"Blue Silver - Dragon's Wrath!"
A clear and powerful voice rang out.
As the words fell, that massive wooden dragon let out a silent roar, carrying an unstoppable, massive spirit power and pressure as it charged fiercely toward the Dragon Duke and Snake Crone!
Where the dragon's body passed, the air hummed under the strain, and the ground was plowed into deep furrows.
The Dragon Duke and Snake Crone's expressions changed drastically; the power of this sudden attack far exceeded their imagination!
With every pounce and tail flick, the wooden dragon contained the terrifying power of a Titled Douluo level, forcing these two powerhouses—one at the Spirit Emperor level and the other at the Spirit Douluo level—to dodge in disarray. Even their combined defense seemed inadequate, leaving their internal energy in turmoil.
After narrowly dodging a fatal head-on collision from the dragon, the Dragon Duke could no longer care about his reputation and hurriedly shouted at the top of his lungs:
"What is your intention, Your Excellency? I have no intention of becoming your enemy. Please state your purpose!"
Following his words, a young and handsome figure slowly stepped out from the shadows of the forest.
Initially, when the Dragon Duke and Snake Crone felt the power of that Spirit Ability, they thought some hidden Titled Douluo senior had intervened.
But seeing that this person's face was so young, appearing to be only in his twenties, a massive sense of doubt and absurdity welled up in their hearts.
How could such a world-shaking strike have been unleashed by such a young man?
However, the suspicion in their eyes vanished in the next instant, replaced by utter shock and horror!
They saw the young man casually wave his hand, and that heart-palpitatingly massive wooden dragon obediently transformed into points of blue light, dissipating into the air.
Afterward, the figure looked at the scene before him, pointed at the stunned Tang San, and spoke to the Dragon Duke and Snake Crone.
"This person, this seat protects!"
After saying that, he raised his right hand, palm upward. A blue light emerged, and a small tree with an elegant form and lush foliage, appearing as if carved from blue crystal, slowly manifested.
Although its form differed from the common Blue Silver Grass, appearing taller and more noble, that aura of life from the same source was unmistakable!
But that wasn't the most shocking part.
What truly caused the pupils of the Dragon Duke and Snake Crone, as well as the observing Tang San, to contract to their limits were the eight dazzling spirit rings that subsequently rose from beneath the young man's feet!
Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black, Red, Red!
Eight spirit rings! Spirit Douluo!
And the newcomer was none other than Fu Shiyan!
Leaving aside how shocked Tang San was at this moment, Fu Shiyan simulating his own appearance in Tang San's life simulation was a crucial step!
Because what faith power points could manifest were the things or people that the providers of the faith power points were convinced of in their cognition!
So, in Tang San's life simulation, the persona Fu Shiyan fabricated for himself was a hidden peerless genius of the Douluo Continent!
And the Blue Silver Tree Spirit was also something he had carefully considered. After all, to make Tang San trust him, starting from the point of his Spirit was definitely the right move!
Returning to the scene at hand.
When those eight spirit rings rose from beneath Fu Shiyan's feet—especially the last two hundred thousand year spirit rings, which looked like they were forged from a sea of blood and emitted a majestic aura that made one's very soul tremble—
"Hiss—!"
Dragon Duke Meng Shu and Snake Granny Chao Tianxiang gasped at almost the same time. The cold air felt like it carried ice shards, making their throats sting.
Their eyes instantly bulged, nearly popping out of their sockets!
The color drained from their faces in an instant, leaving only boundless horror and disbelief.
Those two blood-red spirit rings were so shocking to the eye!
Their light wasn't blinding, yet it seemed capable of swallowing light, staining the surrounding space with a faint blood-colored halo.
Just by looking at them, one could feel the terrifying power contained within, like that of a prehistoric behemoth, and the fact that they represented the fall of at least two hundred thousand year Spirit Beasts!
What kind of concept was this?
A supreme glory that few even among Titled Douluo could possess was now appearing on such a young Spirit Master!
Under the absolute light of these two blood-red spirit rings, the logic-defying thousand-year second ring and ten-thousand-year fourth ring...
...which would normally be enough to cause any Spirit Master to cry out and investigate, now truly seemed "insignificant"!
However, what caused the Dragon Duke and Snake Crone's hearts to stop and their scalps to tingle most was the figure itself!
"A... a Spirit Douluo in his twenties?!
How is this possible!"
Snake Granny's voice carried an uncontrollable tremble, like a candle flickering in the wind.
She had lived for over half a century and considered herself to have seen many geniuses, but when had she ever seen—no, she hadn't even heard of such an inconceivable existence!
Dragon Duke Meng Shu's knuckles turned white from the excessive force with which he gripped his Dragon Head Staff, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.
