Chapter 305: The Tragic Blue Silver King
Milo immediately cupped his hands and reported, "Reporting to the Sect Master, Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the others have returned from Sea God Island!"
"Oh? They came back this quickly?"
Xiao Yu's lips curled into a mocking smile. It seemed the Sea God had gone easy on them indeed.
"They returned faster than expected. I thought it'd take them at least five years."
Qian Renxue scoffed and showed open disdain for the Sea God's favoritism.
"You've known what kind of person that guy is for a long time."
Xiao Yu raised an eyebrow at Qian Renxue. "But it's just as well that they came back early. Now we can begin the next phase of our plan."
Qian Renxue let out a cold snort, clearly displeased, then turned to Milo and asked, "After returning to the continent, what have Tang San and the others been doing?"
"Reporting to Mistress!"
Milo quickly replied, "After disembarking, Dai Mubai and the others hired a carriage and headed straight toward Star Luo City. However, Tang San parted ways with them and went off alone toward the southwest."
"Southwest?"
Qian Renxue frowned. "What's over there that Tang San would go alone? Is there something important to him in that direction?"
"You might not believe it—but yes, there is."
Xiao Yu's lips curled into a low, mocking chuckle. "That's where the Blue Silver Forest is located. Tang San is most likely headed there for the Blue Silver King. I had originally planned to give that Blue Silver King to Lingling for her eighth or ninth soul ring. But now, it looks like that bastard Tang San will get it instead."
Not long ago, Ye Lingling had broken through the bottleneck of level 90. With her unwavering willpower, she had condensed a hundred-thousand-year soul ring in the underworld. She was now without a doubt the number one auxiliary-type soul master.
The news hit the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan like a thunderclap. Xiao Yu still remembered those days—Ning Fengzhi walking around with a gloomy face, as if he had just lost his father.
"No way… That Blue Silver King was said to be one of Tang San's mother's most loyal followers. It even helped awaken his Blue Silver Emperor martial soul. And now he's going to kill it?"
Qian Renxue shook her head in disbelief.
"You really underestimate Tang San."
Xiao Yu still wore that cold smirk. "That kid's heart is darker than you think. If his mother still possessed a hundred-thousand-year cultivation, and he was desperate to increase his strength because of circumstances, I guarantee you—he'd strike her down without hesitation."
In the original story, he was the same guy who sliced his own daughter in half just to control the child of the plane, Huo Yuhao.
"Tang San, you deserve a miserable death!"
Just as Xiao Yu had predicted, the once-vibrant Blue Silver Forest was now facing an unprecedented calamity.
With a cultivation of 85,000 years, the Blue Silver King's eyes bulged with rage, its human-like face twisted with fury. Its massive body now bore eight gaping wounds, from which translucent blue liquid—its blood—flowed nonstop.
A quarter hour ago, it had still been rejoicing over the return of the Blue Silver Clan's emperor. But who could have foreseen that the emperor's return would mark the beginning of their nightmare?
The Blue Silver King never imagined that the emperor it had loyally served would suddenly turn on it, catching it off guard by unleashing an external soul bone and stabbing violently into its body—injecting deadly poison and draining its life force.
But that wasn't the end.
Relying on its powerful vitality, the Blue Silver King narrowly managed to break free from the Eight Spider Lances. It immediately used its natural abilities and the terrain of the Blue Silver Forest to hide.
But who would've thought Tang San would target the entire forest? He unleashed the Blue Silver Domain and began recklessly absorbing the life force of all the Blue Silver Grass in the forest.
How could the weak, low-level Blue Silver Grass resist the bloodline suppression of someone wielding the Blue Silver Emperor martial soul? Though they resisted in spirit, they were powerless to stop their life force from being drained away. In an instant, the once-lush forest withered into a barren wasteland.
"Found you, Blue Silver King!"
As the nearby Blue Silver Grass was rapidly drained, the Blue Silver King—who had relied on its kin for concealment—was fully exposed before Tang San.
Tang San's face twisted into a sinister grin, his eyes filled with greed.
"Why?"
The Blue Silver King cried out in anguish. "You are the supreme emperor of the Blue Silver Clan—why would you treat your people this way?"
Tang San replied coldly, "The reason is simple. I need power. I need to reach Title Douluo in the shortest time possible. And since I'm your emperor, offering your life to me should be your greatest honor!
I've just broken through to level 80. You, Blue Silver King, with 85,000 years of cultivation and a soul origin identical to mine, are the most perfect soul ring candidate in the world. Just surrender quietly!"
"Despicable scum! How could the noble bloodline of our emperor fall into the hands of someone like you?!"
The Blue Silver King raised its head and let out a furious roar. Its wounded body trembled violently, and waves of soul power with 85,000 years of might spread out like ripples.
From the ground, countless Blue Silver Grass suddenly erupted and grew rapidly to over a hundred meters tall, then surged like spears toward Tang San.
"Fool! Have you forgotten that I am your emperor? My bloodline is far superior to yours. How could these Blue Silver Grass harm me?"
Tang San sneered. He unleashed the Blue Silver Emperor martial soul. Perhaps due to having absorbed too much life force, the originally blue-gold martial soul now bore faint traces of dark black.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black.
Of his seven soul rings, the last black ring erupted with blinding light—Blue Silver True Body activated.
Under the overwhelming suppression of the Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline, all the attacking Blue Silver Grass instantly recoiled and retreated, none daring to approach their sovereign.
Tang San laughed wildly, his figure flashing like a meteor. The Eight Spider Lances glinted with deadly cold light as he charged at the Blue Silver King.
Despair filled the Blue Silver King's ancient, noble face.
This was the emperor who should have protected its people… yet now, he had become their executioner, sharpening his blades on his own kin.
Was today truly the day of the Blue Silver Clan's doom?
The Blue Silver King struggled with all its might, but Tang San's bloodline superiority left it helpless. What's more, it had already been caught off guard and struck by the Eight Spider Lances earlier. The invasive poison was now rapidly consuming its body.
"Tang San… you despicable traitor… you will never come to a good end!"
The Blue Silver King let out one final, anguished roar before succumbing to the deadly poison of the Eight Spider Lances.
With its death, the entire forest lost its final breath of life.
(End of Chapter)
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