Eternal Life of Ten Thousand Years, Golden Rankings Expose Blue Silver God!

Sun Moon Continent, Demon Forest.

This place is a forbidden zone for life, a paradise for the dead.

Skulls are piled high like mountains, their hollow eye sockets staring up at the gray, murky sky.

Shriveled corpses are scattered haphazardly across the ground, drained of all essence by some unknown force, leaving behind nothing but withered husks of skin.

The soil beneath one's feet is a bizarre, dark red, viscous and slippery; upon closer inspection, it is composed of countless layers of rotting human skin and flesh.

Lu Ming stands atop the mountain of corpses, his brows slightly furrowed.

His white robes are spotless, appearing completely out of place in this filthy, hellish scene.

"Evil Emperor, the totem of the Sun Moon Empire, actually feeding on the humans of the Sun Moon Continent."

Not far away, a massive figure manifests.

The figure resembles a gigantic eyeball covered in blood-red veins, with octopus-like tentacles beneath it, currently clutching severed limbs and feeding them into a gaping maw at its apex.

This is the master of the Demon Forest, the faith totem of the Sun Moon Empire—the Evil Eye Tyrant Master, revered by the world as the "Evil Emperor."

Hearing Lu Ming's voice, the Evil Emperor's movements suddenly freeze.

Within its massive, singular eye, the blood-red pupil suddenly contracts.

How is this possible!

Someone has appeared here, and yet, it had not sensed a thing!

Its Divine Sense sweeps across a thousand miles in an instant, yet it cannot find when or how this person appeared.

The Evil Emperor slowly turns its massive head toward the direction of the voice.

With just one glance, its ferocious will, condensed from countless vengeful spirits, is shattered.

The newcomer stands there quietly; his stature is not imposing, yet he feels more vast than the heavens and earth themselves.

Wisps of pale blue light linger around him, carrying the supreme aura of Life Origin Power; it is not Soul power, but an existence of a higher order.

Merely by meeting his gaze, the Evil Emperor feels its soul trembling.

It is an absolute suppression originating from the deepest depths of the life hierarchy.

Great terror!

Boundless, immense terror instantly seizes the Evil Emperor's mind.

It wants to flee, but its body refuses to obey, unable to move even a single tentacle.

It wants to beg for mercy, but under this vast, boundless pressure, it cannot even utter a single syllable.

"Noisy."

Lu Ming seems somewhat impatient, waving his hand forward casually.

A blade of Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass appears out of thin air.

In the Evil Emperor's massive eye, the reflection of the slowly drifting leaf fills its pupil with despair.

The blade of Blue Silver Grass brushes past gently.

The body of the Evil Eye Tyrant Master, along with its soul, is completely annihilated in that silent instant.

From this day forth, there is no more Evil Emperor in this forest.

Lu Ming withdraws his hand and gazes toward the horizon, his eyes revealing a hint of distant reflection.

He is a transmigrator.

Tens of thousands of years ago, he arrived in this world known as the Douluo Continent.

His Martial Soul was the Blue Silver Grass, considered the most useless in the eyes of the world.

But he has a secret: he is immortal, unable to die.

Time flows on, and ten thousand years pass in the blink of an eye.

He has witnessed too much.

Deep within the Star Dou Great Forest, he once encountered the severely wounded Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena and healed her with his Life Origin Power.

In the end, that proud master of the Dragon Clan tethered her heart to him.

He also witnessed with his own eyes a woman holding a Holy Sword ignite her Divine Fire amidst ten thousand rays of light, ascending to become the Angel God.

He also saw a man wielding a trident receive the worship of the masses upon the sea, establishing the position of the Sea God.

He traveled the continent, and whenever the mood struck him, he would take on a few disciples.

Those disciples later became renowned figures across the continent.

As for himself, after the accumulation of tens of thousands of years, he is no longer who he once was.

His original Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul has long since evolved into the supreme Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass, its life level already surpassing that of the former Dragon God.

His strength has also long since transcended the realm of the so-called God Kings in the God Realm.

To him, there are no more rivals in this world; a long life sometimes means a long, lingering boredom.

Just then.

BOOM!

A vast, boundless roar exploded across the sky of the entire world.

Whether on Douluo Continent or Sun Moon Continent, every living soul heard this sound.

Immediately following, a brilliant golden light, impossible to describe in words, tore through the sky.

Above the firmament, a massive golden Sky Screen slowly unfurled, boundless in size, covering every corner of both continents.

No matter where you were, as long as you looked up, you could clearly see the scene upon the Sky Screen.

A supreme majesty, transcending that of any deity, radiated from the Sky Screen, causing all Soul Masters, and even Deities, to feel a sense of awe.

Across Douluo Continent and Sun Moon Continent, countless people stopped what they were doing, gazing up at the sky in shock.

Then, lines of golden characters composed of Great Dao runes appeared upon the Sky Screen.

[Myriad Realms Inventory: Douluo Rankings!]

[All who make the list shall receive rewards!]

The next moment, the subtitles shifted.

[This Inventory—Douluo Top Ten Treasures Ranking!]

Meanwhile.

Outside Jialing Pass, at the Heaven Dou Empire encampment.

Inside the central command tent, the atmosphere was heated to the extreme.

"Victory! We shall surely be victorious!"

"His Excellency Tang San has inherited the position of a Deity; he is invincible in this age!"

"Even the pillar of the Martial Soul Empire, the Angel God Qian Renxue, is no match for His Excellency Tang San, so what does that Bibi Dong amount to!"

The Shrek members and the high-ranking officials of the Heaven Dou Empire were gathered together, celebrating their impending victory.

Tang San sat upright in the central seat of honor, a smile upon his face.

He had just defeated Qian Renxue, and now, with his overwhelming Divine Might, his entire temperament had undergone a heaven-shaking transformation; every gesture he made carried the dignity of a Deity.

In his view, the destruction of the Martial Soul Empire was merely a matter of time.

At his side, Yu Xiaogang held a cup of tea, his expression arrogant, fully displaying the demeanor of a "Master."

His eyes were filled with pride and self-satisfaction.

Look, this is the disciple I have cultivated, a true Deity!

My theories are entirely correct!

Just as the crowd's emotions were running high, that vast voice and the golden light piercing heaven and earth descended upon the sky above Jialing Pass as well.

The celebratory cheers within the command tent came to an abrupt halt.

Everyone, including Tang San with his Dual God Positions, rushed out of the tent and looked up at the sky.

When he saw the golden characters on the Sky Screen clearly, even with Tang San's current state of mind, his pupils constricted sharply.

"An inventory of various Douluo rankings? What kind of heaven-reaching means is this!"

He could sense that the power contained behind this Sky Screen was far above his own Dual God Positions, and perhaps even stronger than any God King he had ever known.

"Wow! There are rewards for making the list!"

A crisp, pleasant voice rang out, and Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes sparkled with little stars.

She swayed her body gently, the straight, slender jade legs beneath her skirt particularly eye-catching.