Everyone spent the night in meditation and cultivation. They didn't know what kind of dangers they would encounter on Poseidon Island in the future. The more they could seize the time to improve themselves now, the easier it would be to face danger in the future.

Xiaobai took the initiative to take on the task of keeping watch. The work and rest of sea soul beasts is very different from that of humans. Sharks usually choose to sleep during the day, and they do not close their eyes, but sleep while swimming, with the left and right hemispheres of the brain sleeping alternately. For Xiaobai, helping everyone keep watch is not a difficult task.

Among them, Tang San was the fastest to enter into meditation. He absorbed too much energy today. If it weren't for the Eight Spider Lances, these energies would probably have burst his body. Now he urgently needed to absorb and refine these energies.

This seemed to be one of the few opportunities for Tang San to absorb the black mist. Although the Eight Spider Lance, the external soul bone he obtained from the human-faced demon spider, also had the properties of the black mist because it was contaminated by the black mist, he still didn't know how to control this power. The black mist always gave him a very dangerous feeling, like a beast temporarily tied up with a chain. Once it got out of control, it would mercilessly bite back at its master.

In comparison, Lu had also been fighting against the black fog for many years, and with the help of the evil spirit, he was able to deal with it much more easily than him.

Feeling the black mist power surging in his body, flowing through his limbs and veins, Tang San calmed his breathing, relying on his instinct to suppress and tame the black mist. In this process, his soul power was also slowly rising, and his soul power, which was already close to level 70, was ready to move, trying to break through the bottleneck.

However, at this moment, Tang San suddenly heard those strange whispers.

The noisy and chaotic voices were like countless people whispering in his ears. Every word was incomprehensible, but it was full of undisguised cold malice. Tang San frowned and tried to wake up from his trance, but found that he had lost control of his body without knowing when.

Not only that, he seemed to be gradually gaining the ability to understand those mumblings. Although it was a language he could not understand, it seemed as if it had been automatically translated into his mind, allowing him to understand the meaning naturally.

"...Son of destiny..."

"Come to me... come to me..."

"Come find me, come find me, come find me, come find me, come find me, come find me"

The repeated mumbling was like a curse deeply engraved in his mind. Tang San's scalp exploded, and then, those repeated mumblings seemed to disappear in an instant, and turned into countless people talking. Men, women, old people, children, everyone was chattering.

Among those conversations, Tang San could even vaguely distinguish a few familiar voices, belonging to the Shrek Seven Devils, as well as Master, Dugu Bo, Flanders, Tang Hao, etc. But because it was too noisy, it was really hard to tell what they were saying.

Tang San only felt that he had fallen into a dream. He could not see or hear anyone's appearance or voice, but he was guided by an invisible existence, instilled with invisible words, and understood scenes that he had never seen before.

"Brother...what does it matter if I sacrifice a lot for you?" It was Xiao Wu's voice.

"Master, you must come back alive." It was Zi Zhenzhu's voice.

"Stay true to your word, never give up, and sacrifice yourself for the one you love... the rewards start to accumulate..." said an unknown and majestic voice.

Tang San understood again that this was the content of the book called "Douluo Continent" that he had accidentally seen when he was in the Star Dou Great Forest. At that time, he had only seen the tip of the iceberg, and saw his rough experience and ending of becoming a god in the huge information flow, but now, he saw more detailed content.

He watched the self-reliant Xiao Wu, who seemed to be bewitched and became a vassal who was wholeheartedly willing to sacrifice for love and help him become a god. He watched the heroic and valiant Zi Zhenzhu change her sexual orientation and willingly succumb to his charm. He watched Qian Renxue, Hu Liena, Huo Wu, and Meng Yiran, who had nothing in common with him, become obsessed with him. He watched Zhu Zhuqing change from the cold and majestic future queen of the Xing Luo Empire to a cuddly wife. He watched Oscar and Ning Rongrong, Ma Hongjun and Bai Chenxiang, who now had nothing to do with each other, become lovers in another world as if they were paired up by someone else. He watched that world sing the praises of such deformed relationships.

In every aspect, although he had gained glory and admiration, and all his companions had gained love, Tang San could not feel happy or joyful at all. He only felt panic and confusion.

Why did the world in the book become like this? Why does everyone look so strange and distorted?

“Isn’t it good to become a god?” The whisper beckoned, “Become a god, become a god… You can get everything, you can make the world return to its original state.”

“Become a god… Become a god…”

"Become a god, become a god, become a god, become a god——"

"No!" Tang San shuddered and woke up from his trance.

Where is he? Is he on Poseidon Island, or on Poseidon Island in another world?

The night breeze was blowing, and everyone was in a state of cultivation. No one noticed his abnormality. Only Xiaobai, who was on night watch, was startled by his sudden shout. He turned around and looked around, but did not find any danger or abnormality around him. He patted his chest and said unhappily, "What are you doing? You scared me to death! I thought something happened."

Tang San panted violently, trying to calm his wildly heaving chest, but a voice suddenly fell from above his head: "Concentrate."

Just two short words calmed him down from the brink of collapse.

Tang San looked up in a daze. The figure of the woman in white was hazy in the night like fog among the snow. He could vaguely see a pair of cold and calm light grey eyes lowered, with a dark and unclear look.

In a trance, Tang San seemed to feel that he had returned to nine years ago, when he was only thirteen years old in this world. He was distracted by those strange words for the first time. Lu used only two words to calm his mind again.

No matter when, she always seems to have a power that can make people feel at ease.

His breathing gradually stabilized. Tang San glanced at Xiao Bai and said in secret voice transmission: "Sister Lu Lu, I seemed to have seen the contents of that book again just now..."

"Yes." Lu also responded to him calmly, "This place may be very close to the core of this world. It's not surprising that you are affected by Him."

In essence, the original main system and the evil god had the same purpose, both hoping that the world of Douluo Continent would develop according to the original plot, except that the main system's perspective was more normal, while the evil god's was more abnormal. After the plot became chaotic, the black fog was supposed to descend directly on the continent, but Lu also interfered and severely damaged it, which slowed down the progress of His descent.

Now the black fog is about to return, and Tang San, as the "protagonist" of this world, will inevitably be bewitched by the evil god. Lu Ye even speculated that the closer to the forbidden land of Sea God Mountain, the deeper this influence may be.

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