Tang Wulin Draws the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline! [Bonus Chapter for More Updates!]

Chapter 16: Tang Wulin Draws the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline!

"What do you mean?"

Huo Yuhao frowned. A sense of danger instantly gripped his heart.

He looked up at the Heavenly Screen belonging to Tang San.

"Spirit Hall—right. Qian Daoliu, you should still be alive, shouldn't you?"

"If I were you, I'd take advantage of the fact that Asura God and Sea God can't interfere with the Douluo World. I'd bring my people and kill Tang San, the scourge he'll become."

"Have the Angel God's successor become a god as quickly as possible. Why bother swapping a civet cat for a crown prince? Become a god, unite the continent under Spirit Hall, and wouldn't that solve every problem?"

Afraid the Heavenly Screen would come up with something else to target him, Huo Yuhao blurted out everything on his mind.

As long as Tang San died, there would be no Sea God Tang San. The ten-thousand-year plan this world had laid against him would collapse in an instant.

[Second-Generation Child of Destiny Huo Yuhao has interfered with the comparison and has been muted.]

Just as Huo Yuhao was about to say more, a notification popped up.

Huo Yuhao's face darkened further.

Douluo I Era

Spirit Hall

"That's right! Tang San is an evil brat born of the Clear Sky Sect!"

"Now that Asura God and Sea God can't protect him, we only need to get rid of him!"

"Then my Spirit Hall won't be destroyed!"

Qian Daoliu had originally intended to give this task to Spirit Hall's current Pope.

But the current Pope was Bibi Dong. From what the Heavenly Screen had revealed, she seemed to have led people to hunt Tang San down and failed to kill him. Tang San had even claimed afterward that Spirit Hall had stolen his beloved. To avoid any mishap, Qian Daoliu held back.

He decided to personally lead the six Enshrined of the Worship Hall to the point where Tang San would reappear after being sent to the Comparison Space. The moment Tang San showed up, Qian Daoliu would kill him.

In the Comparison Arena, Tang San heard Huo Yuhao's words and coughed up another mouthful of blood.

"Huo Yuhao, you... you have a Way to Die!"

Huo Yuhao couldn't open his mouth or speak, but his gaze was cold.

Hadn't Tang San been the first to use a faction from another era against him?

Why had Tang San fallen apart the moment Huo Yuhao made the slightest move?

Spirit Hall in the Douluo I Era wasn't the only power unable to sit still.

In the Douluo II Era, there were Shrek Academy, the Body Sect, the Holy Spirit Cult, and the Two Great Empires.

In the Douluo III Era, there were the Holy Spirit Cult, the Douluo Federation, the Spirit Pagoda, and Shrek Academy.

Nearly every major power across the three eras sprang into action at once.

In the Comparison Arena.

"Senior Sea God Tang San, please focus on our comparison. Stop letting yourself get distracted."

"I believe giving an opponent your all is the most basic respect you can show them."

"If you keep this up, Wulin will have no choice but to ask you to leave the arena!"

Tang Wulin's eyes were utterly serious. If Tang San hadn't been his senior, Tang Wulin could have ended the comparison with that very first punch.

"Fine. Fine! Fine! Today, I'll show you the real gap between us!"

Tang San snapped his head up, his eyes blood-red, and activated Ghost Concealment Trail.

"First Soul Skill: Blue Silver Grass Entanglement!"

Pale yellow Soul Rings rose around him.

The next instant, thick Blue Silver Grass wrapped around Tang Wulin's right arm.

Tang Wulin felt his right hand tighten. In the next instant, Tang San appeared before him as if from nowhere.

"Sleeve Arrow!"

Whoosh!

A sharp whistle split the air.

Danger flared in Tang Wulin's heart. He twisted aside on instinct, and the sharp arrow skimmed across his cheek.

His skin split, and blood dripped down.

"Just a little more. Just a little more, and it really would've hit..."

