Douluo: No one but me can become a god.

The dark domain instantly enveloped an area of ​​nearly fifty meters, and an extremely evil and chilling aura permeated the entire battlefield.

What's terrifying is that large swaths of Blue Silver Grass are being slowly corroded, their withered leaves stained with a black, malevolent aura. It seems to possess the ability to corrode and pollute.

Sikong Zheng's body was surrounded by a dark luster, emitting a faint black light. This extreme evil attribute should be inherited from the Dark Demon God Tiger.

It seems to be a protective barrier, but it's not quite the same; it's a hazy state that lies between reality and illusion.

Sikong Zheng slowly squatted down, looking at the blue silver grass that was flashing with blue light all over the ground. He tentatively grabbed a blue silver grass, but suddenly, the life force of the blue silver grass was instantly swallowed up by the black air current.

The blackness spread from the roots, and the blue-silver light gradually faded until it completely turned into a black plant, turning into black ash and dissipating.

"Huh, does it possess the Devouring Talent of the Dark Demon God Tiger?"

Sikong Zheng watched in surprise as the Blue Silver Grass was devoured by the Evil God's Domain and turned into black ash.

It feels like it overlaps with his Divine Tree Domain ability, doesn't it? In comparison, his Divine Tree Domain is more domineering, able to nourish himself, and is extremely compatible with him.

"Phew~"

Sikong Zheng let out a soft breath, temporarily ceasing his exploration of the Evil God's Domain. After withdrawing the Evil God's Domain, he once again activated the Divine Tree Domain.

As the domain shifted, the spiritual magnetic field that Sikong Zheng could sense instantly changed, and the two spiritual magnetic fields were completely different.

If the plants' attitude towards him was one of disgust in the realm of the evil god, then in the realm of the divine tree, their attitude towards him was one of deep fear, and they wanted to frantically escape from him.

The plants trembled with fear, terrified that Sikong Zheng would devour them as sacrifices.

After absorbing the bloodline crystal of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, Sikong Zheng could feel that the Divine Tree Domain had become more powerful, but it had not yet reached the stage of evolution.

Perhaps it's not enough for the Divine Tree Domain to evolve, or perhaps the Divine Tree Domain is inherently strong enough that it can no longer enter the next level.

Sikong Zheng shook his head, ceasing his contemplation, and instead looked with great interest at the unique spiritual magnetic fields of various plants, all of which, without exception, were directed toward the Star Dou Great Forest.

Suddenly, Sikong Zheng slowly lowered his head and was surprised to find that only the Blue Silver Grass was different. Instead of heading towards the center of the Star Dou Great Forest, they all swayed gently in one direction.

If the plants yearn for the center of the Starry Sky Forest, then he can understand it, after all, there is a Lake of Life deep within the center.

But why is the Blue Silver Grass so different when it is so weak?

Sikong Zheng, within the Divine Tree Domain, was puzzled by the abnormality of the Blue Silver Grass's spiritual magnetic field.

A blue sea of ​​light formed by a cluster of blue silver grass was swaying back and forth in unison when suddenly, Sikong Zheng laughed eerily.

"I see. If I'm not mistaken, that place holds special significance for Blue Silver Grass. Blue Silver King, huh? Hahaha."

Sikong Zheng immediately realized that this must be the place where the Blue Silver Emperor was born.

"The Blue Silver Emperor is gone, but the Blue Silver King is still here. Let's remove it first. I want to see how Tang San will awaken the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline."

Speaking of the Blue Silver King, Sikong Zheng couldn't help but think of the previous Blue Silver Emperor, Ah Yin, hehehe, Tang San's mother.

And that 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone should be in Tang Hao's hands. I wonder if we'll have a chance to get it.

Sikong Zheng gazed into the distance, no longer hesitating, and like a shark smelling blood, he excitedly headed towards the Blue Silver King.

"Oh, right."

Sikong Zheng abruptly stopped, and a crackling thunderclap rang out. A purple-white lightning net formed in his right palm, which he then tossed behind him before leaving, satisfied.

