Chapter 243: Tang San Reaches Spirit King
The King of Slaughter's expression was ever-changing.
He had learned from Dugu Feng that both the Haotian Sect and Spirit Hall once attempted to deal with the City of Slaughter.
He became wary of these two powerful factions.
Thinking about how often they sent someone to become a Killing God, he wondered if they really took the City of Slaughter as their backyard.
According to news circulating the continent, the next generation of Haotian Sect, Tang San, was gradually growing stronger.
Could it be that if Tang San came, they would again be forced to produce another Killing God?
Tang San possessed twin martial spirits and was even more talented than his father, Tang Hao.
If Tang San also became a Killing God, the threat to the City of Slaughter would be immense.
The King of Slaughter was extremely vigilant.
However, he was reluctant to let Hu Liena have the Killing God title on behalf of Spirit Hall.
Yet he feared Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong had already visited three times, all to see Hu Liena.
Their close relationship was evident.
If anything happened to Hu Liena, the City of Slaughter would surely suffer Bibi Dong's fierce retaliation.
The King of Slaughter pondered for a while but couldn't devise a plan.
The intelligence of beasts was far inferior to that of humans; he simply couldn't imagine a solution.
"It seems the Poison Demon King is the only one who can handle Haotian Sect and Spirit Hall!"
His cold eyes flickered.
Last time, the Poison Demon King mentioned that Tang San might come to the City of Slaughter—he must have already planned how to deal with that.
"Xiong Ba, go find the Poison Demon King and bring him to me!"
"Yes, great King of Slaughter!"
Xiong Ba immediately left the room.
The King of Slaughter turned to the seductive woman.
"Do not arrange the last two fights of the Hell Emissary for now…"
He intended to stall and wait for the Poison Demon King's arrival.
"Yes!"
The woman bowed respectfully.
The room fell silent as the King of Slaughter's eyes swept over the entire City of Slaughter.
He could only sense the city's future was filled with uncertainty.
The world was changing rapidly—the Haotian Sect was stronger than ever, and he was inside Tang Chen's body, which unsettled the King of Slaughter.
In the southern part of the Heaven Dou Empire, a dense forest thrived.
It was alive with an ancient, vibrant energy.
The unique feature of this forest was the abundant growth of Blue Silver Grass.
Outside the forest, three figures approached swiftly.
Two large, robust figures flanked a young man in the center.
It was Tang Hao, Tang Xiao, and Tang San.
Tang Hao gazed at the forest with excitement.
He no longer remembered the last time he came to the Blue Silver Forest.
Since A-Yin was lost, the place had slipped from his memory.
But for his son's sake, he had to come again.
"Xiao San, you and Master once wondered how a seemingly ordinary Blue Silver Grass could compare to the Haotian Hammer as twin martial spirits.
Today, I will tell you the answer.
Your Blue Silver Grass spirit is no ordinary grass.
Go inside this forest; you'll obtain your fifth spirit ring here and see the true form of your martial spirit!"
Tang Hao fixed his gaze on the forest solemnly.
Tang San was even more excited—the fifth ring signified a breakthrough.
Under a waterfall, he had trained with Haotian Sect's secret techniques for two years and drawn on the energy of the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng in his body, allowing him to cross the threshold at level fifty.
For the first time in a long while, Tang San's confidence was restored.
With the fifth ring, he could unleash greater power in Xuantiangong and the Tang Sect's hidden weapons.
He was no longer a weakling to be bullied.
Nodding to Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, he strode directly into the forest.
The moment he stepped inside, he sensed something different.
The surrounding Blue Silver Grass felt unusually familiar—like reuniting with old family.
That feeling only grew clearer deeper inside.
Tang San's heart pounded.
He fully released his spirit power and martial spirit, projecting his aura throughout the forest.
Suddenly, his mind echoed with a distant, soothing voice calling him "the King of Blue Silver Grass."
"Could it be that my Blue Silver Grass is the king among all Blue Silver Grass?"
Guided by the voice, Tang San rushed purposefully toward its source.
The grass on the ground swayed rhythmically, as if welcoming him like a sovereign.
He was amazed by the spectacle.
These grasses treated the king with reverence.
His intuition told him this was no coincidence.
Using his Ghost Shadow Stealth Step to its fullest, in less than an hour he arrived before a massive plant.
The voice resonated from this giant formation.
Countless vines had grown intertwined, forming a great body.
Tang San could tell this was an ancient soul beast of immense age.
Upon his arrival, a crystalline, gleaming face formed among the vines, smiling gently.
"The Great Emperor, you seem uncertain of your bloodline.
Within you flows the blood of the Blue Silver Emperor.
Your martial spirit is not ordinary Blue Silver Grass—it is the Blue Silver Emperor itself!"
Tang San was instantly filled with joy.
The title "Emperor" implied power a hundred or a thousand times greater than ordinary Blue Silver Grass.
He understood immediately why his father had sent him here.
This was the martial spirit's second awakening.
Ning Rongrong's martial spirit had likewise ascended—from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile to the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile.
A qualitative leap!
"The Great Emperor, your bloodline energy remains dormant. Allow me to awaken your noble lineage!"
The Blue Silver King shed two shimmering blue tears.
Then a massive aura surged forth—not only from the King, but from every Blue Silver Grass stalk across the entire forest.
Each stalk bore a tiny blue light.
Countless stars of blue energy spread through the forest, converging into a vast ocean of blue that enveloped Tang San completely.
Tang San was drawn in helplessly by this overwhelming power.
He unconsciously cupped his Blue Silver Grass martial spirit in his hands; his Spirit King-level energy billowed violently around it.
His four soul rings—gold, yellow, purple, and yellow—danced rhythmically.
The Blue Silver Grass voraciously consumed the blue lights.
This wasn't just to aid his second awakening but to help him acquire his fifth soul ring.
Meanwhile, the first four rings brightened and turned transparent, revealing golden veins that echoed the grandeur of the Blue Silver Emperor.
The surging energy flowed through the blue lights, filling Tang San with euphoria until he felt faint.
This time, the process was painless and perfectly in tune with his martial spirit.
Most importantly, these newly formed soul rings inherited the duration based on his body's strength.
They would continue to grow with him, reaching toward his physical limits.
They were perfect soul rings.
Tang San immediately activated Xuantiangong and began rigorous cultivation.
(END CHAPTER)
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