Ah Yin Returns as the Blue Silver Emperor! Tang San's Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul Mutates
Deepest part of the Blue Silver Forest.
The boundless expanse of the evergreen Blue Silver Grass has spread out here, forming a surging green sea.
The wind swept through the forest, causing thousands of blades of grass to sway in unison, creating layers upon layers of emerald waves.
The life force, penetrating to the very marrow, spreads with the undulating waves of grass, filling even the air with a refreshing fragrance of herbs and trees.
Two cocoons of light floated silently in mid-air.
The surging waves of grass around them seemed to instinctively avoid this airspace, as if guarding some precious treasure.
A cocoon, its entire surface lustrous and jade-colored.
Between the fine veins flows a majesty unique to the king of plants.
Inside lies Ah Yin's essence, the hope that the Blue Silver Clan had lost for decades.
Another cocoon of light, interwoven with purple and green.
Berserk arcs of Thunder and gentle patterns of life energy are frantically Entanglement, colliding, and merging on the surface of the cocoon of light.
The entire Blue Silver Forest was filled with Blue Silver Grass, all trembling gently at the same frequency.
Ten-year-old Blue Silver Grass, its tender leaves unfurling.
The century-old Blue Silver Grass sways its resilient stems.
At this moment, even Blue Silver Grass that has lived for thousands or even tens of thousands of years opens up its Life Origin without reservation.
Every blade of grass radiates a vibrant green light, a testament to its life.
The tiny, bright specks of light, like fireflies dancing in the summer night sky, surged one after another, endlessly toward the emerald-colored cocoon of light.
The Blue Silver King's enormous body is deeply rooted in the deepest part of the earth.
Its root system spreads thousands of miles, completely merging with the veins of the entire Blue Silver Forest, becoming one with it.
Every sway of the blades of grass resonated perfectly with the vibrations of the cocoon of light in mid-air.
It has been guarding this place for three days and three nights without leaving its side.
The Blue Silver Clan has waited far too long for this day.
Ever since Ah Yin Sacrifice herself for love, the Blue Silver Clan has been completely leaderless.
As the most widely distributed, yet also the most inconspicuous, Plant-type Spirit Beast on the continent.
In the dog-eat-dog Soul Beast Realm, they are often bullied.
Even with the Blue Silver King in charge, it couldn't uphold the former glory of the Blue Silver Clan.
Only with the true return of the Blue Silver Emperor can the Blue Silver Grass scattered in every corner of the continent raise its head again.
Only with the return of the emperor can the Blue Silver Clan have any hope.
"Snap!"
A very faint cracking sound rang out clearly in the otherwise silent forest.
Even the surging waves of grass suddenly stopped at that moment.
The first fine crack appeared on the surface of the jade-colored cocoon.
Then came the second and third courses.
Countless cracks, like a spider web, spread across the entire surface of the cocoon of light in an instant.
The lustrous jade-like cocoon, like shattered glass, slowly peels away piece by piece.
An intensely bright green light suddenly shot into the sky.
In the entire Blue Silver Forest, all the Blue Silver Grass simultaneously prostrated themselves on the ground.
Like the most devout believers, worshipping their returning king.
At the center of the completely peeled-off cocoon, a pure green Blue Silver Grass is slowly unfurling its branches and leaves.
It is no longer the inconspicuous Blue Silver Grass that can be seen everywhere in the forest and trampled on by people.
Each narrow blade of grass is engraved with gilded imperial patterns, and a powerful, almost tangible, life force flows from its roots.
Even a wisp of aura caused the surrounding Blue Silver Grass to grow wildly.
This is the true Blue Silver Emperor.
It is the highest lineage of Plant-type Spirit Beast.
The countless points of life light were still frantically pouring into the Blue Silver Emperor's body.
Ah Yin's aura was rapidly escalating.
Thirty thousand years!
Fifty thousand years!
Seventy thousand years!
Ultimately, her cultivation level stabilized at 70,000 years.
She was fully conscious.
The emerald green light that filled the sky slowly receded.
A woman's figure, dressed in a light green gauze dress, slowly coalesced in mid-air.
