Douluo Continent: After Ten Thousand Years of Silence, I Was Exposed by the Sky.

Chapter 187 Did the Blue Silver Emperor Win? Tang Chen: As long as the mistress is still around, there's hope for a comeback! (Please continue reading)

Yu Xiaogang regained his confident demeanor and began to analyze things to Flander, his cellmate:

“Flander, look.”

Plant-type spirit beasts are most afraid of fire, let alone this kind of poisonous fire from the earth's core.

Although the Demon King had cultivated for 510,000 years, his true form was the Demon Eye Tree, which would inevitably be limited in this purgatory.

but……"

Yu Xiaogang changed the subject, pointing to the Blue Silver Emperor in the Sun Moon Empire section, and sneered:
"Not to mention that so-called 140,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor."

Blue Silver Grass, this useless... this low-level plant, even if it evolves into a king, is still inherently fragile.

In such an environment, one would likely be reduced to ashes in less than a breath!

"The difference in cultivation level is obvious. Five hundred thousand years of foundation is far superior to one hundred and forty thousand years."

In this match, I'm optimistic about either the Demon King or the Purple Cloud Thunder Eagle with the lightning attribute.

Flander, imprisoned here, listened to Yu Xiaogang's excited voice and remained silent in rapt attention.

He simply adjusted his glasses, which had slipped slightly off his nose.

The look in his eyes as he looked at Yu Xiaogang was inscrutable.

Meanwhile, at the Clear Sky Sect, Tang San's gaze remained fixed on the Blue Silver Emperor with a sinister intensity, silently cursing in his heart:

Burn it!
Burn it to death!

There is no need for a second Blue Silver Emperor in this world!
However, what happened next was like a resounding slap in the face to the master and apprentice.

The simulation begins!
In the scene, as soon as the Demon King of Douluo Continent arrived, his enormous body became an easy target.

"Roar--!"

The Demon King let out a painful roar, and its sky-covering branches began to wither and burn the moment they came into contact with the poisonous fire in the air.

Although it managed to create a protective shield thanks to its terrifying cultivation of 510,000 years.

But under the endless onslaught of lightning and magma, its soul power was being consumed at an alarming rate.

It struggled and resisted, trying to subdue this inferno with absolute power, but with little effect, and appeared utterly pathetic.

In contrast, the Thousand-Faced Ghost Spider King of the Angel Empire, with its ethereal form, wanders along the edge of spatial rifts. Although it struggles to evade, it still manages to survive.

The Purple Cloud Thunder Eagle of the Sun and Moon Continent used the power of thunder to temper its body, and although it was painful, it managed to endure it.

Only... that 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 lava and poisonous gas, the Blue Silver Emperor did not instantly turn to ashes as Yu Xiaogang had predicted.

On the contrary, it exudes a soft yet resilient emerald green aura.

Faced with the raging fire that could destroy everything, it did not choose to resist it head-on, but instead "assimilated" and "reborn"!
Its leaves wither in the raging fire, only to be reborn even faster in the next second.

The newly grown leaves even had a hint of fiery red veins, as if they had adapted to the temperature here.

"Wildfire cannot burn it all; the spring breeze brings it back to life..."

Qian Renxue watched this scene, her beautiful eyes sparkling with wonder, and she couldn't help but murmur:
"This is the true essence of the Blue Silver Emperor: endless life and all-encompassing."

Instead of like some people, turning a resilient martial spirit into a useless entity that can only entangle and release poison.

In the picture, the Blue Silver Emperor plant not only adapted to the environment, but even began to give back to its parent!
It sends its roots deep into the magma, drawing in its violent energy, 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!]

On the sky, golden evaluation words slowly appeared, stinging Tang San's eyes.

The Blue Silver Emperor swayed gracefully in the purgatory, as if mocking Tang San's incompetence. It didn't use any fancy soul skills; it simply relied on its understanding of the laws of life to accomplish what even a 510,000-year-old ferocious beast couldn't.

"No...this is not true..."

Tang San staggered back a step, his face as pale as paper.

His proud Blue Silver Emperor bloodline and his self-righteous "control" fighting style were utterly crushed by the opponent's pure life essence at this moment.

"see it?
Tang San.

Qian Renxue turned to look in the direction of Haotian Sect.

An unprecedented sense of joy welled up inside me.

She pointed to the sky, her voice cold and sarcastic:
"The same martial spirit, in the hands of the Sun Moon Empire, is a miracle that can change the world and create a pure land in purgatory."

"But in your hands, it's just a tool for sneak attacks, poisoning, and scheming against others."

"You say the Sun Moon Empire harbors wolfish ambitions?"
But in my opinion, the grandeur and vision displayed by this Blue Silver Emperor far surpass those of you, this so-called 'descendant of the Sea God'!"

Haotian Sect.

"puff--!"

Overwhelmed by anger and still recovering from his previous injuries, Tang San coughed up a mouthful of blood and his aura instantly weakened.

"Little San!"

Tang Hao exclaimed in surprise and rushed forward, supporting Tang San with one arm.

Inside the council hall of the Haotian Sect, the atmosphere was so oppressive it was suffocating.

Tang Chen sat in the main seat, his face full of gloom.

He gripped the handrail tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, his eyes revealing a deep sense of helplessness and anxiety.

The current situation is a dead end for him and for the entire Haotian Sect.

The Haotian Sect is now in 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, plus the unfathomable foundation of the Sun Moon Empire...

And Wei Yuan, who simultaneously received the top spot and third place on the list of the top ten martial souls.

All of this felt like towering mountains, pressing down on Tang Chen and making it hard for him to breathe.

He was like a lamb to the slaughter, trapped on Haotian Peak.

Want to run?

The Haotian Sect is a large and powerful family with numerous disciples, making it a very ambitious target.

It's simply impossible to move it silently right under the noses of those unparalleled powerhouses.

Want to protect it?

Tang Chen shook his head bitterly.

In the past, with the natural defenses of the Clear Sky Sect and the numerous Title Douluos, he might have had some confidence.

But now, facing the Wei and Qian families, who possess god-level combat power and may even have true gods descending, the Haotian Sect's defensive strength is as fragile as paper.

Moreover, those people harbored great hostility towards the Haotian Sect and towards Tang Chen!

"Are we really just going to sit here and wait to die?"

Tang Chen was filled with resentment.

Throughout his life, he had never suffered such humiliation.

Just then, his gaze fell on Tang San, who was weak and had just woken up from a coma after vomiting blood.

Looking at his gifted great-grandson, on whom so much hope was placed, a resolute glint flashed in Tang Chen's eyes.

Where there is life, there is hope.

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!

(End of this chapter)