The Silver Dragon King Captured-It's You!

To her slight surprise, none of the Soul Master in the garden, including the Titled Douluo aura she could faintly sense in the distance, made any move to stop her sudden action. They simply stopped what they were doing and looked at her with... extremely strange expressions.

Is it a trap?

Gu Yuena felt a chill run down her spine, but the arrow was already on the bowstring and had to be released. Instead of slowing down, she increased her speed and landed next to the lonely "immortal Immortal Herb" in an instant.

Only now could she see the plant in its entirety.

Its entire body is a crystal-clear, flawless white, and each slender blade of grass seems to be sculpted from the purest ice and snow. The surface of the blades is smooth and glistening with moisture. The curving and stretching posture of the blades is just like the long neck of an elegant Swan.

It stood there quietly, surrounded by barren land, as if it had monopolized a pure land, breathtakingly beautiful!

That's it! Gu Yuena didn't hesitate any longer and reached out to grab the "Immortal Herb"!

However, just as her fingertips were about to touch the snow-white leaf—

A sudden change has occurred!

But her fingers, along with her entire palm, began to melt and decompose at a visible speed, just like ice and snow under the sun!

No, it wasn't a physical disappearance. Rather, the countless microorganisms and bacteria on her palm, and even within the Dragon Clan powerful dragon body, were catalyzed and multiplied exponentially the moment they came into contact with the plant. Her flesh and blood became the nutrients for their rampant reproduction!

"Aaaaaah!!!!"

The excruciating pain caused Gu Yuena to let out an extremely shrill scream!

She abruptly pulled her hand back, only to find that most of her right hand had disappeared. The cut was not smooth, but rather presented a strange, chaotic state of continuous disintegration, and this "dissolution" was rapidly spreading along her arm!

The snow-white plant still swayed gently in the breeze, pure and beautiful, as if nothing cruel had ever happened.

Bian Que pushed up his glasses, a cold glint flashing across the lenses, and muttered to himself, "... Snowy Swan Kiss, no more than a hundred years old, has weakened considerably... tsk, the Silver Dragon King can't withstand it." His tone was calm, as if he were merely recording experimental data.

The surrounding Soul Master were also filled with shock. Although they knew that the "Immortal Herb" was extremely dangerous, this was the first time they had seen its destructive power directly, and they were still somewhat frightened.

Gu Yuena finally understood why no one had stopped her—it was all a trap!

Tang San! You lied to me!?!

Chapter 299 Capturing the Silver Dragon King, It's You!

The previous indifference of the crowd finally had an answer—they already knew how dangerous the "Snowy Swan Kiss" was!

Even Bian Que, whose face was usually as calm as still water, showed a rare hint of surprise. The garden was full of Immortal Herb, each with different effects and vastly different levels of danger.

Given the Silver Dragon King's constitution, even if he accidentally touches the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass or the Infernal Delicate Apricot, he will at most suffer some frostbite or burns, which will not be a serious problem.

But she just happened to... precisely choose this one and only immortal Immortal Herb that could pose a fatal threat to her— the Snowy Swan Kiss!

At the very moment that Gu Yuena screamed in agony as her hand melted away and her mind trembled violently—

"Puff!"

A thick, ominous, eerie green poisonous mist suddenly erupted from several corners of the Herb Garden without warning. As if it had a life of its own, it instantly intertwined and spread, enveloping the entire Herb Garden!

The Soul Master from the Spirit Hall Empire around them seemed to have been prepared, some with their ornaments glowing to form protective shields, others with antidotes taken beforehand, allowing them to move freely in the poisonous fog.

Only Gu Yuena has nothing!

She endured the pain of her severed hand, immediately held her breath, and mobilized the elemental power around her to try to form a barrier to prevent the poisonous fog from getting close.

However, when the eerie green poisonous mist came into contact with her elemental barrier, it was not blocked. Instead, it seemed to be attracted by something and frantically converged and compressed towards her location!

Moreover, they ignored the existence of the elemental barrier and passed right through it, instantly enveloping Gu Yuena completely in her horrified gaze!

Alarm bells rang in Gu Yuena's mind, and she desperately tried to tear through space again, her last resort for escape.

But, the moment she had the thought—

"Buzz--!!!"

A deep and resounding hum echoed from all around the Herb Garden! On the ground, the huge and intricate metallic patterns that were originally hidden under the soil and vegetation now lit up one after another with dazzling light, forming a massive barrier!

Gu Yuena immediately felt that the space around her had become extremely stable!

Her spatial abilities, which relied more on talent than on profound cultivation, appeared so pale and powerless under the suppression of this Soul Tool specifically designed for space, unable to even stir up a ripple in space!

"This... how is this possible?!" For the first time, genuine panic appeared in Gu Yuena's eyes.

The biggest reason she dared to risk coming here was her ability to move freely within a limited space.

This move has saved her from danger countless times in the past, making it a life-saving skill.

Now, this trump card has failed!

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All of this can be attributed to Qian Xunji's persecution complex.

He was always worried that a thief skilled in spatial abilities would come and steal these rare Immortal Herb.

After all, if he were in that situation, he would definitely do the same if he had the ability; this is simply judging others by one's own standards.

However, today's events also prove that judging others by oneself is correct; the Silver Dragon King even disregarded his own reputation and actually came to steal.

Therefore, he forced Dongfang Jing, who had some knowledge of Soul Tool Technology but whose talent was really average, to develop Soul Tool that could seal off space.