The massive corpse of the Dark Demon God Tiger turned to ashes amidst the dense net of lightning.

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Upon entering this forest, Sikong Zheng instantly sensed that the aura of soul beasts had suddenly increased, and the hostility they exuded was directed only at Sikong Zheng, without any concealment, yet they did not actively attack him.

It seemed that these spirit beasts were simply rejecting him and did not welcome Sikong Zheng's arrival.

Sikong Zheng decisively ignored the warnings and stepped into the ancient forest as if no one else was there.

Sikong Zheng encountered many obstacles from spirit beasts along the way.

The thousand-year-old datura serpent is dead.

The hundred-year-old elk is dead.

The celestial phenomena of the century-old town have died.

…die…die…die…

The swaying blue silver grass, like a blue ocean, swayed violently, gently caressing the cold corpse of the soul beast, seemingly wailing and trembling.

Sikong Zheng's slaughtering blade never stopped. Following that peaceful yet distant spiritual magnetic field, he went and killed his way through, staining a large area of ​​Blue Silver Grass red. His crimson blood watered the Blue Silver Grass, forming a chilling sea of ​​blood.

Finally, we passed through two towering ancient trees.

Sikong Zheng met the Blue Silver King, which had a cultivation of 85,000 years.

It was a special plant that looked like countless vines fused together, its entire body a clear blue, its surface shimmering with a unique crystalline quality.

Around it, the blue silver grass grew exceptionally lush.

The blue spirit seemed to have been waiting there all along. It didn't understand how Sikong Zheng had found this place, and sighed as it looked at him, saying:

"Sir, my Blue Silver Grass clan is a peaceful and unassuming people. Why do you humiliate my clan like this? As I see it, you probably don't need a spirit ring right now!"

Sikong Zheng flicked the blood off his hand and calmly nodded:

"That's right, I just acquired my spirit ring recently."

Upon hearing the answer and seeing Sikong Zheng's genuinely calm expression, even with Blue Silver Grass's naturally gentle nature, Blue Silver King instantly flew into a rage, roaring:

"You...you're not going to get out of here today, no matter what."

After speaking, the Blue Silver King's profound soul power surged rapidly, and the slightly thicker azure vines coiled around the ancient tree began to writhe like serpents, with dozens of vines shooting out from all directions to surround Sikong Zheng.

All around, countless blue silver grasses, shimmering with a blue glow, swayed rhythmically and in unison, as if under command, seemingly united in their hostility towards Sikong Zheng.

Ultimately, even the weakest soul beasts, like Blue Silver Grass, will become extraordinary once they reach a certain age.

"Hmph, this is still my Blue Silver Grass territory. Even if I am not that noble king, I can still get a certain amount of support from the Blue Silver Grass people."

"You human, you will never understand the unity of our Blue Silver Grass clan."

With the added soul power of numerous Blue Silver Grasses, Blue Silver King's confidence soared.

"Heave-ho, heave-ho, heave-ho..."

With the thousand-year-old mandala corpse on his left arm and the hundred-year-old spirit deer corpse on his right arm, and dragging a huge soul beast behind him, Sikong Zheng was busy having a great time in the forest.

Sikong Zheng set up a hastily made large pot, peeled and gutted the datura, and cooked a large pot of snake soup, while the larks were roasted next to it, filling the air with a fragrant aroma.

Every now and then, Sikong Zheng would grab a couple of slightly thick, clear blue vines and throw them into the fire, igniting a surge of flames.

"Hoo-hoo~~"

"Ah, on a cold night, all I need is this warm fire to warm me up, so comforting."

Sikong Zheng sipped the snake soup, rubbed his little hands together by the warm fire, and happily shook his head.

Sikong Zheng turned to look at the enormous corpse of a soul beast behind him, shook his head, and smiled bitterly:

"The elephant is so big that it can't be stewed in one pot; we need two barbecue grills."