Chapter 8 The Silver Dragon King's Tears!
"Oh My God..."
Dugu Yan strode in, her long legs swaying, her emerald green eyes fixed on the sky, her voice hoarse.
"Lingling, your Ye family's ancestor... was actually this strong?!"
"One palm strike... can kill a 700,000-year-old soul beast?!"
This completely overturned her understanding!
"Of course!"
Ye Lingling puffed out her well-developed chest, her fair face filled with pride and excitement.
That sense of pride made her radiate a dazzling glow.
With a light stomp of her foot, the curves beneath her skirt were revealed, her jade-like legs, wrapped in a pale green dress, straight and long, outlining a breathtaking arc.
Her glistening jade feet left a perfect outline on the floor, adding to her allure.
"If it weren't for the foundation left by our ancestor Lu Ming, how could our Ye family have developed into a behemoth comparable to the three upper sects in just tens of thousands of years?"
She slightly raised her snow-white chin, like a proud white swan.
"Ancestor Lu Ming was a mysterious and unpredictable being, almost like a god!"
Dugu Yan opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a word for a long time.
I see.
No wonder the Ye family, despite being just a support-type Soul Master family, has such a terrifyingly deep foundation that even the Spirit Hall doesn't dare to provoke them easily.
It turns out that behind them once stood an unimaginably terrifying being!
…
at the same time.
The heart of the Starry Forest.
Lake of Life.
The lake water is as green as jade, exuding a rich and pervasive vitality.
On the lakeside, the imperial mythical beast tilted its head curiously, gazing up at the sky and muttering to itself.
"Lu Ming...who is this?"
She is the darling of this forest, an imperial auspicious beast, the three-eyed golden lion.
Beside her, a stunningly beautiful figure, seemingly otherworldly, lay quietly on the grass.
Her long, silver hair spread out, even brighter than the moonlight.
Her purple eyes, like the purest amethyst, were deep and noble.
She simply lay there quietly, and she became a painting in herself, making everything else pale in comparison.
It was none other than the Silver Dragon King, Gu Yuena, who had been asleep for 20,000 years and had only recently awakened.
When she heard the name "Lu Ming," a ripple suddenly appeared in her usually calm purple eyes.
She slowly turned her gaze to the golden list.
When her gaze fell on the pattern of the "Evil Eye Pendant" and the words "Master: Lu Ming".
boom!
It felt as if a million thunderbolts were exploding simultaneously in Gu Yuena's mind!
"husband?!"
A cry filled with trembling joy escaped from her beautiful lips.
She hasn't uttered those two words for 20,000 years.
"The Evil Eye Pendant...it looks like it belongs to my husband."
She murmured to herself, tears welling in her purple eyes as she stared intently at the list.
The next moment, the light and shadow on the sky changed, showing the scene of Lu Ming smashing the Evil Eye Tyrant with a single palm strike.
That figure in white, with a beauty that surpasses even the snow, was so familiar; it had long been imprinted in the deepest part of her soul!
"He really is my husband!"
"I...I can actually see my husband again!"
Gu Yuena suddenly sat up from the grass, revealing her perfect curves and her long silver hair falling down, adding to her breathtaking beauty.
Her long, straight legs were crossed, and her bare feet were flawless, like the most outstanding work of art from heaven.
At that moment, however, she couldn't care less about any of that.
She simply gazed intently at the figure in the sky, a radiant smile blooming on her face—a smile so beautiful it could make a hundred flowers wither and the sun and moon dim.
ecstasy!
Unparalleled ecstasy filled her entire being!
However, as she laughed, two lines of tears uncontrollably slid down her beautiful purple eyes.
The smile was still on her face, but tears had already soaked her clothes.
"husband..."
Her voice, thick with nasal tone and choked with sobs, was filled with endless longing and grievance.
Do you know... how much I miss you?
The floodgates of memory burst open at this moment.
She remembered how, when she was seriously injured, it was he who, with his warm hands, healed her wounds day after day, pulling her back from the brink of death.
She remembered sitting together on the mountaintop, watching the sunrises and sunsets, the clouds drift and gather.
She remembered how they traveled across the continent together, how he would pick the most beautiful flowers for her, take her to eat the most famous delicacies, and spoil her like an innocent little girl.
Those beautiful, sweet memories flooded my mind like a tide, scene by scene, so clear as if they happened just yesterday.
But now...
The smile on Gu Yuena's face gradually turned into endless sorrow and desolation.
As she gazed at the still-young figure in the sky, her tears flowed even more fiercely.
"And now, you have grown old and died, and have left me!"
Yes.
He was a human, and no matter how powerful he was, his lifespan would eventually come to an end.
Tens of thousands of years is enough time for any hero to turn into a handful of dust.
This Heavenly God Ranking must have been created by tracing back to the past, which is why his rare treasures were arranged on it.
What I am seeing now is merely the last image he left in this world.
Who would have thought that our next meeting would be our last!
The immense joy instantly transformed into even greater sorrow, tearing at her heart.
The feeling of falling from heaven to hell was excruciating for her.
Thinking of this, Gu Yuena could no longer suppress her grief. She bent down, buried her face in her knees, and burst into tears.
Crystalline tears rolled down her cheeks and dripped onto the grass beneath her.
Suddenly, one of the teardrops, the instant it left its eye socket, burst forth with a dazzling silver light!
It didn't drip; instead, it hovered in mid-air.
Within the teardrop seemed to lie a silver world, where the mighty dragon's power and endless sorrow intertwined, eventually slowly condensing into a rhombus-shaped silver crystal.
Tears of the Silver Dragon King!
This is the supreme treasure of the dragon race. Only a being of the Dragon King level, when experiencing the deepest sorrow in their heart, can possibly condense one with their heart's blood and the essence of their entire body!
Each Dragon King can only form one in their lifetime!
Its rarity is comparable to that of a first-level deity's natal artifact!
Just as Gu Yuena was overwhelmed with grief and her tears turned into precious treasures.
Above the sky, the golden divine ranking that spanned the entire continent shone with light once more.
On the list, the words and images of "Evil Eye Pendant" slowly disappeared, and in their place was a new line of gold-stamped characters.
A single line of text that shook the entire Spirit Empire.
(End of chapter)