Blue Silver Sacrifice, Tang San's Heartache

"How could such pure Life Force exist? Humans should not be capable of bearing such a powerful Origin Bloodline!"

The Blue Silver Emperor could hardly believe it.

As someone with the Life Attribute, she knew better than anyone how powerful the Life Origin within Zi Yao was. Even the Blue Silver Emperor from Ten Thousand Years Ago could not compare.

Zi Yao gave a soft laugh but offered no explanation.

In theory, a child born of two mortals could never bear a God-level Bloodline.

Even a Six-winged Angel needed the Angel God's blessing to gain talent beyond Innate Full Soul Power; they were not born with a God-level Bloodline.

But both of his parents were gods.

And not ordinary gods, either. They were the strongest God King-level powerhouses currently in the God Realm.

If not for the plane's suppression, his Origin Power would have been even more terrifying.

"So, have you made your choice?"

After pondering for a while, the Blue-skirted Young Woman slowly said, "I admit that your talent is unlike anything I have ever seen. Perhaps you truly can ascend to godhood like those great human figures from Ten Thousand Years Ago."

"But what benefit would that bring me? Becoming your Soul Ring would be worse than spending the last stretch of my life in solitude."

"That is precisely what I wanted to add. I want you to become a Wisdom Soul Ring—to become a Soul Ring while retaining your consciousness. When I ascend to the God Realm in the future, you may even obtain a Deity Position and enjoy eternal life."

Zi Yao smiled faintly.

The moment those words were spoken, not only was the Blue Silver Emperor repeatedly stunned, even the worldly Ice Empress and Snow Empress cast astonished looks his way.

Most Wisdom Soul Beasts did everything in their power to survive their Heavenly Tribulations, hoping only to live a few more years.

As for deities, Soul Beasts becoming gods was something that had happened who knew how many tens of thousands of years ago. They had long since stopped entertaining such fantasies.

Yet Zi Yao's words set their minds racing.

If they truly could become deities step by step like this, then for beings like them, who could never become gods, it would be a secure path to eternal life.

After hesitating for a moment, the Blue Silver Emperor slowly knelt and bowed. "I am willing to serve you, my Master."

Blue Silver Grass was often weaker in battle than Soul Beasts of the same rank, but it also had its advantages.

The first was its incomparable vitality.

The second was its perceptive ability. It could keenly sense the talent of a human or Soul Beast, as well as their future accomplishments.

Yet she could not see through Zi Yao's future at all. It was as unfathomable as the depths of the sea.

Perhaps becoming a god was not difficult for this young man at all.

Zi Yao nodded in satisfaction.

Though this hundred ninety-thousand-year-old Blue Silver Emperor did not possess an Emperor Grade Bloodline, she was still far from ordinary.

As the host of Destructive Life, the stronger Blue Silver Grass became, the more powerful Destructive Life Force it could bear!

"Sacrifice yourself to me. You can become my Bloodline Soul Ring and change as I grow stronger step by step."

Zi Yao rose to his feet and extended the Life Origin Martial Soul in his left hand.

The Blue Silver Emperor slowly exhaled. Making up her mind, her blue dress instantly turned to dust, while her slender, flawless body swiftly shattered into blue-gold crystals, within which faint Lightning Arc Light could be seen.

This was her Thunder Spirit Power, a talent gained through the nourishment of three Heavenly Thunders. It had a considerable restraining effect on Evil Spirits.

"Master, I'm coming."

As soon as she spoke, her sapphire-like body shattered into countless tiny fragments.

For a moment, heaven and earth changed color.

The aura unleashed by the sacrifice of a hundred ninety-thousand-year-old Beast was incomparably terrifying. This powerful magnetic field spread for more than ten thousand miles, leaving all humans and beasts pale with shock.

Pieces of blue-gold fragments flew around Zi Yao and began spinning at high speed, gradually forming a circle as crisp ceramic clashing sounds rang out continuously.

Zi Yao braced himself.

This was the sacrifice of a hundred ninety-thousand-year-old Beast. He could not afford to be careless.

