Chapter 125 Lu Ming's Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass! Tang San's defenses have been breached!
However.
Before the Ye family's gate could be opened, and before the people inside could react...
A sudden change occurred in the sky.
The once azure sky was suddenly covered by a rainbow of colors.
That sacred and vast aura caused Tang San's newly gathered momentum to freeze instantly.
He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the huge light screen above him.
The words that originally belonged to the second-ranked Silver Dragon King, Gu Yuena, had faded away.
Instead, there are even more dazzling, even blinding, golden characters.
[Number One on the Martial Soul Ranking: Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass!]
Upon seeing this line of text, Tang San froze on the spot.
His pupils contracted sharply, as if he had seen something utterly absurd.
"First place..."
"Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass?"
Tang San muttered to himself, his voice filled with astonishment.
Xiao Wu, standing to the side, also looked completely bewildered.
She blinked, looked at the name she had never heard of on the sky, and asked curiously:
"Brother, what kind of martial spirit is this?"
"Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass? That sounds pretty amazing."
"But isn't Blue Silver Grass a universally acknowledged useless martial soul?"
Xiao Wu turned to look at Tang San, only to find that her usually erudite and talented third brother was also in a daze.
"Brother, you didn't even know?"
Xiao Wu was somewhat surprised.
In her mind, her third brother was almost omniscient.
Tang San took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart, and then shook his head.
"have no idea."
"I have never heard of this kind of martial spirit before."
Tang San frowned, staring intently at the three words "Blue Silver Grass," his eyes filled with doubt.
"Blue Silver Grass is indeed a standard useless martial soul, there is no doubt about that."
"In the world of Soul Masters, Blue Silver Grass is everywhere, and it is the weakest and most insignificant of all."
At this point, Tang San straightened his back, a proud look on his face.
"However, my martial spirit is different."
"My martial soul is the Blue Silver Emperor, the emperor among all Blue Silver Grass!"
"It is the only royal bloodline of the Blue Silver Grass lineage, a top-level martial soul inherited from a 100,000-year-old soul beast."
Tang San raised his right hand, and blue light surged in his palm, revealing a crystal-clear Blue Silver Emperor.
Faint golden patterns flowed across it, exuding an aura of royalty.
"Xiao Wu, look."
"This is the ultimate Blue Silver Grass."
"Apart from the Blue Silver Emperor, there is simply no Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul that is more advanced than this."
Tang San spoke with certainty.
He had absolute confidence in his martial spirit.
This is his pride, and also the source of his confidence in cultivating from a useless martial spirit to his current level.
That Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass, its name sounds fancy, but it's probably just some kind of mutation.
How could it possibly be ranked first?
"What makes a mere Blue Silver Grass martial soul worthy of being on the list?"
"Even overpowering the Silver Dragon King?"
"This is absolutely ridiculous!"
Tang San sneered, his eyes full of disdain.
Xiao Wu listened to Tang San's analysis and thought it made a lot of sense, so she nodded vigorously.
"Brother, you're right."
"Blue Silver Grass is a useless martial soul. Only your Blue Silver Emperor is the most powerful."
"That Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass is definitely a fake."
"Maybe the canopy is faulty."
Just as the two were talking and showing disdain for the so-called top spot on the list.
The images above the sky began to shift.
Lines of detailed annotations came crashing down like heavy hammer blows.
The Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass, the ultimate myth of the spirit of plants.
Its evolutionary path began with ordinary herbs.
Starting as an ordinary Blue Silver Grass, it absorbs the essence of heaven and earth to evolve into the Blue Silver King.
[Then, the Blue Silver King awakens his royal bloodline and ascends to the Blue Silver Emperor.]
Upon seeing this, Tang San's expression changed slightly.
Blue Silver Emperor?
That's just one stage in the evolution of this martial soul?
Before he could react, the remaining writing continued to appear.
[After the Blue Silver Emperor, silver patterns emerge, transforming into Blue Silver Grass with silver patterns.]
[Exquisite silver patterns give rise to gold patterns, transforming into gold-patterned blue silver grass.]
[After billions of years, through the intermingling of gold and silver, and by comprehending the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, it can undergo another ultimate transformation.]
[Ultimately transformed into nine-colored blue silver grass!]
This is the supreme ancient royal family of the Blue Silver Grass lineage, the progenitor and ultimate source of all plant-type martial souls!
boom!
These few lines of text were like thunderclaps, exploding in Tang San's mind.
The confidence and pride on his face crumbled instantly at that moment.
"What?!"
Tang San gasped in shock, his eyes wide with disbelief.
"Blue Silver Grass... it can evolve so many times?"
He looked down at the Blue Silver Emperor he was so proud of.
What I had initially perceived as an incomparably noble imperial aura now appeared so shabby and crude in the face of the "nine colors" described in the sky.
It's like an uncivilized primitive man facing a true god.
"how so..."
"The Blue Silver Emperor is only in the intermediate stage of evolution?"
"Then what am I?"
Tang San felt a burning pain on his face.
He had just confidently declared that the Blue Silver Emperor was the ultimate, the only emperor.
In the blink of an eye, the sky told him that the Blue Silver Emperor had silver and gold patterns on it, and finally, nine colors.
In comparison, his martial spirit is like a half-finished product.
It's not even a semi-finished product!
Xiao Wu, standing to the side, also stared wide-eyed, her face filled with shock.
"elder brother..."
"This...this is way too exaggerated!"
"It has evolved so many times, no wonder it is so powerful."
Xiao Wu looked at the sky, her eyes flashing with an unusual light.
"Compared to yours, your Blue Silver Emperor seems to be much worse."
These words were like a knife, piercing Tang San's heart.
He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his flesh.
"That's impossible!"
"That's absolutely impossible!"
Tang San gritted his teeth and stared intently at the sky, trying to find a flaw in it.
However, the sky was completely unconcerned about his impotent rage and continued to release even more shocking information.
The Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass is truly a creation-level martial soul!
[It belongs to the realm of legend and mythology!]
Even the ancient Dragon God Martial Soul pales in comparison to this Martial Soul!
Upon seeing this sentence, Tang San completely broke down.
His body swayed violently, and he almost lost his balance.
"Dragon God Martial Soul?"
"Even the legendary Dragon God is not as good as it?"
Although Tang San had never seen the Dragon God, he knew that it was the supreme ruler of the soul beast world.
The Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena, who was ranked second just now, was already so terrifying even though she only inherited a portion of the Dragon God's power.
And this Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass is actually stronger than the Dragon God?
"This is too powerful..."
Tang San felt his throat go dry.
"I don't believe it!"
"Blue Silver Grass is a useless martial soul! Even if it evolves ten thousand times, its essence is still grass!"
"My Clear Sky Hammer is known as the number one weapon spirit in the world, and even it can only be ranked eighth."
"Why should a mere weed be ranked first?"
"Why should they be superior to all the divine-level martial souls?"
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