Chapter 128 Yu Xiaogang is shocked! The Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass crushes the Dragon God!
Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, and began to explain to everyone.
"Xiao San's Blue Silver Emperor is already the pinnacle of plant-type martial souls."
"But it's just one step in the evolution of this martial soul!"
"After the Blue Silver Emperor, it will evolve into Silver Pattern, and then into Gold Pattern..."
"Only after countless transformations and countless sublimations can one finally reach the realm of nine colors!"
At this point, a deep sense of awe appeared in Yu Xiaogang's eyes.
"What terrifying potential!"
"What an incredibly long period of time this has been!"
"This is an unparalleled ancient royal family among Blue Silver Grass, and even among all plant-type martial souls!"
Ning Rongrong, who was standing to the side, listened with her mouth slightly open, unable to close it at all.
"Evolved countless times?"
She looked down at her palms.
"My Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda evolved into the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda. This evolution, which was only a single one, has already been hailed as a miracle."
"This person's martial spirit has evolved so many times?"
"How strong would it have to be?"
Zhu Zhuqing's beautiful eyes widened, her cool face filled with disbelief.
"Does this kind of martial spirit really exist in this world?"
Before everyone could even process the news...
Another bombshell dropped from the sky.
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!
When you see this line of text.
The entire street fell into a deathly silence in an instant.
Everyone seemed to have their throats grabbed, unable to utter a sound.
Yu Xiaogang was stunned, as if struck by lightning, and froze on the spot.
His eyes were wide open to the extreme, as if they were about to split open.
"Dragon God..."
"Not even comparable to the Dragon God?"
"This is outrageous! This is absurd!"
Yu Xiaogang kept repeating these words, as if his worldview was collapsing.
Ning Rongrong was a little puzzled and tugged at Yu Xiaogang's sleeve.
"Master, what is the Dragon God?"
"Is it very strong? Stronger than Third Brother's Sea God?"
Yu Xiaogang snapped out of his daze, turned to look at Ning Rongrong, his eyes filled with horror.
"powerful?"
"Rongrong, the Dragon God is not just strong."
"It is the supreme ruler of all soul beasts, a supreme being from ancient times!"
"Let alone the sea god, even the most powerful god-king in the divine realm must bow before the dragon god!"
Yu Xiaogang swallowed hard, his voice trembling as he explained:
"If my martial soul, Luo Sanpao, can evolve to its ultimate form, it will become the Golden Sacred Dragon."
"Even the golden holy dragon I've always dreamed of isn't worthy to carry the shoes of the Dragon God!"
"You all saw the Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena. She only inherited half of the Dragon God's power, yet she already ranks second."
"And this Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass..."
Yu Xiaogang looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with despair.
"It's even stronger than a complete Dragon God!"
"This is beyond our comprehension; it's truly at the creation level!"
After listening to the master's explanation.
Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Oscar were completely dumbfounded.
"This is too powerful..."
Oscar touched his face, feeling a little unreal.
"Who exactly is this monster?"
Everyone's curiosity was completely piqued.
Who exactly possesses such an overwhelming martial spirit?
finally.
That name appeared.
[Master: Lu Ming!]
"What?!"
"Lu Ming?!"
Upon seeing these two words, Yu Xiaogang and the others exclaimed in surprise.
The sound was so loud that it drew the attention of passersby.
Yu Xiaogang stared wide-eyed, looking as if he had seen a ghost.
"It's him again?!"
Zhu Zhuqing frowned, her cold voice tinged with shock.
"The Primordial Sword, ranked first on the list of rare treasures, belongs to him."
"He is now ranked number one on the Martial Soul Ranking."
"Just who is this Lu Ming?"
Ning Rongrong started counting on her fingers, becoming more and more alarmed as she did so.
"Not only that."
"The Primordial Sword, the Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass, and many other rewards from before..."
"It's fair to say that half of the good stuff on this Sky List is related to this guy named Lu Ming!"
Ning Rongrong took a deep breath, her eyes becoming extremely complicated.
"Who exactly is this person?"
"Could he be the legendary chosen one of the planes?"
"Compared to that Lu Ming, Third Brother seems... really far inferior."
Although I don't want to admit it, the facts are undeniable.
This kind of all-around crushing defeat leaves one with no strength to even refute it.
...
The far north.
The wind and snow howled, and the cold wind was like a knife.
This is a forbidden zone for humans, a domain of ice and snow.
On a desolate snowfield.
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun were supporting each other, both covered in blood and in a sorry state.
They were originally there on behalf of Shrek Academy to subdue the soul beasts of the far north.
As soon as they made a move, they were taught a lesson by the ruler of this place.
On the opposite side of them.
Two stunningly beautiful figures hovered in mid-air, looking down at the two arrogant humans.
It was the Snow Emperor and the Ice Emperor.
However, at this moment...
The two lords of the far north did not continue their attack, but instead raised their heads and looked up at the sky.
"Number one on the Martial Soul Ranking: Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass."
A cool, clear voice came from Xue Di's mouth.
A rare flicker of emotion appeared in her eyes, which seemed to hold the weight of millennia of ice and snow.
"What kind of martial spirit is this?"
Hyotei, standing beside him, also looked on with curiosity.
She flicked her scorpion tail and asked in confusion:
"Sister, do you know?"
"This name sounds like it belongs to the plant element. Could it be a spirit beast from over there?"
Xue Di shook her head, a hint of confusion on her exquisite face.
"I don't know."
"I have lived in this far north for hundreds of thousands of years and have never heard of such a thing."
Just as the two emperors were perplexed.
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun also struggled to raise their heads.
When they saw the name of that martial spirit, both of them were stunned.
"Blue Silver Grass?"
Ma Hongjun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking completely bewildered.
"Brother Dai, isn't this Third Brother's martial soul?"
"How did it change?"
Dai Mubai was also completely bewildered.
"I don't know."
"But with so many prefixes added to its name, it must be something special."
Immediately afterwards.
The evolutionary path began to be displayed on the sky.
Hyotei stared at the lines of text, his emerald eyes widening suddenly.
"What?"
"Evolving from a common Blue Silver Grass to Blue Silver King, and then to Blue Silver Emperor..."
"Finally, it must pass through silver and gold patterns before it can transform into nine colors?"
Hyotei gasped.
As a soul beast, she knew all too well the difficulty of bloodline evolution.
Every evolution is a matter of life and death.
And this martial spirit has evolved so many times?
"This is the supreme ancient royal family among the Blue Silver Grass..."
Hyotei murmured the annotations on the sky, his voice trembling slightly.
"The grade of this martial spirit has probably surpassed that of the ultimate ice."
"That's too strong."
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