Soul Land 5: The Rebirth of Tang San-Chapter 838: Overpowering the Scorching King

The blazing sun that had risen behind the Scorching King was already dazzlingly bright. But when the golden silhouette behind Tang San appeared, all other lights dimmed in comparison.

There was no change on the Magma Red Sea side, but the Endless Blue Sea underwent a visible transformation.

The boundless waters of the Endless Blue Sea suddenly became crystal clear, and waves surged across the surface. Blue ripples of light rose and bloomed, transforming into countless waves of light, all converging toward the massive golden silhouette behind Tang San. Its aura intensified dramatically, multiplying several times over.

In an instant, the golden silhouette soared to a hundred meters tall, its radiant golden light making the brilliance of the blazing sun behind the Scorching King look like a shadow.

What is this...? The Firedawn clan leader's gaze froze as he stared at everything unfolding before him, feeling the trembling of the Fire God's Scepter in his hand. What is this? What kind of power is this?

Even the Fire God's Scepter was vibrating, trembling with a mix of excitement and reverence!

The Firedawn clan were not of this world, and their historical records contained some knowledge of things from their old world. The clan leader was well aware of what divine seats were, as the Firedawn clan was originally a race of followers of a true Fire God. However, not one Firedawn alive had ever seen an actual divine seat—they could only sense traces of divine energy from the Fire God's Scepter.

But now, the massive golden silhouette rising behind Tang San seemed incredibly similar to the descriptions of divinity in their clan's records. And why had the Endless Blue Sea undergone such a change? At this moment, it seemed as though Tang San had become connected with the entire sea. Meanwhile, the Scorching King was undoubtedly very powerful, but could his power truly contend with that?

At this moment, the Scorching King's heart was also in turmoil. He had initially prepared to use his most powerful abilities to subdue Tang San in the shortest time possible, thereby solidifying the Firedawn clan's confidence in collaborating with the Scorching Sunflower clan and himself.

Thus, he had activated his Great Sun Domain without hesitation, intending to dominate the battlefield with the dense fire energy of the Magma Red Sea. But what was this aura coming from Tang San? Why was it so powerful? And where did that mental suppression, which even made his divine consciousness quiver, come from?

An Emperor? No, that's impossible. He doesn't have the aura of an Emperor, there's no mistake about that. But the divine consciousness pressure is not inferior to that of an Emperor. How is this possible?!

The Scorching King's extensive combat experience kicked in. In an instant, he had already made his decision: he could wait no longer. The blazing sun behind him slowly rose, and a massive beam of light, over a hundred meters in diameter, suddenly shot toward Tang San.

The air twisted violently as the terrifying attack tore through space, making the sky and sea tremble

The Scorching Sunflower clan, as the strongest clan in the Solstice Empire, was certainly not led by the weak. The Scorching King's strength was immense. Now, under the amplification of his domain, he was unleashing his full power—an attack even an Emperor would have to face seriously.

The massive golden silhouette behind Tang San moved, and in its hand appeared a golden trident.

The trident traced a circle through the air, and within the Endless Blue Sea, the waters surged tens of meters high, bursting with abundant water-element energy.

The massive beam of light shot forward with immense power, but as soon as it entered the circle, it vanished without a trace—no explosion, no aftermath, just complete silence.

Tang San's expression remained calm. He was not using any of his bloodline imprints because most of them were still at the tenth order, and against someone like the Scorching King, they were still lacking. As for his transcendent bloodline, they had to be concealed at all costs. But he needed none of them; right now, they were in the Endless Blue Sea, and this was his domain. Here, he would suppress his opponent using his divine seat and nothing else.

Tang San slowly raised his right hand, and in the next instant, his figure became blurry and then vanished entirely. Meanwhile, the massive golden silhouette behind him solidified.

The silhouette's face was that of Tang San, and it was covered in golden armor—not the manifestation of the Golden Armor Transformation, but a set of armor radiating divine power. In its hand, the golden trident shone brightly as it rose high into the heavens. Instantly, countless ripples of blue light converged toward Tang San.

At that moment, the fire energy of the Magma Red Sea was instantly suppressed. The overwhelming water energy dominated everything in the vicinity of the Endless Blue Sea.

Seeing his attack so effortlessly dealt with, the Scorching King's heart sank. But he wasted no time. Large golden-red flowers bloomed around him, and in the sky, nine flowers appeared, instantly transforming into nine suns. Nine suns blazed overhead, shooting golden-red beams of fire toward Tang San with devastating force. This was the Sunborne Flower—a divine weapon bearing the power of the Sunborne Nymph Emperor himself!

"Shield!" Tang San uttered in a low voice.

Immediately, the surrounding waters of the Endless Blue Sea surged upward. Endless water energy transformed into a protective barrier, enveloping the Sea God's manifestation.

The massive pillars of fire descended, but against this seemingly thin barrier, infused with the will of the sea, they were powerless. One by one, the fire pillars were extinguished.

Tang San let out a cold snort. "Down!"

Immediately, the Scorching King felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His divine consciousness felt crushed by a tremendous pressure, as if a giant hand had descended from the heavens and was pushing down upon it.

This pressure filled the Scorching King with terror. His breath quickened and his chest felt tight; he felt an almost irresistible impulse to kneel and repent, as if he should never have dared to oppose the being standing before him.