Chapter 861 Poseidon's Great Adventure
"who!"
Poseidon felt that he was tied up. The silk threads tightened his body and even entered through the gaps in his golden divine armor and pierced directly into his body!
He twisted his body in shock, and from a distance he looked as timid as a maggot, totally unrelated to the words "majestic god".
"What is Lord Poseidon doing?"
Inside the wave barriers condensed by Poseidon himself, the God of Death and the God of War, who were receiving treatment, looked at Poseidon in confusion.
A strange thing happened. Although Poseidon felt countless flames appearing under his feet, and those flames even flooded into the ocean, his body was also wrapped by the silk threads extending from the Heavenly Saint Rift Halberd...
However, these "elements" - whether it was the sea of fire or the purple-black silk threads - did not exist in the eyes of outsiders. They only saw that Poseidon started to go crazy after grasping the super artifact with his right hand, as if he was possessed. Everything seemed fake, and only the fart that came out was really smelly.
It was as if he was possessed by Luo Sanpao.
It turned out that Poseidon was trapped in an illusion, and this illusion only affected him. To outsiders, none of this existed.
Prison of reincarnation!
Once in the Douluo plane, a few ferocious beasts in the sea had suffered similar methods. At that time, those beasts wanted to interfere with Shen Yuanyi's divine test, but were stopped by Qian Renxue and dragged into this illusion called reincarnation.
As long as one's mental power is not higher than Qian Renxue's, then one can only enter this illusion obediently. The illusion ends when Qian Renxue's mental power drops below half.
The consciousness of Poseidon, the god of the sea, is at the peak of the first level of the divine realm, but he is unable to break free from Qian Renxue's mental illusion, because Qian Renxue's consciousness has far surpassed his!
More than a hundred years ago, when Qian Renxue was controlling the Prison of Samsara, the method she used was to make those ferocious beasts constantly reincarnate in their past experiences.
Poseidon's eyes began to become dazed, he felt like he was reborn. He woke up from his dazed state, only to see a sloppy middle-aged man sitting next to him, waving a small hammer at a stove.
"Who are you?" Poseidon looked at the man in front of him warily, but found that his voice had also changed. It was not his voice, but another person's.
"Hmm?" The man turned around and looked at Poseidon with sharp eyes.
"Sure enough, my guess was right. How could a baby like you survive the battle with Qianxunji?" The man sneered, then grabbed Poseidon's neck and began to pinch it hard. His heavy palms were covered with calluses, and his rough fingers stroked Poseidon's lower neck. "Tell me! Who are you!"
Poseidon was strangled to the point of almost being unable to breathe. The man in front of him looked somewhat familiar to him. He didn't know when he had seen him before, but he couldn't remember.
He had lived for so long, so long that he had even forgotten how many lives he had killed, let alone those he had met.
"How dare you! I am... the god of the sea, Poseidon!" He stammered, shocked to find that in this place, he had lost almost all his abilities. Not to mention his divine power and body, it seemed that even the most basic thing like "martial spirit" did not exist!
"Are you the God of the Sea?" The man sneered, "If you are the God of the Sea, I am still the fucking God of Shura."
"If you were still willing to continue being my son, I could still pretend that I knew nothing. But now that you've said it yourself, don't blame me for being rude!"
The man exerted force with his hands and strangled Poseidon's neck.
"what--!"
Poseidon shouted in shock. He finally remembered who this person was. No wonder he had some impression of this person, because this person was Tang Haozi, the father of his former successor Tang San!
"you--!"
Poseidon was grabbed by Tang Hao and thrown into the stove in front of him.
……
Poseidon opened his eyes again and looked around blankly: "Am I awake?"
But what responded to him were countless shouts and screams all around him, and the smell of blood rising into the sky.
He immediately stood up and wanted to see what was happening around him, but the moment he stood up, he was surrounded by dozens of shirtless men.
"What is this place?!" Poseidon shouted in shock, and then he sensed his own cultivation level, which was about level 50.
Fortunately, this time I finally have a certain amount of soul power as a foundation, so I have the ability to protect myself.
He no longer thought about the idea that "I am a genius that is rarely seen in billions of years". Damn it, he must have fallen into some illusion to become like this!
He stretched out his right hand, recalling the scene when he had just started practicing tens of thousands of years ago, and wanted to summon out his martial soul - the golden trident!
"puff--"
Then his right hand farted.
"This, how is this possible!" Poseidon shouted in shock. He clearly still had soul power, but he just couldn't summon his martial soul. How was this possible? How could such a heaven-defying thing happen?
In his impression, only the "Killing Field" of Shura God can have a similar magic-banning effect, depriving the opponent of the right to use soul skills, but this can only block soul skills, not martial souls!
"Is this the brat who just killed two eight-ring opponents in the hell killing field?" One of the big men smiled ferociously, "Look at this delicate and tender boy, I really can't bear to kill him so easily."
Another man with shifty eyes urged the big man, "Brother Chen, are you hungry?"
"I see you are really hungry." Another charming woman raised her index finger.
Poseidon looked over there intently.
Oh my god, isn't this the former High Priest of Poseidon Island, Poseidon?
What happened to this world?
Poseidon was about to collapse.
What on earth is this place? The killing field of hell, what on earth is this place? !
But before Poseidon could react, he heard footsteps beside him. It was a handsome man, and it was his footsteps that attracted Poseidon's attention.
"Sea Dragon..."
Poseidon showed joy: "Quick, protect the king! Protect...!"
Before he could finish his words, someone rushed up from the other side, hugged him in his arms, and then the hand... oh no, it was a sharp tentacle, which directly stabbed into the hole in his body.
Poseidon is now just a kid with a soul power of over fifty. His identity as the God of the Sea is just a self-righteous armor, but underneath the armor is the heart of an ordinary person.
He didn't have time to think about where this place was, but he gradually stopped struggling and was dragged into the basement by the puppets that had transformed into his own island-protecting Douluo. Then, with the slender and beautiful wrist of Poseidon, he raised the knife and cut off an unknown object.
After the bloody and tragic scene, Poseidon covered his eyes, and through his fingers, he saw the face of the man walking towards her - that was Tang Chen, a former inheritor of the God of Shura.
"A——!" He made a strange sound that sounded like both crying and laughing.
