Douluo Dalu: The Goddesses Know My Secrets

Chapter 340: Hostility from the Blue Silver Forest, the Blue Silver King’s Killing Intent



Chapter 340: Hostility from the Blue Silver Forest, the Blue Silver King’s Killing Intent

The Tang father and son trekked through the dense forest for another half a day.

The terrain beneath their feet gradually leveled out, and the surrounding trees began to take on a different appearance.

The tall trees gradually thinned out, replaced by a type of deep blue vine-like plant.

They sprouted from the ground, winding their way up the trunks of giant trees; the hanging vines wove into an airtight curtain, completely obscuring the view ahead.

Alarm bells rang softly in Tang San’s heart.

After walking for so long, he hadn’t even seen the shadow of a single Spirit Beast.

Not even a single ten-year-old Rabbit-type Spirit Beast was in sight.

This was simply impossible deep within the Star Dou Great Forest.

Just as he was about to speak, a strange palpitation suddenly surged from his palm.

His right hand uncontrollably began to glow with a blue light.

His Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul emerged on its own without being summoned.

Slender blades of grass sprouted from his palm, swaying gently as if bowing in respect to some existence.

!!!

Tang San’s pupils dilated slightly.

He could sense that the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul within him possessed something indefinable that wasn’t there before.

No, it was more than just vitality.

It was a kind of joy bordering on a pilgrimage.

Every slender leaf was trembling, as if a wanderer who had been away for years had caught the scent of the soil from his hometown.

"Father."

Tang San clenched his glowing right hand. "What exactly is this place?"

Tang Hao stopped and raised his hand to pull back his hood.

His face emerged from the shadows.

His stubble was dark and messy, his eye sockets deeply sunken, and his skin was rough and flushed; he looked much older than his actual years.

Only his gaze still retained a hint of the sharpness from years ago.

He looked at the sea of forest before him, woven entirely of Blue Silver Grass, with unnamable emotions swirling in his eyes.

There was nostalgia, pain, and regret—along with an extremely faint, almost imperceptible tenderness.

"The Blue Silver Forest."

His voice sounded like gravel rolling in a coarse ceramic jar, raspy and low. "This is the place your mother left for you."

"Mother?!"

Tang San’s heart shook violently.

Tang Hao rarely spoke about his mother.

He only knew that she had left when he was very young; since his father refused to say more, he hadn’t pressed for answers.

But at this moment, looking at the faintly blue-glowing forest, an unprecedented palpitation welled up from the depths of his heart, and every part of his body felt saturated by that gentle blue.

It felt like—coming home.

"Are you saying..."

Tang San’s voice tightened slightly. "My Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul... is related to this forest?"

"It is."

Tang Hao set off. "It’s deeply related."

Without further explanation, he walked straight toward the Blue Silver Forest.

Tang San took a deep breath and followed closely.

As he drew closer, Tang San finally saw the true appearance of this forest.

The thinnest of those vines were as thick as an arm, while the thickest rivaled the trunks of century-old trees.

Countless vines intertwined to form a three-dimensional, deep blue World.

The ground was covered with dense Blue Silver Grass; stepping on it felt soft and elastic, like walking on a thick velvet carpet.

Tang San looked down at his feet.

The fine grass was emitting a faint blue shimmer, like millions of fireflies merging into a sea of stars in the darkness.

And the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul in his palm swayed even more joyfully.

"In this World, there is likely no other place besides here that can solve the issues with your Blue Silver GrassBloodline."

Having said this, Tang Hao was about to lead Tang San into the forest.

"Rumble—"

The ground shook violently.

Countless stalks of Blue Silver Grass erupted from the ground without warning.

Each one was as thick as a baby’s arm, with tips as sharp as spears, letting out a piercing whistle as they cut through the air.

They surged from all directions, instantly weaving into a massive net that blotted out the sky and descended upon the father and son.

Tang Hao’s reaction was lightning-fast; he released his Spirit the very instant the Blue Silver Grass surged.

The Clear Sky Hammer appeared in his palm out of thin air, its body as black as ink with blood-red patterns winding around it, emitting a suffocating pressure.

He swung the hammer with one hand; as the wind from the hammer swept past, the foremost seven or eight stalks of Blue Silver Grass were smashed to pieces, sending debris flying.

However, even more Blue Silver Grass surged forward to fill the gaps, swarming in from all directions.

"!!!"

Tang San was momentarily startled by this sudden turn of events.

He immediately forced himself to stay calm.

He channeled his spirit power, and dozens of Blue Silver vines sprouted from his right palm, weaving into a shield in front of him.

But the moment his Blue Silver Grass touched those of the Blue Silver Forest, fine cracks appeared on the surface of his vines before they snapped, letting out a groan of strain.

Though both were Blue Silver Grass, the difference in quality was like an insurmountable chasm.

"Father, why are they attacking us?"

Tang San shouted in shock while desperately defending himself.

Tang Hao’s face was as grim as iron.

The Clear Sky Hammer swung incessantly in his hands, clearing a large swath of Blue Silver Grass with every strike.

But no matter how exquisite his hammer technique, the range he could clear was ultimately limited.

The number of Blue Silver Grass stalks was endless, growing more numerous the more he smashed them, trapping the two of them in layer upon layer.

He was even more confused than Tang San.

Little San was Ah Yin’s child, with the Blue Silver EmperorBloodline flowing through his veins.

Logically, the Blue Silver Grass of the Blue Silver Forest should have been exceptionally close to Little San, just as a wanderer returning home should be embraced by his native land.

But what was this?

Instead of being friendly, the Blue Silver Grass had launched a merciless slaughter.

Furthermore, the intensity and density of the attacks were constantly rising.

Tang Hao gritted his teeth, preparing to release a stronger Spirit Ability.

The Blue Silver Grass in front suddenly parted to both sides.

A massive figure slowly moved out from the depths of the forest.

It was also a stalk of Blue Silver Grass, but its size was mind-bogglingly large.

The main trunk’s diameter exceeded three meters, and its thick branches stretched out like the arms of a giant.

A face emerged on the upper part of the trunk—with coarse features, deep eye sockets, and thick lips, it looked like a rough stone statue’s face, yet it carried a heart-pounding majesty.

The Blue Silver King!

An eighty-five-thousand-year-old Blue Silver King!

The human face slowly turned toward Tang San and Tang Hao, its lips moving to emit a deep, cold voice: "Humans, entry into the Blue Silver Forest is forbidden."

The voice vibrated through the air with a low hum.

The Blue Silver Grass on the ground swayed in unison with the voice, a scene both eerie and spectacular.

Tang Hao gripped the Clear Sky Hammer and looked up at the Blue Silver King. "Blue Silver King! Do you no longer recognize me? I am Tang Hao!"

There was no reaction on the Blue Silver King’s face.

Tang Hao gritted his teeth and pointed at Tang San. "He is Little San, Ah Yin’s child."

"He possesses the Blue Silver EmperorBloodline. Can your Blue Silver Forest not even sense that?"

The face on the Blue Silver King’s thick branch slowly turned toward Tang San.

Those woodenly carved eye sockets seemed to gaze at Tang San for a moment—but only for a moment.

It said nothing.

In the next instant, one of the Blue Silver King’s thick branches reared high.

"Whoosh!"

It whipped toward Tang San with a piercing whistle.

That branch was as thick as an adult’s waist, and the force of its strike could smash a giant boulder into powder.

(End of Chapter)

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