Chapter 415: Devouring Ah Yin
Not long after Tang San left, Kong also arrived at the Clear Sky Sect.
Looking at the desolate ruins before him, Kong's face remained expressionless. Clearly, he had already guessed what Tang San would do.
Now that Douluo Star was under the watch of himself and wife Ei, Tang San and that thing didn't dare act too recklessly. So naturally, they had turned their attention elsewhere.
Just like the previous Slaughter City—and now, the Clear Sky Sect.
The people in Slaughter City were all degenerates. Even if devoured, it didn't matter, as long as the place itself remained intact, everything was negotiable.
As for the Clear Sky Sect, he never had any goodwill toward it. Aside from Tang San and Tang Hao, the others had no relation to him. As for whether he would take the initiative to rescue them, that was impossible. After all, if the black mist could grow stronger, it would actually be good news for both him and the God Realm. Only then could it be lured to the God Realm and sealed there.
Thinking of this, Kong said nothing more and made no move. He simply turned around and left.
The moon was pale, the magpies flew south.
In that ink-black night, Tang San stood alone atop a mountain outside of Shenghun Village. His gaze was fixed on a cave hidden in the dense forest. According to the black mist, it was his mother's hiding place.
"Senior, are you sure it's this place?" After flashing into the forest and arriving before a waterfall, Tang San asked with some doubt.
His mother, hidden here? Really? It didn't sound too convincing.
"Yes."
The black mist nodded, its cold and calm voice echoed, "After devouring those people's cultivation and souls, I learned that your mother's name is A Yin. She was a hundred-thousand-year soul beast. Over a decade ago, while fleeing from the former Pope of Spirit Hall, she had no choice but to sacrifice herself to your father."
Upon hearing this, Tang San widened his eyes, falling into a state of reminiscence.
His father, Tang Hao—his ninth soul ring seemed to be a hundred-thousand-year one!
"If she was a hundred-thousand-year soul beast, how could she have stayed hidden for so many years without being discovered?"
Tang San was full of confusion. This was the back mountain of Shenghun Village. Usually, many people came up to gather herbs. Logically speaking, even if she hadn't been seen, some rumors should've emerged.
The black mist chuckled faintly and said indifferently, "After sacrificing herself to your father, she lost all her original cultivation. At this point, she's no different from a ten-year soul beast. Her body has transformed into a single blue-gold blade of grass, lying quietly deep within the cave. However…"
At this point, the black mist revealed a strange expression and reminded him, "As a plant-type soul beast, your father left her in this place. Whether he truly didn't understand or simply didn't want her to revive, who knows."
For plant-type soul beasts, water and photosynthesis were crucial. Although there was a waterfall here, the cave's entrance was blocked by rocks, preventing moisture from seeping in. As for sunlight, it couldn't reach her either.
Hearing this, Tang San fell silent. Could it be that his father, like him, only valued the hundred-thousand-year soul ring, soul bone, and body?
After a brief moment of contemplation, Tang San collected himself and stopped dwelling on it.
He then took a deep breath, suppressed the emotions within him, and with a wave of his right hand, the giant boulder at the cave entrance shattered into pieces.
Stepping into the cave, it was pitch black inside. Only faint moonlight filtered through the leaves, barely illuminating the path ahead.
Before long, he reached the cave's depths—his mother A Yin's resting place. There, the blue-gold blade of grass lay quietly, emitting a faint glow.
Upon seeing it, Tang San narrowed his eyes slightly. After staring for a moment, he stepped forward and gently touched the leaf, as if sensing A Yin's presence and warmth.
"Mother," Tang San softly called out, a trace of almost imperceptible tenderness in his voice.
However, A Yin did not respond to his call. She remained standing there silently, as if immersed in her own world.
Seeing this, Tang San felt a slight stir within, but he didn't linger. He knew that his mission was to devour A Yin's power, transforming his original Blue Silver Grass martial soul into the true top-tier plant-type martial soul—the Blue Silver Emperor.
Tang San took a deep breath and began circulating the black mist within his body. The black mist surged through him as if it had its own life. He extended a finger and gently pressed it against A Yin's leaf. The black mist slowly flowed into the leaf and began devouring A Yin's soul power.
A Yin's soul power gradually entered Tang San's body. He felt his strength continuously increasing. But at the same time, he could also feel A Yin's pain and struggle. This made a flicker of hesitation and sorrow flash through his heart.
In his previous life, he had no family. This made him cherish familial ties all the more. Otherwise, back when he was a child, he would never have taken care of Tang Hao.
Yet despite these thoughts, his hand did not stop. He knew very clearly that this was a necessary path for his growth—and for his revenge.
He had to become strong. Only then could he kill Kong, attain supreme status, and gain countless beautiful women.
And so, he continued devouring A Yin's soul power, until her body became weak.
When the final trace of soul power was consumed, Tang San slowly withdrew his hand. He stood there, looking at A Yin's corpse, his heart filled with complex emotions. He could clearly feel a deep sense of loss and emptiness inside him, as if something important had been taken away.
But he also knew that this was his only path forward. He had to walk it with unwavering resolve, or everything he had already lost would remain lost forever.
Exiting the cave, he looked up at the bright full moon in the night sky, his spirit momentarily dazed.
Then, he raised his left hand. At that moment, the Blue Silver Grass on his left hand transformed into the Blue Silver Emperor.
"So this is the Blue Silver Emperor, the so-called emperor of all plant-types?"
Staring at the blue-gold blade of grass on his left hand, all the other emotions in Tang San's heart were swept away. In their place was pure excitement and anticipation.
Left hand, Blue Silver Emperor. Right hand, Clear Sky Hammer. With the black mist aiding him from within—this configuration, as long as he ascended to godhood and the black mist returned to peak strength, he truly couldn't imagine how he could lose.
At the same time, in the deepest part of the Star Dou Great Forest, the Silver Dragon King, who was recovering from her injuries, suddenly opened her bright, noble purple eyes.
She lifted her head, her gaze seeming to pierce through the heavens and earth.
"It's… that power!"
[End of Chapter]
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