Douro Continent

Chapter 447 The True Face of Tang San's Martial Soul in the City of Slaughter, Blue Silver Emperor (Part 1)

This was an emotion he had never felt before. Gradually, he no longer needed to release much mental energy. Each Blue Silver Grass in the forest emitted a faint mental fluctuation. Although the individual plants were not strong, the Blue Silver Grasses that covered the ground connected together to form a fairly large mental magnetic field, which merged with the mental energy released by Tang San.

Through them, the range of perception that Tang San could sense increased exponentially.

Each Blue Silver Grass seemed to have become Tang San's eyes and ears, allowing him to use his spiritual power to explore everything around him, something Tang San could do before. But now, using the spiritual magnetic field of the Blue Silver Grass, the area he could see could only be described as terrifying.

Just then, suddenly, a voice rang out in Tang San's mind without warning, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, is it really you? You have finally come to me. Thank God."

"Wang? Is this being addressed to me?" Tang San was greatly alarmed. He didn't understand why a voice would appear in his mental world. At this moment, Tang Hao, standing beside him, had a faint smile on his face. His mental power was also constantly activated.

Just as Tang San was sensing the spiritual magnetic field of the Blue Silver Grass around him, a sudden voice greatly surprised him. This voice actually addressed him as "King".

Suddenly, a strong spiritual force emanated from the originally peaceful and serene spiritual magnetic field of the Blue Silver Grass. This spiritual force quickly intertwined with Tang San's spiritual force, like two ropes tied together.

"Your Majesty, please come to me, may I?" The voice seemed to grow more urgent, filled with intense longing.

Startled, Tang San opened his eyes and instinctively looked at his father.

Tang Hao said calmly, "You should have sensed it by now. Go, I'll wait for you here. Sometimes, you don't need to hunt to obtain a spirit ring."

Although Tang San didn't understand what his father meant, he still stood up. To his great surprise, even though he wasn't consciously controlling his mental power, that strong spiritual aura was still connected to him, constantly calling out to him.

Stepping into the forest, Tang San suddenly felt

The threatening aura from the spirit beasts noticeably diminished once he entered the forest, as if the spirit beasts hidden within had suddenly parted to make way for him. With his father's assurance, he no longer hesitated, leaping into the air and rapidly advancing in the direction drawn by the spirit.

Wherever he went, the Blue Silver Grass on the ground seemed to be excitedly calling out, swaying gently in rhythm, as if dancing joyfully for Tang San's arrival.

This forest wasn't very large, at least not compared to the Star Dou Great Forest of the past. But upon entering, Tang San discovered that the plants here all looked ancient, as if they had endured countless years.

Towering trees are everywhere, so tall that even the sun's rays can hardly penetrate the dense vegetation to reach the ground.

Tang San was certain that this was an ancient forest, but what exactly was that voice calling to him?

He was eager to know the truth, so he moved forward with extraordinary speed. Along the way, he encountered no obstacles from any soul beasts and easily followed the guidance of the spiritual power.

After running at high speed for about an hour, the spiritual connection he had with the man became exceptionally clear.

"My king, I am here." The spiritual call appeared again, filled with excitement and even a hint of nervousness.

After passing through two ancient trees that would require several people to encircle, Tang San activated his spiritual power and locked onto a plant ahead. He could clearly feel that the spiritual call was coming from this plant.

Long, slender vines climbed upwards, intertwining to a height of about ten meters in the air. It looked like a unique plant composed of countless vines bound together. Its entire body was a clear blue, its surface shimmering with a special crystalline sheen. Around it, Blue Silver Grass grew exceptionally lushly.

Each of those vines was as thick as an average person's waist and had a diameter of over a foot.

It was swaying slightly. Right in the center of the vine, at the point where it had solidified, there was a mark resembling a human face. Its expression seemed to be smiling. Smiling at itself.

The vine gave him a powerful feeling, releasing an extremely powerful aura without reservation. From the human face at the center, strong spiritual fluctuations burst forth, swirling joyfully around Tang San's body.

The spiritual connection ends here. Although Tang San had seen plant-type soul beasts before, this was the first time he had ever seen one with such a powerful aura.

"Was it you who called me?" Tang San stared intently at the giant vine in front of him. Although he could sense that the other party meant him no harm, he couldn't help but become more wary.

