Chapter 187 Did the Blue Silver Emperor win?
Tang Chen: As long as the mistress is still around, there's hope for a comeback!
Yu Xiaogang regained his confident air and began analyzing to Flander, his cellmate:
"Flander, look. Plant-type soul beasts are most afraid of fire, let alone this kind of toxic earth fire. Although the Demon King has a cultivation of 510,000 years, its true form is, after all, the Demon Eye Tree, which will inevitably be limited in this purgatory. However..."
Yu Xiaogang changed his tone, pointing to the Blue Silver Emperor in the Sun Moon Empire's column, and sneered:
"That so-called 140,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor is even less of a threat. Blue Silver Grass, this kind of trash... this kind of low-level plant, even if it evolves into a king, is inherently fragile. In this environment, it probably won't last a breath before turning to ashes!"
"The difference in cultivation is obvious. 510,000 years of foundation is far superior to 140,000 years. In this round, I favor the Demon King, or that lightning-attribute Purple Cloud Thunder Eagle."
Flander, imprisoned here, listened to Yu Xiaogang's excited voice, lost in thought and remained silent.
He merely adjusted his slightly slipped glasses, his expression towards Yu Xiaogang inscrutable.
Meanwhile, at the Clear Sky Sect, Tang San's gaze remained fixed on the Blue Silver Emperor, his heart cursing inwardly:
Burn it!
Burn it quickly!
This world needs no second Blue Silver Emperor!
However, the scene that followed was like a resounding slap across the face of the master and disciple.
Simulation begins!
In the scene, the Demon King of Douluo Continent had barely descended when his massive body became a sitting duck.
"Roar—!"
The Demon King roared in agony; its towering branches withered and burned the moment they touched the poisonous fire in the air.
Although it managed to erect a protective shield thanks to its terrifying 510,000 years of cultivation.
But under the endless onslaught of lightning and magma, its soul power was being consumed at an alarming rate.
It struggled, it resisted, trying to subdue this inferno with absolute power, but with little effect, appearing utterly pathetic.
In contrast, the Thousand-Faced Ghost Spider King of the Angel Empire, its form blurred, wandered along the edge of spatial rifts, struggling to evade but still managing to survive.
The Purple Cloud Thunder Eagle of the Sun and Moon Continent was using the power of lightning to temper its body; though in pain, it was barely holding on.
Only… the Blue Silver Emperor of the Sun and Moon Empire…
"This… how is this possible?!"
Tang San gasped sharply, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.
Amidst the billowing magma and poisonous gas, the Blue Silver Emperor did not instantly turn to ashes as Yu Xiaogang had predicted.
Instead, it emitted a soft yet resilient emerald-green aura.
Facing the raging fire capable of incinerating everything, it did not choose to withstand it head-on, but instead "assimilated" and "reborn"!
Its leaves withered in the flames, yet regenerated even faster in the next second.
The newly grown leaves even bore a hint of fiery red veins, as if they had adapted to the temperature.
"Wildfire cannot burn it all, the spring breeze brings it back to life..."
Qian Renxue watched this scene, her beautiful eyes sparkling, and couldn't help but murmur:
"This is the true essence of the Blue Silver Emperor, endless life, encompassing all things. Not like some people, who turn a tenacious martial soul into a useless thing that can only entangle and release poison."
In the scene, the Blue Silver Emperor not only adapted to the environment, but even began to nourish it!
It plunged its roots deep into the magma, absorbing the violent energy within, transforming it into pure life force, and then releasing it.
Gradually, the magma within a hundred meters radius of it cooled and solidified, turning into fertile black soil.
Under its protection, ordinary Blue Silver Grass sprouted from the soil, carving out an oasis in this hellish inferno!
[Survival Ability: Full Marks!]
[Support Ability: Full Marks!]
[A miraculous comeback: Perfect!]
Golden words of praise slowly appeared on the sky, stinging Tang San's eyes.
The Blue Silver Emperor swayed gracefully in the purgatory, seemingly mocking Tang San's incompetence.
It didn't use any fancy soul skills; it merely relied on its understanding of the laws of life to accomplish what even a 510,000-year-old ferocious beast couldn't.
"No...this isn't real..."
Tang San staggered back a step, his face ashen.
His prized Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, his self-assured "control-type" fighting style, were utterly crushed by the opponent's pure life essence.
"See that? Tang San."
Qian Renxue turned to look in the direction of the Clear Sky Sect.
An unprecedented sense of pleasure surged within her.
She pointed at the sky, her voice cold and mocking:
"The same martial soul, in the hands of the Sun Moon Empire, is a miracle capable of changing the world, creating a pure land in purgatory."
"But in your hands, it's merely a tool for sneak attacks, poisoning, and scheming against others."
"You say the Sun Moon Empire is treacherous?
But I see, the grandeur and vision displayed by this Blue Silver Emperor far surpasses that of you, this so-called 'successor of the Sea God'!"
Clear Sky Sect.
"Pfft—!"
Overwhelmed by anger and still recovering from his injuries, Tang San coughed up a mouthful of blood, his aura instantly weakening.
"Little San!"
Tang Hao cried out in alarm, rushing forward to support Tang San with one arm.
Inside the council hall of the Clear Sky Sect, the atmosphere was suffocatingly oppressive.
Tang Chen sat in the main seat, his face clouded with gloom.
He gripped the armrest tightly, his knuckles white from the force, his eyes filled with deep helplessness and anxiety.
The current situation was a dead end for him and for the entire Clear Sky Sect.
The Clear Sky Sect was now thrust into the eye of the storm.
The terrifying power of Wei Tianchen of the Wei family, the terrifying pressure of Qian Lin of the Qian family, coupled with the unfathomable foundation of the Sun Moon Empire… and Wei Yuan, who simultaneously received the top and third place rewards on the Ten Peak Martial Soul Rankings.
All of this was like mountains, pressing down on Tang Chen, making it hard for him to breathe.
He was like a lamb to the slaughter, trapped on Clear Sky Peak.
Trying to escape?
The Haotian Sect is a large and powerful family with numerous disciples, making it an extremely conspicuous target.
It's simply impossible to move silently under the noses of those peerless powerhouses.
Defend?
Tang Chen shook his head bitterly.
In the past, with the Haotian Sect's natural defenses and numerous Title Douluos, he might have had some confidence.
But now, facing the Wei and Qian families, who possess god-level combat power and might even have true gods descending, the Haotian Sect's defensive strength was as fragile as paper.
Moreover, those people harbored immense hostility towards the Haotian Sect and towards him, Tang Chen!
"Could it be... that I really have to sit and wait for death?"
Tang Chen's heart was filled with resentment.
In his entire life, he had never suffered such humiliation.
Just then, his gaze fell upon Tang San beside him, his aura weakened, having just woken from a coma after vomiting blood.
Looking at this gifted great-grandson on whom so much hope was placed, a resolute glint flashed in Tang Chen's eyes.
As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood.
As long as Tang San is still alive, and as long as the Sea God's legacy remains, the Clear Sky Sect still has hope of turning the tide!
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