The Hundred-Thousand-Year Dark Blue Silver Emperor

If the Blue Silver King broke through to the hundred-thousand-year level, he might even obtain a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring.

A hundred-thousand-year fourth Soul Ring—just thinking about it was enough to get anyone excited.

Looking at the fighting strength at his side, Qian Yu felt it was worth a try.

Even if it was a pseudo-hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring, it was still a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring.

"Tell the two seniors to drag out the fight. In the end, force the Blue Silver King to rely on his clansmen's sacrifices to temporarily reach the hundred-thousand-year level."

In the end, Qian Yu decided to take the risk.

Hadn't he been taking risks ever since he set foot on this path?

Since he had a chance to try, why not take a gamble?

Of course, he couldn't be sure whether it would really work.

After all, he couldn't be certain the Blue Silver King could reach the hundred-thousand-year level through his clansmen's sacrifices. Even if he temporarily reached that level, would his Soul Ring be a hundred-thousand-year one after he was killed?

But if the gamble paid off, the rewards would be astonishing.

A hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring didn't just provide two Soul Skills; it also came with a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone.

For them, a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone would let them increase their strength rapidly.

The payoff was so great that it was naturally worth taking a gamble.

Xie Yue immediately conveyed Qian Yu's idea to Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo through a mental transmission.

"Can something like this really work?"

Xie Yue was filled with anticipation.

At the same time, he had also prepared for battle.

If the Blue Silver King really reached the hundred-thousand-year level, his combat strength would naturally multiply.

When that happened, they would have to join the fight as well.

Sensing the Blue Silver King's power and age climbing, and receiving Xie Yue's mental transmission, Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo immediately understood Qian Yu's plan.

So they changed their fighting style and tactics.

They stopped recklessly destroying the Blue Silver King's main body. Instead, they used mental power and various other forces to suppress him, while occasionally using the aftershocks of battle to kill some thousand- and ten-thousand-year Blue Silver Grass Soul Beasts.

As a result, the Blue Silver King was forced to increase his strength.

He understood what this group of people wanted to do.

But given the situation, he had no choice.

He could only keep accepting his clansmen's sacrifices and raising his strength.

At the same time, the Blue Silver King had his own little schemes.

Now that the Emperor had returned, there were things he no longer needed to bear.

Perhaps he could use this opportunity to raise his own strength to the hundred-thousand-year level.

After all, chances like this didn't come often.

Once he became a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast, the Soul Beast Heavenly Tribulation wouldn't descend for another thousand years.

If he couldn't survive the Soul Beast Heavenly Tribulation then, could he follow the Emperor's path and take human form?

Perhaps he would have the same good fortune as the Emperor.

The Emperor now had a man she loved, so if he continued guarding her, he clearly had no chance with her.

Under the circumstances, this might be a very good choice.

Once selfish desires rose in his heart, they spread like wild weeds run amok, impossible to suppress.

So the Blue Silver King began cooperating with the two human Soul Masters' attacks, pretending to be constantly on the verge of death in order to trick his clansmen into continuously sacrificing their power to him.

As he strengthened his own foundation, the Blue Silver King had already begun considering the path ahead.

The two human Soul Masters before him were indeed powerful, but the Blue Silver King firmly believed that once his age reached a hundred thousand years, escaping would be easy.

As the two sides continued to struggle and his clansmen continued to sacrifice themselves, the Blue Silver King's power and age kept rising.

Ninety thousand years, ninety-one thousand years, ninety-two thousand years... ninety-five thousand years, ninety-eight thousand years, ninety-nine thousand years...

Before long, the Blue Silver King's age had reached ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years.

Yet he couldn't take that final step.

"Is it because there's another Blue Silver Emperor on the continent?"

Seeing this, Qian Yu couldn't help but sigh.

By rights, Tang San was no longer on Douluo Continent, and Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin had taken human form. She shouldn't be counted as a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast anymore.

But that was how things stood.

It was baffling.

It wasn't just Qian Yu; even the Blue Silver King couldn't accept this reality.

If he hadn't had this idea in the first place, perhaps he wouldn't have become so fixated on it.

But now he was only a hair's breadth away from becoming a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast.

Yet he couldn't take that final step. The result was, without a doubt, impossible to accept.

What was more, if he couldn't become a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast, he certainly wouldn't be a match for these human Soul Masters.

From the moment they had set fire to the mountain and then forced him to accept his clansmen's sacrifices to increase his Soul Ring's age, they had made their intentions clear: they were after him.

"No. I have to become a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast."

"If you won't sacrifice more of your power to me, then I'll take it myself!"

The Blue Silver King began actively stripping away his clansmen's Soul Power.

He did it for strength, and to stay alive.

Only then could he survive.

In the end, it was because the Emperor had yet to appear and protect them.

The Blue Silver King's roots then spread wildly, reaching in every direction as they greedily devoured his clansmen's power and bolstered his own strength.

But that final step remained like a heavenly chasm, impossible to cross.

The Blue Silver King blamed it on not having enough power.

So he began devouring and stripping away even more.

During this process, the Blue Silver King began to change without a sound.

A hint of darkness and corruption crept into the pure aura of life that had once surrounded him.

"Has he mutated?"

Seeing the Blue Silver King's appearance begin to change, Qian Yu knew things had gotten out of hand.

Though everything was still within expectations, what came next could be troublesome.

"Qian Renxue, are you ready?"

Qian Yu contacted Qian Renxue, who was immersed in his Second Martial Soul.

He was confident he could absorb a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring as his fourth Soul Ring not only because of his formidable physique and full set of God-Level Soul Bones, but also because of Qian Renxue's divine soul.

After all, she had once been a god. Qian Renxue's spiritual power had completely transformed into divine consciousness.

Besides, she had offered herself in a voluntary sacrifice, so she wasn't a remnant soul but a complete divine soul.

"Don't worry!"

Qian Renxue replied with just two words, but they gave Qian Yu a great sense of security.

At the same time, the Blue Silver King had crossed that final bottleneck.

He had mutated, breaking through his shackles and evolving into a hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor.

Or rather, a hundred-thousand-year Dark Blue Silver Emperor—though he hadn't completely fallen into darkness.