By all rights, he should not have been able to withstand a hundred ninety-thousand-year Soul Ring.

In the original story, when Tang San accepted Xiao Wu's Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring sacrifice, he had needed both a soul and Physical Body sacrifice to lower the requirements for absorbing the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.

As for sealing the Soul Ring, the conditions for that were even more demanding, What he wanted, however, was a Bloodline Soul Ring—the kind of innate Soul Ring Tang San had awakened alongside the Blue Silver Emperor.

Although his was only a knockoff, the results should have been more or less the same.

His reason for choosing the Blue Silver Emperor was simple.

Blue Silver Grass itself possessed extraordinarily strong adaptability. It would not conflict with any bloodline; it would only enhance it.

For instance, Lan Xuanyu's Golden Dragon and Silver Dragon bloodlines could perfectly bear it, and it would also help with their eventual fusion.

Not to mention the value of the Blue Silver Emperor itself.

A hundred-and-ninety-thousand-year Soul Ring was already rare. Not every Beast bloodline could be as gentle as Blue Silver Grass.

At this moment, in the God Realm, Tang San frowned deeply, Trident in hand, yet he had no idea what to do.

After his mother, Ah Yin, ascended, the Emperor Grade Bloodline had vanished from the entire continent, and the Tang Sect's Blue Silver Grass Soul Masters had gradually declined as well.

He had no choice but to personally unleash three bolts of Heavenly Thunder, nurturing a hundred-and-ninety-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor containing Thunder Spirit Power, in hopes of restoring the Tang Sect's former glory.

Yet unexpectedly, before any descendant of the Tang Sect could arrive, that brat Zi Yao had beaten them to it.

If it had been anyone else, Tang San would have sent them plummeting with one strike of his Trident and taught them a lesson.

But Zi Yao was the child of two God Kings.

Tang San's status was indeed not low, but he still could not afford to offend two God Kings.

Besides, he was the one in the wrong. After all, the Blue Silver Emperor was an opportunity Zi Yao had found himself. He could hardly expose himself by saying that he had cultivated this Blue Silver Emperor.

"Third Brother, why are you so troubled?"

Xiao Wu leaned closer. Having borne a child, she had gained a touch more mature charm, yet had lost none of a girl's liveliness.

Tang San forced a smile, concealing his bleeding heart.

"It's nothing. I've just been a little tired lately."

"Ah, it's all Good Evil's fault. Why don't you find an heir too, Third Brother? Then we can go have fun in the outside world!" Even after reaching the God Realm, Xiao Wu had not outgrown her playful nature. She eagerly shook Tang San's arm.

Tang San merely smiled without answering.

He had not yet cultivated the Asura God's abilities to their peak. How could he bear to pass his divine position on to someone else?

Suddenly, a flicker passed through his blue eyes as he caught a trace of ethereal Power of Destiny.

"What is this?"

Alarmed, he tapped the Trident mark on his forehead. With the aid of Sea God's Light, he saw a six-year-old boy dressed in coarse cloth awakening his Martial Soul.

A Child of Destiny? Such a person had actually been born on the Douluo Plane?

"What is it, Third Brother?" Xiao Wu pressed.

"It's nothing. I saw a rising star on the Douluo Continent, one who has countless ties to my Tang Sect. He will surely become the key to reviving the Tang Sect in the future."

Tang San laughed confidently.

The Tang Sect had been founded by his own hands. How could he truly bear to let it perish like this?

If he could recruit this boy and gain the blessing of his destiny, the Tang Sect might flourish for ten thousand years!

"That's wonderful! You won't have to worry every day about whether the Tang Sect will perish in the lower realm." Xiao Wu clapped excitedly.

Not far away, a little girl of six or seven poked her head out, her beautiful large eyes observing Tang San and Xiao Wu's every move.

What a perfect opportunity!

She glanced at the Douluo Continent below. After encouraging herself, her petite figure quietly vanished into the clouds and mist.

Tang San glanced to the side, seemingly intentionally yet seemingly not, his gaze as still as an ancient well.