Fire Dragon King Soul Bone Skill

Tang Wutong did not feel anything about Gu Chen insulting Yu Xiaogang, either.

Please, Yu Xiaogang was a man from ten thousand years ago.

His ancestral grave was probably gone by now, right? She did not know any "Grandmaster."

Compared with some bullshit Grandmaster, Tang Wutong still felt Gu Chen knew more.

Gu Chen casually picked up a piece of deadwood, and the Law of Destruction wove blood-red patterns across it, making it look like a strange dagger. Gu Chen handed it to Tang Wutong. "The quality of this wood is too poor. It'll turn to ash in ten seconds. Hurry up."

After hearing that, Tang Wutong quickly took it and stabbed the sharp end into the still-pulsing tree heart. The entire green wooden core dimmed in an instant, and a purple Spirit Ring slowly drifted out from the tree heart.

Clearly, the trunk was not its true body. The tree heart was.

"All right, start absorbing it." Hearing Gu Chen's words, Tang Wutong's previously excited heart briefly calmed, and a strand of Blue Silver Grass appeared in her palm, golden threads running between its leaves.

Di Tian exclaimed in surprise, "Blue Silver Emperor?"

Even the Blue Silver Emperor was not enough to shock him. After all, it was just broken Blue Silver Grass. Even if it became an emperor, it was still broken Blue Silver Grass. But the Blue Silver Emperor had one special trait: there was only one emperor in an era. If that emperor did not die, the next emperor could never appear.

"What's so surprising? She's Tang San's daughter."

Di Tian's pupils shook, but he did not react much beyond that. To him, who knew nothing at this moment, Tang San was at most merely someone who had become a god ten thousand years ago. What