident shaft.
Buzz—!
The Sea God Trident trembled slightly, emitting a low hum, as if scrutinizing the one who touched it.
That vast sacred aura formed a stark contrast with the contained aura of slaughter and evil around Xuan Ming, even showing a subtle repulsion.
But the next moment, Xuan Ming's arm muscles flexed slightly, and he effortlessly lifted the one hundred and eight thousand jin Sea God Trident from the altar, as easily as if he were picking up an ordinary wooden stick!
"!!!"
Bo Saixi's pupils contracted sharply, and she covered her crimson lips, barely preventing herself from exclaiming in surprise. She saw clearly that Xuan Ming had not received the Sea God Trident's full acknowledgment; the divine artifact still emanated a sense of repulsion. He had completely relied on his own terrifyingly extreme strength to forcibly lift it!
One hundred and eight thousand jin, it doesn't sound like an particularly exaggerated number. Many power-type Titled Douluo possess strength exceeding this weight.
However, when this one hundred and eight thousand jin is concentrated into a small weapon, the difficulty of picking it up is another matter entirely!
Moreover, being able to lift it does not mean one can use it as a weapon.
Something that requires all one's strength just to pick up becomes a burden when carried.
Xuan Ming weighed the Sea God Trident in his hand, feeling the vast divine force contained within it and the faint sense of repulsion, his brow slightly raised.
He was indeed unable to wield the divine artifact's full power, but merely its indestructible material and its weight of one hundred and eight thousand jin already made it an unparalleled weapon.
As is well known, the net force on an object is equal to the product of its mass and acceleration.
Although its weight is only one hundred and eight thousand jin, if spirit power is applied to swing it, the impact force generated will increase ten, a hundred, or even a thousandfold!
Furthermore, this impact force is almost concentrated at a single point.
To unleash instantaneous impact forces of hundreds of tons, thousands of tons, or even tens of thousands of tons at a single point…