I'm picking up fragments in Douluo Continent

Chapter 226 Tang San's Blue Silver Grass is Gone
At the edge of the forest, Tang San felt the fresh air coming towards him and suddenly felt refreshed.

However, just as he was immersed in this tranquility, an old and deep voice suddenly sounded in his heart.

"Great king, is it really you? You are finally here, come to me quickly."

"King? Are you talking to me?"

Tang San was shocked and almost instinctively stretched out his right hand. Light blue blue silver grass quickly swirled out, forming a barrier to protect him.

"Who are you?" Tang San asked sternly, looking around vigilantly.

The old voice sounded again, with a bit of excitement and respect: "King, I am your most loyal subordinate. It has been more than 20 years since you left the Blue Silver Forest. I am really happy to see you again."

"More than 20 years?" Tang San's eyes were filled with even more doubt, and he had a vague guess in his mind.

He whispered to himself, "Could the king he mentioned be my mother?"

Thinking of this, Tang San's doubts gradually dissipated.

He took a deep breath and slowly stepped into the forest.

The blue silver grass swayed gently under his feet, as if guiding him.

After walking for about an hour, Tang San stopped in front of a huge vine.

The vine was blue all over, and its surface was covered with complicated patterns. In the very center of the vine, there was a trace that looked like a human face.

"Are you calling me?" Tang San stared at the vines in front of him, and became even more alert.

The face in the center of the vines moved, revealing a very human expression: "Great King, it is I who am calling you."

"Who are you? Why do you call me king?" Tang San asked curiously, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

The vine smiled slightly, with a hint of respect in his voice: "Because you have nobler blood than me. If I am the king of blue silver grass, then you are the emperor of blue silver grass."

Hearing this, Tang San was shocked.

He had heard from his father Tang Hao that his mother was the incarnation of the Hundred Thousand Years Blue Silver Emperor.

Could it be that his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul was not a useless Martial Soul, but a unique Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul?

The Blue Silver King continued, "The Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline is passed down from one generation to the next. Only when the previous generation of Blue Silver Emperor dies will the next generation appear."

"Twenty years ago, the king left the forest. Fifteen years ago, I suddenly sensed that the king's aura was very weak and it seemed that he might die at any time."

At this point, the Blue Silver King's expression turned sad and angry: "Without the royal bloodline, how can we maintain the barrier and hide in this forest?"

“Hahaha, later on, I finally figured something out.” The Blue Silver King suddenly laughed, with a hint of madness in his voice.

"The king has passed away, so I will take the throne, right?"

Before he finished speaking, the Blue Silver King stared at Tang San with a burning gaze, his tone carrying a hint of greed.

"But I have waited for fifteen years, and the king is still alive. It was not until today that I learned that there is a branch of the royal family that is still living outside."

"that is you!"

As the Blue Silver King finished speaking, a powerful soul power burst out from its body, and a strong wind suddenly swept through the Blue Silver Forest.

Tang San felt a strong sense of oppression coming over him, and his heart suddenly sank.

"Not good!" Tang San's heart was filled with alarm.

Almost instantly, he flipped his right hand and the Zhuge Divine Crossbow appeared in his hand.

He pulled the trigger without hesitation, and sixteen sharp arrows whizzed out and shot straight at the Blue Silver King.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

A series of collision sounds were heard, and the sharp arrows did not even scratch the skin of the vines, and fell to the ground one after another.

"This!" Tang San's pupils suddenly shrank and he was shocked.

He had never encountered such a strong defense, even Zhuge's magic crossbow could not hurt it at all.

The Blue Silver King's voice sounded again, with a hint of sarcasm: "After devouring your martial spirit, I will be able to take the last step and advance to the 100,000-year level. By then, I will be able to protect our Blue Silver Clan again."

There was a hint of piety in its tone, as if it was justifying its actions: "Great King, I thank you again for coming to my side. From now on, every blue silver grass will be a tribute to you."

Tang San's heart sank, and he subconsciously tried to mobilize the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit. However, the next moment, he found that his Martial Spirit could not be summoned, as if it was completely suppressed by some force.

"How could this be?"

Cold sweat oozed from Tang San's forehead, and a feeling of despair surged into his heart.

The Blue Silver King's voice sounded again, with a hint of pride: "Give up resistance, King. Your bloodline will be used by me. This is your honor."

Before he finished speaking, an incomparably powerful aura rose from the Blue Silver King's body.

A faint blue light spread out, and Tang San felt as if he was in a blue ocean. The surrounding blue silver grass grew wildly, forming a huge whirlpool that trapped him firmly in it.

"No!"

Tang San gritted his teeth and tried to break free from the force, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not escape being swallowed by the Blue Silver King.

His vitality was rapidly draining away, his face became withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his hair turned gray.

Tang San wanted to shout for help, but the sound coming out of his throat was as hoarse as that of a seventy-year-old man.

"Father...Xiao Wu..."

Tang San's consciousness gradually became blurred, and the world in front of him began to darken.

Finally, his body fell heavily to the ground and he could no longer move.

The devouring power of the Blue Silver King completely erupted, and Tang San's body gradually dissipated in the blue light, leaving not even a bone residue. Only a piece of rags and a soul guide belt were left.

“Hahahaha, I did it!”

The Blue Silver King's laughter echoed in the forest, carrying endless ecstasy.

Its body gradually transformed in the blue light, the patterns on the vines became more complex, and its aura became stronger.

The blue silver grass in the forest swayed as if cheering for the birth of the new emperor.

Spirit world.

The clouds and mists were swirling and changing like rolling waves. In the depths of the clouds and mists, a towering palace could be vaguely seen, illusory yet real.

This is the Divine Realm Committee, the place that monitors the subordinate planes.

The main hall of the palace was octagonal in shape, and the surrounding walls were undecorated, but there were countless light screens flashing. Each light screen represented a plane under the jurisdiction of the God Realm.

A blood-red figure stood quietly among the clouds and mist. It was the God Shura.

His eyes were deep as he looked at a certain plane below, his brows slightly furrowed.

"Huh? A divine thought actually disappeared? Could it be that something happened to one of my inheritors?" Shura God whispered to himself, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

The God King's divine consciousness is extraordinary. A wisp of his divine consciousness is enough to penetrate the heart of a new god.

Similarly, divine consciousness can also protect the soul of the heir from harm, and even if the physical body is lost, it can be resurrected.

There was a hint of coldness in the eyes of Shura God. His gaze penetrated through layers of space, traced back time, and saw the scene of Tang San falling to the ground.

"What a waste! He was actually tricked by a soul beast." There was some disappointment in the tone of Shura God, but more of helplessness.

After a long while, he sighed heavily: "The God Realm cannot interfere too much with the lower world, otherwise it will trigger the punishment of the barrier. Alas, this is the only time I can help you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the mist around Shura God turned deep red.

His figure appeared particularly majestic in the red light. The surrounding space began to distort, and a crimson light disappeared through the space crack.

“Alas, this shabby place, the God Realm, is said to be built to protect the continent, but in fact, it is just a cage for me.” The Asura God sighed softly, with a hint of self-mockery in his tone.

He cast his gaze downwards again and murmured in a low voice: "Inheritor, you still have to work harder!"

Dark, lonely, depressing
Tang San felt like he was trapped in an abyss and couldn't even breathe.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and found himself in a black city.

The city wall here is extremely wide, and there is a purple moon hanging in the sky.

(End of this chapter)