"A Tang Sect... Hidden Weapon?"

"First Soul Skill: Entanglement!"

Whoosh—swish!

The next instant, with Tang San right in his face, Tang Wulin's Blue Silver Grass wrapped around him.

Damn it! How could this be so tight? He only has one Soul Ring, yet his Martial Soul's Blue Silver Grass is tougher than mine with two!

Golden light flickered in Tang Wulin's eyes. His blood gradually began to boil, and the golden threads in his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul shone brighter and brighter.

The next instant, a tremendous force surged through the vines wrapped around Tang San's Blue Silver Grass.

Tang San had no time to react. The force yanked him toward Tang Wulin.

Not good. I can't match his strength! How is that possible? He has at least a thousand pounds of force, but isn't his Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass?

Can Blue Silver Grass really have this much strength?

Damn it. I'll have to use that!

In midair, Tang San flipped over. A small hammer appeared in the right hand he had kept behind his back.

Crack!

The sky darkened in an instant, lightning flashing as the small hammer came crashing straight down at Tang Wulin.

Roar!

The instant Tang San unleashed his full power and played his trump card, a Dragon Roar burst from within Tang Wulin and shook the clouds.

The Dragon Roar sounded suppressed, furious, awakening. The moment it rang out, dense golden dragon scales covered Tang Wulin's right arm. His eyes turned entirely gold, with threads of blood-red light running through them.

"I'm not wrong. I know I'm not! It's him. It has to be him!"

"Tang San, die!"

The next instant, Tang Wulin went completely berserk. Something inside him seemed to have been struck on its reverse scale, and his dragon claw shot high into the air.

The Clear Sky Hammer struck Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon Claw and was instantly hurled away by a terrifying force.

"H-how is this possible?"

As Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer came down in midair, it felt as though he had struck a piece of Black Iron too hard to comprehend. The web of his thumb split open, blood sprayed from his right hand, and his Second Martial Soul was knocked away.

Without the Purple Demon Eye, Tang San could only now see clearly that Tang Wulin's entire right arm had transformed into a golden dragon's.

"Wasn't your Martial Soul supposed to be Blue Silver Grass?"

"You're cheating too, just like Huo Yuhao?"

"How the hell is anyone supposed to play this game?"

The enormous force in the Blue Silver Grass dragged Tang San right up to him. In the next instant, a sharp dragon claw, backed by terrifying strength, seized Tang San's throat without giving him a chance to resist.

Crack!

Tang San's face turned purple. He could clearly feel the crushing pressure on the bones of his neck and spine, and hear them grinding together.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

The Golden Dragon's whisper suddenly rose inside Tang Wulin. Tang Wulin shook his head, shaking it frantically.

"Old Tang, Old Tang... I can't hold it back much longer!"

Swish!

Outside the Three Realms, everyone watching the comparison shot to their feet at once.

"How is that possible? He took him down in one second!"

"Both their Martial Souls are Blue Silver Grass, but Tang San at level twenty-six can't beat someone at level eighteen. I give up. No wonder he's Sea God—just how worthless is that Godhood?"

"So Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon Form means an actual golden dragon?"

Douluo I Era

Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy

Yu Xiaogang's face went deathly pale.

"How is that possible? How could it be?"

"No. No! He has more Soul Rings and a higher level. How could level twenty-six lose to level eighteen?"

"Oh no, my Luo Sanpao!"

Comparison Arena

The light gradually faded from Tang San's eyes as his consciousness slipped away.

"I surrender! I surrender!"

[First-Generation Sea God Tang San vs. Third-Generation Golden Dragon Form Tang Wulin... Tang Wulin wins!]

[Drawing an item from Tang San's future... Congratulations to Tang Wulin on drawing the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline!]

Thud!

When the comparison ended, Tang Wulin dropped to his knees in agony. Terrifying power filled every inch of his body, and he felt as though he was about to burst.

"Why? Why is this happening?"