Chapter 353: Evil God Inheritance!

Tang San did not doubt his life for too long; he could be certain his location was correct, so there was only one possibility: someone had destroyed the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. But could a treasure land like the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well truly be destroyed by human power?

He dared not think too much. After erasing his tracks, he quickly left the basin. The changes to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well made him act even more cautiously. He now only wanted to quickly find a suitable Spirit Beast, hunt and absorb it, and leave as soon as possible.

The deepest part of the Poisonous Miasma Land.

Scarlet mist permeated the air.

A peculiar Spirit Beast with a tree-like lower body and a dragon-shaped vine for its upper half appeared in Tang San's field of vision. The trunk was rooted in a blood-colored pond, blood energy filled the air, and the remains of various Spirit Beasts were scattered all around.

"It really is a ten-thousand-year Spirit Beast!" A brilliant radiance erupted from the depths of Tang San's pupils, and the excitement he could not hide was visible in his eyes.

The next second, the dragon head lifted, and countless blood-colored vines shot out from the blood pool below, all shooting toward Tang San at once.

"Roar!" The dragon mouth opened to let out a roar, hoarse and strange; it was clear this Spirit Beast had already discovered Tang San's presence.

"Seventh soul skill, Dark Blue Silver Grass True Body!" Tang San immediately and decisively released his martial soul true body. The Dark Domain also opened simultaneously, black mist erupted instantly, and after a brief pause, the blood-red vines withered rapidly.

"An evil, violent aura!" Tang San wore an expression of enjoyment.

Beneath the earth, Shi Quan was also observing this dragon-shaped vine Spirit Beast.

The Mental Power of this dragon-shaped vine Spirit Beast was extremely chaotic, and it was violent and insane, not at all like a normal ten-thousand-year Spirit Beast.

It was clearly because it had devoured too many Spirit Beasts, which had affected its Soul Soul.

Furthermore, from Shi Quan's perception, the original form of this dragon-shaped vine Spirit Beast was very likely a Blue Silver Grass, but it had mutated due to being contaminated with true dragon blood. During the mutation, although its bloodline and vines were greatly enhanced, it had not developed a consciousness of its own.

Blue Silver Grass could become the most numerous plant on the continent because, in addition to its own tenacious vitality, it was also domineering. Places where Blue Silver Grass gathered rarely saw other types of plants; this was the Blue Silver Grass's own latent predatory talent. It would plunder the nutrients needed by other plants on that land to nourish itself, thereby causing other plants to lose the chance to survive.

And this Blue Silver Grass contaminated with true dragon blood had, out of instinct, plundered and devoured a large number of Spirit Beasts. Because it had not developed a presiding consciousness, as it devoured, the weak souls that were subsequently born were unable to withstand such powerful energy, and coupled with the origin impact brought by the devouring, this led to the chaotic origin of this dragon-shaped vine Spirit Beast, causing it to lose its sanity and mutate into this appearance.

"If the true dragon blood had fallen onto a high-level bloodline Spirit Beast like the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger or the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, it would be a different situation." Shi Quan narrowed his eyes, pondering to himself.

The bloodline of the Blue Silver Grass itself could be said to be the lowest level among plants; its only advantage was its sheer numbers.

The Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, however, was something that only appeared after gathering countless billions of Blue Silver Grass; the gap between the two naturally could not be compared by conventional logic.

The reason Shi Quan said this dragon-shaped vine Spirit Beast originated from Blue Silver Grass was also because he had sensed its bloodline hidden in the deepest part through the Blue Silver Emperor Tree.

Spirit Beasts like Blue Silver Grass could not survive in most Soul Beast Forests because they were too weak; both plant Spirit Beasts of the same level and wild beast Spirit Beasts of the same level were fatal to them. In the depths of such a forest, it was even more impossible for a Blue Silver Grass Spirit Beast to be born. The only explanation for the Blue Silver Grass bloodline of this dragon-shaped vine Spirit Beast was that it came from its original form.

"If that's the case, wouldn't the compatibility between this mutated dragon-shaped Blue Silver vine Spirit Beast and Tang San's Dark Blue Silver Grass have reached an unprecedented level?"

I don't know whether to praise him as truly worthy of being the fated protagonist; even after plundering most of the opportunities, he could still find such a Spirit Beast at a time like this.

With Tang San's current Dark Blue Silver Grass bloodline, if he absorbed this mutated dragon-shaped Blue Silver vine Spirit Beast, he should be able to refine all of the chaotic energy within it and also obtain a portion of the true dragon bloodline. Its strength would definitely be greatly improved, and the benefits to him would far exceed a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring of the same level, not weaker than a Beast Soul Ring.

And because of the chaotic consciousness of the mutated dragon-shaped Blue Silver vine Spirit Beast, it would also be easier to deal with in battle than other ten-thousand-year Spirit Beasts of the same level.

Blood mist and black mist intertwined.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound of the two plants colliding rang out incessantly.

The black mist condensed, suddenly turning day into night. Ink-colored light flickered continuously, and the evil aura of Devour increased rapidly.

"Roar!" The blood color on the lake surface dimmed, the Blood Vine danced, and cries of sorrow continued.

Eight rays of purple light pierced out continuously from within the black mist.

One hour later.

The black mist gradually dissipated, and a blood-colored Soul Ring floated out from the withered vines.

Tang San's exhausted face also showed a bit more excitement. He walked quickly to the front of the vine, sat down cross-legged, and guided the blood-colored Soul Ring to land on his Dark Blue Silver Grass.

The tyrannical aura surged into his body along with the violent soul power. Tang San's face soon revealed a painful expression; it was not easy to absorb these chaotic energies.

Time passed bit by bit.

After a full day and night, the aura Tang San released outside his body slowly retracted. One after another, the Soul Rings gradually merged into his body: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red—nine Soul Rings.

"This is!"

Beneath the earth, Shi Quan's expression tightened. The surrounding space suddenly solidified, as if the whole area had escaped into another dimension.

Above the earth.

Just as Tang San finished absorbing his Ninth Soul Ring, suddenly, in mid-air, a pillar of ink-colored light descended from the sky, directly enveloping Tang San. The originally ink-colored Dark Blue Silver Grass seemed to have been stimulated by something, growing rapidly like giant vine snakes, rising up. The pitch-black ink light was like an abyss, emitting countless auras of sin and depravity, dyeing the sky black.

Vaguely, one could see a huge evil phantom appearing within the black pillar of light. That phantom was very blurry, and Shi Quan did not dare to probe rashly, so he could not see its specific appearance.

Because the phantom on the ink-colored pillar of light came from the Divine Sense of a deity, judging from the aura, it was not as powerful as the auras of the Sea God or the Rakshasa God, but it was indeed a deity.

That was why Shi Quan did not dare to probe rashly; if his Divine Sense were discovered by this deity, he would be the one losing more than he gained.

The Divine Sense submerged into the center of Tang San's brow, and Tang San's expression clearly became frozen. His entire body stood motionless as if he had turned into a statue.

A look of excitement appeared in the depths of Shi Quan's eyes; Tang San truly had not disappointed him! "Evil God inheritance? Perhaps Rakshasa will know the origin of this Evil God!"

(End of chapter)