Di Tian Was Dumbfounded: The Less Lifespan, the More Lifespan?

Er Ming leaned close to Da Ming's ear and whispered, "Even an evil devouring-type soul beast like the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger doesn't improve as quickly as Lan Lingcang."

Da Ming shook his head. "That's someone else's secret. We'd better not pry."

He knew his own status and position very well. Being able to cooperate with Lan Lingcang was already reaching above his station.

Asking about someone else's secrets was courting death.

However, at that moment.

A black figure suddenly appeared above the Blue Silver Ancestral Land.

It was a soul beast taking the appearance of a middle-aged man, tall and slender, dressed in a black robe.

His features were cold and stern, his eyes golden and radiating a heart-palpitating pressure.

Most striking of all were the pair of black dragon horns on his forehead and the enormous black dragon wings behind him.

He was none other than the absolute ruler of the Star Dou Great Forest—the Beast God, Di Tian.

Di Tian looked down at Lan Lingcang below, his gaze indifferent and expressionless.

Although he had not fully released his aura, even the faintest trace of it...

...forced every soul beast present, aside from Lan Lingcang, to the ground.

The Titan Giant Ape's enormous body was trembling violently.

The Sky Azure Bull Python buried his head in the dirt, not daring to raise it.

Xiao Wu was pressed so rigid that she could not move at all.

This was the Beast God's pressure.

A terrifying existence with 800,000 years of cultivation.

To their group of Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts, Di Tian was no different from an insurmountable giant.

Among them, the Sky Azure Bull Python felt it most deeply.

Because he possessed a trace of True Dragon Bloodline, he was especially sensitive to the dragon's might emanating from Di Tian.

The suppression originating from deep within his bloodline left him unable to even form the thought of resistance.

Di Tian slowly spoke, his tone icy. "Why do you possess The Master's abilities?"

"And that spear of yours should have evolved from the Silver Dragon Spear, correct?"

"If you cannot give me an explanation..."

The pressure around Di Tian gradually intensified.

In his view, Lan Lingcang was severely injured at the moment and would surely obediently tell the truth.

Of course, even if Lan Lingcang were at his peak, he would still be no match for him.

Near the Lake of Life just now, he had sensed the Silver Dragon King's aura and had been utterly shocked.

But according to his senses, The Master was indeed still slumbering within the alternate space beneath the lake.

After investigating, he discovered that this Lan Lingcang had somehow begun undergoing the 300,000-Year Heavenly Tribulation.

Moreover, he possessed the Silver Dragon King Bloodline.

What exactly was going on?

Lan Lingcang looked up at Di Tian and chuckled. "Before asking me that, shouldn't you introduce yourself first?"

He did not fear Di Tian. At worst, he could keep increasing his cultivation and drag Di Tian into enduring the power of the Lightning Tribulation with him.

With Di Tian's cultivation, a 400,000-Year Heavenly Tribulation naturally would not concern him.

But what about 500,000 years? Or 600,000 years?

In any case, he still had eight lives left.

If Di Tian could withstand those Lightning Tribulations, that meant he could get through them safely as well.

It was a guaranteed profit with no risk of loss.

Di Tian was somewhat surprised by Lan Lingcang's attitude.

"My name is Di Tian, patriarch of the Black Dragon Clan. My cultivation is 880,000 years."

His tone was exceedingly proud.

880,000 years of cultivation!

The six Blue Silver Kings, the Titan Giant Ape, and the others were all stunned.

That number was beyond anything they had ever dared imagine.

"Shall we speak somewhere private?"

Lan Lingcang looked at Di Tian, his expression still utterly calm.

Di Tian had not expected Lan Lingcang to maintain this attitude even after hearing his name.

Could he have some hidden trump card?

The next moment, a ripple appeared in the space around them. By the time they came back to their senses, they had already been transported elsewhere.

"Beast God Di Tian, right?" Lan Lingcang chuckled. "I had planned to find you after raising my cultivation a little more. Who knew you would come looking for me first?"

Di Tian's expression shifted slightly upon hearing this. "You know me?"

"You should know that my true form is Blue Silver Grass." Lan Lingcang said calmly. "And Blue Silver Grass grows everywhere. Wherever you are, there is plenty of it."

"So I know all of you Ferocious Beasts."

Di Tian frowned slightly. This fellow had actually been secretly monitoring them all along?

"As for why I possess the Silver Dragon King's bloodline power," Lan Lingcang continued, "I can only tell you that it is one of my innate abilities."

"An innate ability?" Di Tian sneered. "I have never heard of any soul beast possessing such an ability."

"Haven't you seen one now?" Lan Lingcang countered. "Have you ever seen any soul beast improve as quickly as I do?"

Di Tian was rendered speechless.

He really had not.

This Blue Silver Grass truly was the most absurd existence he had ever seen.

"We are both soul beasts. The long-term interests we consider should be the same."

Lan Lingcang's tone became serious.

"Why should I believe you?" Di Tian said flatly. "Our interests may be the same, but you are too uncontrollable."

"Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"

Lan Lingcang chuckled. "You can't kill me."

"You should understand that I can increase my cultivation whenever I wish."

"As long as I can successfully overcome the Heavenly Tribulation, theoretically, I have no limit."

"And if I can successfully overcome the Million-Year Heavenly Tribulation, then I will have a chance to become a god."

As he spoke, Lan Lingcang's aura began to surge. With a single thought, his cultivation shot directly from 300,000 years to 350,000 years.

Then it continued rising—380,000 years.

It did not stop until it reached 390,000 years.

Di Tian was completely stunned. His golden eyes stared fixedly at Lan Lingcang, filled with disbelief.

880,000 years of cultivation.

How many years had it taken him to reach that realm?

Several hundred thousand years.

Yet this fellow before him had raised his cultivation by 90,000 years in just a few breaths?

What kind of concept was that?

It meant that if Lan Lingcang wished to...

He could soar from 300,000 years to 800,000 years, or even higher, in a single day!

"You..."

Di Tian opened his mouth, only to find that even his voice had gone dry.

"This is the power of a demon,"

Lan Lingcang said calmly. "Sacrificing lifespan in exchange for cultivation."

"That is why I said you cannot kill me. Before you make a move, I can continue increasing my cultivation at any time."

"Then drag you into undergoing the tribulation with me."

Di Tian fell silent.

He had lived for so long and seen countless soul beasts, yet he had never encountered an existence like this.

Blue Silver Grass, the lowest-ranked race in the soul beast world, actually possessed such a heaven-defying ability.

"Your lifespan is limited," Di Tian said gravely.

"That's right." Lan Lingcang nodded. "But it is enough. The less lifespan I have, the higher my cultivation becomes. And the higher my cultivation, the more lifespan I can gain, isn't that right?"

Di Tian: ...

The less lifespan, the more lifespan?

Di Tian's entire dragon brain went numb.