His throat bobbed with difficulty, feeling as if his worldview was being ruthlessly crushed.
Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao was already a unique legend in their cognition, breaking through to Titled Douluo in his forties, shaking the continent, and being hailed as the youngest Titled Douluo.
But this person before them... judging by his face, he was clearly only in his early twenties!
He was already an eight-ring Spirit Douluo! And he possessed two hundred thousand year spirit rings!
What kind of world-shaking talent was this? What kind of heaven-defying opportunity and strength? How on earth did he do it?!
When did the Douluo Continent quietly give birth to such a monster-level genius capable of overturning the existing landscape?!
Where did he come from? Which power did he belong to? Or was he the spokesperson for some ancient, hidden heritage?
Countless questions and extreme shock struck the minds of the Dragon Duke and Snake Crone like a tsunami, causing them to momentarily forget their current situation.
They just stared blankly at the young figure bathed in the light of the dazzling spirit rings, their minds a complete blank.
And Tang San, standing to the side, felt even more complex and intense emotions at this moment.
He was similarly deeply shaken by those two blood-red spirit rings; the level of power contained within them far exceeded his current imagination.
But what made his heart stir even more was the contrast between Fu Shiyan's age and cultivation, as well as... that Spirit aura from the same source as his own!
The muscles on the Dragon Duke and Snake Crone's faces twitched slightly from extreme horror.
A Spirit Douluo in his twenties? Possessing two hundred thousand year spirit rings? And his Spirit was the Blue Silver Tree, which was incredibly similar to Blue Silver Grass?
Countless thoughts flashed through their minds like lightning, finally converging into a "reasonable" explanation.
The Dragon Duke suddenly looked at the equally stunned Tang San, then at the Blue Silver Tree in Fu Shiyan's hand, and instantly "understood" everything!
No wonder! No wonder this kid was a Rank 30 quasi-Spirit Elder at only twelve years old!
No wonder his Spirit was the seemingly trash Blue Silver Grass! So that was it!
He had such a world-shaking powerhouse standing behind him!
This Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul was likely not simple Blue Silver Grass either, but a special bloodline from the same source as this Blue Silver Tree!
He and Snake Granny exchanged a glance, both seeing lingering fear in each other's eyes.
The Dragon Duke immediately restrained all his aura, and the Dragon Head Staff in his hand also lowered. He squeezed out the most sincere smile possible and bowed to Fu Shiyan, saying:
"My deepest apologies, Your Excellency! I did not know that little friend Tang San... this young talent, was actually your..."
He paused, weighing his words—was it nephew? Disciple? Or clansman? Finally, he said vaguely:
"...actually someone you value. We have offended you just now; it was truly a misunderstanding! We will leave now. This Man Faced Demon Spider's spirit ring naturally belongs to little friend Tang San."
His attitude was extremely humble, a world apart from his previous aggressive demeanor.
As for Tang San, his heart was already surging like a stormy sea!
After his recent experiences in the "life simulator," he was no longer that child from Saint Spirit Village who knew nothing about the world of Spirit Masters.
He knew clearly what a Spirit Douluo represented—a powerhouse standing at the peak of the continent!
He knew even more how world-shaking that spirit ring configuration of Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black, Red, Red was!
It completely overturned the spirit ring limit theory taught by his teacher, Yu Xiaogang!
Most importantly... Blue Silver Grass!
The Blue Silver Grass that his father, Deacon Su Yuntao, and even Teacher Yu Xiaogang had all deemed a "trash Spirit" could actually unleash such world-destroying power in this person's hands!
Although his Blue Silver Grass didn't actually look like Blue Silver Grass, but rather a Blue Silver Tree.
But there was no doubt that it was definitely related to Blue Silver Grass, just as his own Blue Silver Grass would undergo changes after he obtained a spirit ring!
A peerless genius in his twenties who had cultivated to Spirit Douluo with a Blue Silver Grass (Tree) Spirit and possessed two hundred thousand year spirit rings!
And a "Grandmaster" in his fifties, whose theories seemed profound but who was incompetent in actual combat, trapped at Rank 29 for his entire life!
The contrast was so sharp, so cruel, and so impactful as it was etched into the depths of Tang San's heart.
In the gaze he directed at Fu Shiyan, there was an involuntary hint of longing for the strong that even he hadn't noticed, as well as a re-evaluation of the possibilities of "Blue Silver Grass."
Fu Shiyan took in the fear and mental gymnastics of the Dragon Duke and Snake Crone, as well as the subtle shock and wavering in Tang San's eyes, and smiled coldly in his heart.
The first impression had been successfully planted.
Next, it was time to let this impression take root and sprout in the heart of this "Child of Destiny," transforming into the "Faith Power" he required.