After being Qian Xunji in various ways, Dongfang Jing finally produced a half-finished product: within its sphere of influence, spatial ability users could enter, but could not leave.

This was the limit of her abilities; she had burned out.

Unexpectedly, this half-finished product, which was considered a useless piece of junk, has performed a remarkable feat today!

After failing to tear through space twice in a row, Gu Yuena felt a chill in her heart. Ignoring the terrible injury to her right arm, she mobilized her elemental power, intending to soar into the sky and forcibly fly away.

But it was too late.

The eerie green poisonous mist had already seeped into every inch of her body.

A strong sense of numbness and Soul Power blockage surged over her like a tide, making it impossible for her to smoothly mobilize her Soul Power, and her strength was rapidly dissipating.

Bian Que and the other Soul Master of the Spirit Hall Empire simply stood at a distance, watching Gu Yuena struggle futilely in the poisonous fog with careful and shrewd eyes, as if they were watching a precious experiment, their hands constantly making notes.

Next, all we need to do is wait quietly until she is completely unable to resist.

"Bang!"

Gu Yuena ultimately failed to fly out of the Herb Garden. Her body went limp, and she fell heavily to the ground. The poison had completely corroded her nerves and muscles; she couldn't even move a finger, and could only stare wide-eyed with resentment.

Once it was confirmed that the target was no longer a threat, the eerie green toxic mist began to be slowly dispersed and purified by the pre-set device.

A Spirit Hall Soul Master stepped forward, holding a collar that gleamed with a cold metallic luster.

A soft "click" sounded.

The metal ring was firmly bound to Gu Yuena's slender and delicate neck.

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Inside the cave, time ticked by.

Tang San lay on the ground, his body unable to move due to severe injuries and poison; only the faint rise and fall of his chest proved that he was still alive.

He never saw Gu Yuena return.

"Useless... truly... useless..." An overwhelming sense of resentment and anger welled up within him.

That Silver Dragon King, despite possessing earth-shattering strength, suffered repeated setbacks and accomplished practically nothing except for running away!

Now they've abandoned him in this cave, leaving him to lie here like a dying wild dog, waiting for a passing Soul Beast to tear him apart and devour him.

Despair slowly consumed him.

Just then, the sound of light, deliberately heavy footsteps came from outside the cave.

Tang San felt a chill run down his spine. He mustered his last bit of strength and tried to prop himself up, but could only manage a painful twitch.

A figure draped in a wide black robe walked slowly into the cave against the dim light from the entrance. His face was hidden in the deep shadow of the hood, making it difficult to see clearly; one could only sense a cold gaze falling upon him.

The man in black robes looked at Tang San, who was lying on the ground in a disheveled state, like a lump of mud. There was no pity in his eyes, only a coldness that was almost scrutinizing, and... a trace of barely perceptible disappointment.

He deliberately guided Gu Yuena to Tang San's side, hoping that this chosen one who had once ascended to the position of God King could, with the help of the Silver Dragon King, get back on track, grow rapidly, take revenge on the Spirit Hall Empire, ascend to the position of God again, and stir up the storm.

But what was the result?

It's gotten to this terrible state! Not only is their progress in strength slow, but they've also brought themselves and the Silver Dragon King to the brink of death.

"God King Tang San..." the man in black robes began, his voice deep and strangely magnetic, sounding somewhat familiar to Tang San, yet he couldn't quite place where he'd heard it before. "... What a disappointment!"

Tang San barely managed to raise his head, trying to see the person's face clearly, but could only see a patch of darkness hidden by the hood.

He forced a sharp, hoarse voice as he questioned, "Who... are you?! All these... changes... were... your doing?! What... are you trying to do?!"

He naturally attributed all the abnormalities to this mysterious man who had suddenly appeared.

"No, no, no," the man in black robes shook his head slightly, his tone surprisingly light, completely out of place with the heavy atmosphere in the cave. "Don't misunderstand. Although... I really don't like you, for now, we're barely... temporary teammates."

"Temporary... teammate?" Tang San's pupils contracted slightly, his vigilance increasing. "What... does that mean? Since... you're here... to help me... why... have you been... hiding... all this time?"

He managed to voice his question, trying to elicit more information.

However, this time the man in black did not answer his question.

Just as Tang San was about to say something more, the man in black seemed to have lost patience, or felt that there was no need to continue the conversation.

He slowly raised his hand, as if to do something.

Just as he raised his hand, perhaps due to a change in angle, the light from the opening swept across, briefly illuminating half of his face beneath his hood...

A silhouette, almost forgotten yet once incredibly familiar, struck Tang San's mind like a thunderbolt!

Tang San's breathing quickened, his eyes widened, and he exclaimed in disbelief:

"... It was you!!!"

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Pope Palace in Spirit City.

Gu Yuena, with a metal collar engraved with intricate soul-guiding patterns around her neck, was being forcibly escorted by two elite members of the Spirit Hall.

She struggled fiercely, her pride as the Silver Dragon King preventing her from kneeling—whether as the Life Goddess in her past life or as the Lord of Soul Beast in this life, she had never suffered such humiliation!

Kneel down!

The escorting Soul Master shouted sternly while pressing down forcefully.

Gu Yuena gritted her teeth, her back ramrod straight, sustained by the dignity of her Dragon Clan and the Silver Dragon King.