"Yes, great king. It is I who am calling upon you." The human face in the center, entwined by vines, moved, revealing a very human expression, and opened its large mouth, actually uttering human words.

This time it wasn't just a spiritual exchange, but a real conversation.

Tang San was taken aback. He knew that cultivating as a plant-type spirit beast was far more difficult than cultivating as an animal-type spirit beast. He had never even heard of a plant-type spirit beast being able to speak, even from Grandmaster. But the facts were undeniable, leaving him no choice but to believe it.

"Who are you? Why do you call me king?" Tang San asked curiously.

The vine smiled and said, "Because you possess a bloodline far more noble than mine. If I am the king of Blue Silver Grass, then you are the emperor among Blue Silver Grass."

Upon hearing this, Tang San understood somewhat, his mind racing as various possibilities flooded his thoughts.

The huge vine in front of me is actually Blue Silver Grass. How could Blue Silver Grass, which is known as a useless martial spirit, be cultivated to such a powerful level?

Before Tang San could speak, the Blue Silver King spoke again, "To reach your level of bloodline cultivation, I still need at least another 15,000 years of cultivation. Being able to see you and sense the aura of your bloodline, I seem to have found a way to a higher bloodline. Thank you, my king."

Tang San frowned slightly. "I'm sorry, perhaps you've mistaken me for someone else. I am not your king. I am a human, not Blue Silver Grass. I merely possess the Blue Silver Grass martial soul."

"No," the Blue Silver King said urgently, "Great King, I cannot be mistaken. The aura on your body is that of the Blue Silver Empress, there is no mistake. If you were just an ordinary human with a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, do you think you could have cultivated to this level? You possess the bloodline of the Blue Silver Royal Family! Great King."

Tang San was stunned. "You mean, my Blue Silver Grass isn't ordinary Blue Silver Grass?"

"Yes. You possess the purest Blue Silver Royal Bloodline. If I had to describe your Martial Soul, I think Blue Silver Emperor would be more fitting than Blue Silver Grass. All those of the Blue Silver lineage are your subjects. Haven't you felt their call to you?"

Blue Silver Emperor? Tang San's heart stirred, and he suddenly understood some of the reasons why his father had sent him here.

Could it be that my mother's martial soul was the Blue Silver Emperor? And what I inherited wasn't some useless martial soul at all, but the uniquely gifted Blue Silver Emperor martial soul.

The colossal Blue Silver King continued, "The Blue Silver Emperor lineage is forever passed down in this world. Only when the previous Blue Silver Emperor dies will the next Blue Silver Emperor appear. Although you are human, you are the only one in the world who carries the blood of the Blue Silver Emperor."

Tang San felt his heart racing. "But I've never felt anything special about my Blue Silver Grass. Perhaps you don't understand, but the strength I possess now is the result of cultivation through some special methods."

Tang San always believed that the reason he was able to possess innate full soul power was not so much related to his own martial soul, but rather to the cultivation of the Xuan Tian Gong.

Therefore, he still had some doubts about what the Blue Silver King said.

The Blue Silver King sighed and said, "Yes, you're right. Before, your Blue Silver Emperor was no different from ordinary Blue Silver Grass. This was our fault. Because your Blue Silver Royal bloodline hadn't truly awakened. That's why you couldn't sense its power. Great King, didn't you come here so that I could help you awaken it?"

If Tang San still didn't understand after hearing what the Blue Silver King said, then he wouldn't be Tang San.

Awakening? My martial soul awakened once when I was six years old, do I need to awaken it a second time?

Seemingly sensing Tang San's thoughts, the Blue Silver King patiently said, "Your Majesty, how could an ordinary person's awakening truly awaken your noble bloodline? On this continent, I am the longest-living Blue Silver Grass besides you. Therefore, I am named the Blue Silver King. Finally, we have met you. As your eternal subordinates, we will always protect you. Are you willing to forever protect your subjects?"

Without any hesitation, Tang San stared intently at the Blue Silver King before him and nodded firmly, "I'm willing."

Two drops of blue liquid flowed down from where the Blue Silver King's human face had eyes. "It's been almost twenty years since I've felt Your Majesty's presence. Today, we are finally no longer children without a mother. Your Majesty, please feel the worship of your subjects."

(End of this chapter)