Her eyes and brows remained gentle, her skin was like porcelain, and her long blue hair was adorned with tiny Blue Silver Grass. A refreshing fragrance of herbs and trees lingered around her.
Simply by standing there quietly, she became completely one with the entire Blue Silver Forest.
The Blue Silver Emperor has finally returned to its throne!
At the same time.
The secluded Cultivation Room on the Back Mountain of the Blue Tyrant Academy.
Tang San sat cross-legged on the cold futon.
The sealed Cultivation Room was completely dark.
The air was thick with a suppressed, almost explosive, sense of malice.
Even the surrounding Soul Power was thrown into chaos by this malevolent aura.
His mind was filled with those lingering, humiliating images.
Lin Qingmo, that person has repeatedly embarrassed him and made him lose face!
And Xiao Wu.
Now, when I look at him again, all that remains in my eyes is a chilling detachment and undisguised disgust.
She wouldn't say another word to him, not even a single unnecessary one.
He trampled his pride and arrogance, accumulated over decades through two lifetimes, into dust.
Lin Qingmo's appearance completely derailed his life.
No matter how hard he cultivated or how much he pushed his potential, he was always completely overshadowed by Lin Qingmo.
No matter what trump card or secret technique he pulls out.
Lin Qingmo always had stronger methods to crush his trump cards.
He was unwilling to accept it.
On what grounds?
Why is Lin Qingmo able to possess a stronger Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul than him?
Why was he able to so easily gain Xiao Wu's complete trust?
Why should everyone revolve around him?
Why should he live in Lin Qingmo's shadow?
The anger in his chest grew thicker and thicker, almost bursting through his meridians.
Tang San's breathing became increasingly rapid, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot veins.
He wanted to become stronger quickly.
Faster, faster!
He wanted to immediately cultivate his Second Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer.
He wanted to possess absolute power as soon as possible to completely crush Lin Qingmo.
But every time he brought up this matter with Yu Xiaogang, the other party rejected it without hesitation.
His mind was once again filled with the conversation he had had with Yu Xiaogang a few days ago.
"Teacher, I want to start practicing with the Clear Sky Hammer right now."
Yu Xiaogang sat at his desk, holding a yellowed ancient book about the Soul Master World in his hands, his brows furrowed tightly.
"Xiao San, how many times have I told you, the most taboo thing in cultivating Twin Martial Souls is to be too hasty."
"But Lin Qingmo's Soul Power Level is higher than mine!"
"Can you compare yourself to him? I think his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul is Mutated Martial Soul, but that doesn't mean his talent surpasses your Twin Martial Souls."
Thinking of this, Tang San gritted his teeth, his gums bleeding, and his mouth tasted of rust.
He felt that Yu Xiaogang didn't trust him at all.
Even Yu Xiaogang's so-called Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul may be wrong.
The illusion from that Shi Nian had a significant impact on Tang San.
What gives him the right to tell me what to do?
Why limit your own growth with his narrow-minded theories?
Just then, Tang San suddenly felt a heart-wrenching pain in his chest.
"Hmm!"
He instinctively clutched his heart.
It was as if something had been forcibly uprooted from the deepest part of his Martial Soul Origin.
It was a piercing pain, as if the soul were being torn apart, that spread instantly through the meridians to every part of the body.
His muscles were spasming wildly, and his body was trembling uncontrollably.
A sweet taste in my throat.
"Pfft! Cough cough cough!"
A mouthful of scarlet blood gushed out uncontrollably, splattering onto the cold ground in front of him, spreading out in a large, glaring red.
The Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul uncontrollably emerged from his palm.
But the once vibrant green grass blades have now turned dull.
Tang San's heart sank to the bottom of an icy valley.
He could clearly sense that his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul seemed to have lost something important.
He frantically channeled his Soul Power.
He washed the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul in his palm again and again, trying to restore its vitality.
No matter how hard he tried, the Blue Silver Grass in his palm remained wilted and showed no reaction whatsoever.
Panic surged like an icy tide, rising from his feet to his head in an instant and completely engulfing him.
He didn't know what had happened.