Peerless Tang Sect: Bind to God King Tang San at the beginning

Chapter 176 The Evolving Blue Silver Emperor
Thinking of this, Deng Mu checked the condition of his Blue Silver Emperor.

I saw that the Blue Silver Emperor was no longer the same as before, and a gorgeous colorful halo was flowing on the surface of its thick vines.

The halo was like a lively flame, leaping and swirling freely along the veins of the vines, making the Blue Silver Emperor, which was already full of power, even more mysterious and dreamy.

The vines are as tough as steel, yet their surface is smooth and delicate, as if they contain endless life force.

The leaves of the Blue Silver Emperor also underwent earth-shaking changes.

The leaves became broad and slender, with slightly curled edges, presenting an elegant yet dangerous arc.

The color of the leaves is no longer single, but radiates a gradient of colors from the inside out, gradually transitioning from emerald green in the center to golden yellow at the edges.

Deng Mu gently stroked the floating Blue Silver Emperor in his hand, his eyes full of amazement and curiosity.

As he gazed, the gradient colors on the leaves seemed to be given life and flowed slowly. The blending and transition between colors became more natural and smooth, like a vivid oil painting.

When Deng Mu's eyes moved along the veins of the leaves, he was surprised to find that these veins were actually flashing with extremely subtle light, like a galaxy hidden inside the leaves.

Looking closely, he discovered that the flickering frequency of these lights vaguely matched his heartbeat.

Deng Mu tried to slow down his breathing and adjust his heartbeat, and the light in his veins also changed accordingly, with the flashing frequency becoming slower and more regular.

Looking at the Blue Silver Emperor in his hand, Deng Mu knew that his Blue Silver Emperor was still evolving and it would take quite a while to complete the evolution.

The reason for its evolution is due to the Dragon God bloodline and the creative power within its body.

After looking at the Blue Silver Emperor for a while, Deng Mu put it away.

At this time, the Demon Emperor's breath had stabilized a lot. Although he had not fully recovered, he had regained most of his combat power.

The Demon King felt Deng Mu's gaze and lowered his head slightly. A complex emotion flashed in his eyes, including fear of Deng Mu's powerful strength and helplessness about his own situation.

What's more, she is unwilling to be enslaved by the descendants of her enemies. This is simply making her life worse than death.

Deng Mu looked at the Demon Emperor and said, "Demon Emperor, I understand your thoughts, but you can't blame anyone for your husband's death. In Douluo Continent, strength is the only way to win."

If the Deep Sea Demon Whale King was innocent, he might have sympathized with him, but the Deep Sea Demon Whale King died without any cause.

Both Tang San and the Deep Sea Demon Whale King want to kill each other. There is no justice at all. At this time, it depends on who is stronger. It is obvious that Tang San is stronger.

Not everyone who dies is innocent and worthy of sympathy.

For example, two people who have committed unforgivable crimes meet each other, and both want to kill each other. In the end, the stronger one wins, and the one who is killed can only say that he deserved it.

Of course, what he said was just a sarcastic remark, after all, it was not his family who died.

The Demon Emperor gritted his teeth, his body trembling slightly. The anger and unwillingness in his heart were like a surging undercurrent, and under the suppression of the soul contract, he had nowhere to vent.

She slowly raised her head, her eyes burning with resentment, and stared directly at Deng Mu: "It's easy for you to say that! He is my husband, who has been with me for countless years. How can you judge him with just a few words!"

Listening to the Demon Emperor's words, Deng Mu did not respond to the Demon Emperor.

The Demon Emperor paused, took a deep breath, and suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, with a hint of sadness in his voice: "In this world where the strong prey on the weak, I know the importance of strength. But how can I swallow this anger when I see him fall? Now, I have to be controlled by the descendants of my enemy. This is more painful than killing me." She wanted to commit suicide now, but she couldn't move her body, and she was unwilling to die now.

She wants to avenge her husband and protect her daughter Lan Fuzi.

The Demon Emperor suppressed his inner grief and anger, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

She knew very well that if she acted rashly at this moment, not only would she fail to get revenge, but she would also implicate her daughter.

Seeing his mother in such pain, Lan Fuzi's eyes turned red and he comforted her softly: "Mother, don't be like this, we will always find a way."

I knew in my heart that my mother was very sad about my father's death and wanted to avenge him all the time.

Of course she missed her father, but she was aware of her father's behavior, which made her extremely conflicted about whether to avenge her father or give up the idea of revenge.

The Demon Emperor gently waved his tail, signaling Lan Fozi to be at ease. Then he refocused his gaze on Deng Mu, "My grudge against you will never end."

Listening to the Demon King's words, Deng Mu just smiled and said nothing.

He knew very well that the Demon Emperor did not have the ability to break it, mainly because no one in this world knew how to do it.

If a god helps the Demon King, the contract can be terminated, but the price is damage to the soul.

Not to mention whether there are gods who will help the Demon King, even if there are gods who help the Demon King, soul damage is an unsolvable problem for the Demon King.

Deng Mu smiled and said, "Is it possible that I'm not him, but I just have his aura?"

When the Demon King heard Deng Mu's words, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, and a look of inquiry appeared on his face, which was originally full of resentment.

"What do you mean? Stop being so mysterious." Her voice was still cold, but she couldn't help but want to find a flaw in Deng Mu's words.

She vaguely felt that she had misunderstood, but the aura of Deng Mu told her that she had not misunderstood.

Deng Mu's expression was calm, and he met the Demon Emperor's scrutinizing gaze calmly. He slowly said, "I was just infected by his aura. You are mistaken."

"But there's more to us than hatred and slavery." Deng Mu's voice was deep and powerful. "If you put aside your prejudices and truly serve me, I can give you far more than you can imagine."

When the Demon King heard this, his heart was shocked and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes.

How could she easily trust the person who bound her?
But the powerful and mysterious aura emanating from Deng Mu made her waver.

"Why should I believe you?" The Demon King snorted coldly, trying to hide the turmoil in his heart.

Deng Mu replied, "I can give you a drop of my blood. You could clearly feel the suppression of my bloodline on you before. If you can get a drop of my blood, it will be of great help to you."

When the Demon King heard that Deng Mu was going to give him a drop of blood, he became even more alert, but he could hardly suppress the expectation that welled up in his heart.

She was naturally aware of the power of Deng Mu's bloodline. You must know that the deep-sea magic whale is one of the top ones in the ocean. The one that can produce suppression must be the bloodline of some god.

But she was sure it wasn't the Sea God's suppression, because the Sea God's suppression was not as terrifying as Deng Mu's bloodline suppression.

(End of this chapter)