Tang San gently hugged Xiao Wu tightly, a happy smile on his handsome face.
"Where is the child? Where is our child?" Xiao Wu called anxiously.
Tang San put his other hand in front of him, bringing the little life in his arms to her.
It was a chubby little guy, and his whole body was still pink, but he exuded a faint aroma. The aroma was very strange and refreshing. When he smelled it, it gave people an indescribable sense of pleasure. It is as if you are reborn from there and can feel the most primitive breath of life.
It was at the last moment when Xiao Wu gave birth to the fruit of her love affair with Tang San that she had hallucinations in her mind, recalling what had happened to her on the Douluo Continent.
With a smile on her pretty face, Xiao Wu laughed and said, "He looks so ugly. He must look like you. But fortunately, he's not a little rabbit."
The corner of Tang San's mouth twitched, and three black lines seemed to be pulled down from his forehead.
"What little rabbit? You have already cultivated to become a god. How can you have a little rabbit? Are you a biological mother? A newborn child is not good-looking. It will take a while. Wutong was the same at the beginning. Is that so?"
"Wow, wow, wow!" The baby's cry was extremely loud, but Tang San and Xiao Wu's eyes were full of tenderness.
"It's a son." Xiao Wu said happily. She already had a daughter. She really longed to have another son. At this time, her dream finally came true.
Tang San nodded and said: "Let's call him Wulin as we agreed before. Tang San and Xiao Wu's Liner, Tang Wulin."
Xiao Wu suddenly laughed, "Tell me, if this little guy also chooses to travel to the lower world, will he hate us when he writes his name in the future? There are so many strokes."
Putting the child into Xiao Wu's arms, Tang San gently stroked the child's head and murmured to himself: "Some things are finally about to begin."
Xiao Wu looked at him in astonishment, but Tang San nodded to her. Then he lowered his head and kissed his son gently on his forehead.
The moment he stood up straight, it was like a mountain rising from the ground. He slowly turned around and looked out the window of the castle.
With a flick of his right hand, a ball of red light lit up.
It was a blood-red liquid, which looked like only a few drops, but it had a faint golden light shining through it. The golden light was soft, but it had an indescribable aura.
Tang San moved his right hand, and the liquid immediately flew to his forehead and imprinted on his eyebrows.
Blood red quietly blended in, and a bit of golden light also lit up from Tang San's forehead. At the beginning, it was just a little bit, but soon it turned into a golden halo, sliding down from the top of his head and falling to his feet in an instant, and Tang San's body was also affected by the golden light. Rendered pure gold.
Tang San raised his feet and walked towards the window step by step. His speed was very slow, but the clear "click" sound kept ringing on him, as if something was disintegrating on him. of. With every step he took, a halo of light would rise behind his head.
Nine steps, exactly nine steps, when he came to the window, the nine-ring halo had already risen.
Pieces of fragments seemed to slip from his body. The falling fragments fell to the ground and disappeared into wisps of smoke. There are purple ones, golden ones, and a touch of black and blood.
When everything fell into the dust, Poseidon seemed to become transparent, and his whole person was filled with an indescribable quality.
Raising his hands, he gently pushed open the window.
Outside the window, soft air flow blew in, blowing his long blue hair, but not a trace of air flow would flow into the room and affect Xiao Wu who was holding the child inside.
"Long time no see, everyone." Tang San's soft voice sounded, not loud, but it spread far and wide.
In the originally gloomy sky, the clouds quietly dispersed, and the sky gradually became brighter. The blue sky was filled with light. There was no sun in the God Realm, but there was no real darkness. At this time, the light was so transparent that it seemed to have washed away all the haze in the souls of all the gods.
The eyes of the God of Destruction, which had become gentle, turned gloomy again, and powerful thoughts of destruction rose into the sky. However, no matter how strong his destructive thoughts were, he could not affect the blue sky above the castle.
With a flash of blue light, Poseidon had flown out of the castle, but he did not fly in the direction of the God of Destruction. He just moved his right hand in the void, and a golden light lit up. It was his Poseidon Trident.
The God of Emotions and other gods who were already in despair saw the sudden appearance of Poseidon, and their eyes suddenly rekindled hope. Being able to summon the Poseidon Trident means that the Poseidon has regained his divine power!
The darkness passed and dawn finally came.
"Dad!" The Butterfly God shouted and was about to fly over, but was hugged by the God of Emotions.
"Wutong, don't disturb my father-in-law."
The God of Destruction looked at the Poseidon with stern eyes, and said coldly: "I didn't expect that even under such circumstances, you could break through the seal. It really surprises me! It seems that I still don't understand you well enough."