Sun–Moon Continent.
As far as the eye could see, the land had become unrecognizable.
Endless Blue Silver Grass blanketed every inch of the continent.
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From plains to mountains, from river valleys to the ruins of ancient cities, everything had been swallowed by a rippling ocean of blue and gold.
Every leaf bore faint golden veins.
Swaying in the wind, the Blue Silver Grass did not rustle.Instead, it sang—a majestic hymn, as though billions of lifeforms were chanting in unison.
At the heart of this vast sea, atop the continent's highest peak, stood a colossal Blue Silver Grass.
It resembled no mere plant.It looked like a towering sacred tree that held up the sky.
Each leaf was the size of an island, and its cascading tendrils resembled divine chains linking the heavens and the earth.
Its entire body radiated a noble, sovereign blue-gold sheen.
This… was Lan Yu's true form—the Ninety-Nine-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor.
"Thirty thousand years have passed…"
A boundless, ancient consciousness reverberated throughout the Blue Silver Sea.
Lan Yu felt the steady convergence of faith from the four continents—Douluo Continent, Sun–Moon Continent, Heaven-Soul Continent, and Star-Luo Continent.Channelled through countless Blue Silver Grass roots and leaves, the tidal force of devotion surged into him.
This pure, majestic faith washed over his origin.
It refined him, compressed him, elevated him—until he reached the absolute peak of ninety-nine thousand years.
Now, only the thinnest barrier—fragile as cicada wings—separated him from the fabled million-year divine threshold.
Yet he could neither touch it nor dare cross it.
The Divine Realm forbids soul beasts from becoming gods.This law had been etched into the foundations of the Divine Realm since its creation.
Any soul beast attempting to ascend to the million-year divine level would be mercilessly erased by the Divine Council at the final moment.
Lan Yu had once personally witnessed the birth of the Sea God and the Angel God.
He understood more deeply than anyone:these lofty beings held a suffocating grip over Douluo Star—their backyard, their plaything.
So he could only endure.Suppress himself.Wait.
He waited for faith to accumulate to a point where he could forge his own godhood, a throne free from the Divine Realm's shackles.
When that day arrived, he would ascend as the God of Blue Silver,leading all of Douluo Star to break free from divine control,and reclaim the right to choose their own destiny.
For this, he laid out a grand plan spanning ten thousand years.He even sent an avatar into Star Dou Forest, beneath the Lake of Life, where he encountered Gu Yuena—the Silver Dragon King—gravely wounded by the Dragon God War.
Before the co-ruler of the dragon race, Lan Yu felt no fear.
He revealed his near-limitless origin of life, granting her vast quantities of vitality to mend her injuries.
They struck a pact:
The day he becomes a godshall be the day the dragon race walks beneath open skies once more.
Everything progressed according to his designs.
Until now.
A faint, wavering life signal—filled with regret, sorrow, and unwillingness—crossed the ocean, passing through sparse Blue Silver patches between Douluo and Sun–Moon Continents,struggling its way into Lan Yu's consciousness.
Is it her?
Lan Yu's divine sense trembled, and instantly locked onto the source.
Douluo Continent.The Blue Silver Empress—A Yin.
By principle, only one Blue Silver Emperor may exist on a continent at any given time.
A Yin had been the empress who naturally awakened after Lan Yu, her duty to spread the Blue Silver lineage and its faith.
Lan Yu had once descended with his divine will to personally admonish her.
Taking human form was perilous.Humans were far more deceptive and cruel than she imagined.
He advised her to remain in Sunset Forest and cultivate quietly.When the time was right, he would guide her himself.
But A Yin's heart yearned for the human world.
She ignored the unseen Emperor's warning, transformed into human shape, and ventured out on her own.
The result was the tragedy known to all.
She fell in love with the human spirit master Tang Hao—even bore him a child.
"Hmph. Foolish."
Lan Yu's divine voice carried cold ridicule.
He understood more than anyone.
During A Yin's pregnancy, her soul-beast aura leaked out and was discovered by Spirit Hall—because Tang Hao deliberately let it happen.
His goal was to force A Yin into self-sacrifice,to obtain a ten-thousand-year spirit ring and soul bone—an instant shortcut to Title Douluo.
Just as Lan Yu foresaw,A Yin sacrificed herself.
And what did Tang Hao—who claimed to love her—do afterward?
He took A Yin's original Blue Silver Grass body,left with it,and tossed it into a damp, sunless cave behind Holy Spirit Village—
a place devoid of life or sunlight year-round.
He abandoned her, offering not even the slightest chance to recover.
Then he planned to give A Yin's ten-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor right leg boneto their son, Tang San.
Heartless.Self-serving.Shameless.
Now A Yin lay in that cave, suffering until her final moments,before desperation finally drove her to contact the Blue Silver Grass nearby—her final cry for help.
Lan Yu felt only two words:
Serves you right.
He had warned her kindly—she refused to listen and walked into the trap herself.Who else could she blame?
"If you don't want to be the Blue Silver Empress,there are plenty of other grass eager for the position."
Lan Yu's icy divine will swept across the entire Douluo Continent.
As the supreme Emperor above all other Emperors,he held the authority to depose or appoint any Blue Silver Monarch.
A Yin had lost the dignity and qualification of an Empress.The throne of the Blue Silver Empress of Douluo must be replaced.
"Imperial Decree."
Lan Yu's will condensed into a sovereign command,crossing the vast ocean and descending upon every Blue Silver Grass across Douluo.
"Strip A Yin of the title of Blue Silver Empress."
Boom—!
Far away, in the dark cavern behind the waterfall of Holy Spirit Village—
A dying Blue Silver Grass trembled violently.The last faint glimmer of gold on its leaves flickered, dimmed,and vanished.
It reverted to an ordinary Blue Silver Grass—its vitality draining away.
A Yin's consciousness plunged into eternal darkness,half in despair, half in disbelief.
Meanwhile, on the other end of Douluo Continent, beside the Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Well in Sunset Forest—
A Blue Silver King who had quietly grown there for eighty thousand years,never tempted by human transformation,never straying from its nature—
suddenly quivered.
In the next instant, a majestic imperial force surged into its bloodline—like holy anointing oil.
Buzz—!
A dazzling blue-gold radiance erupted skyward.
Its form began evolving—its leaves widening, golden patterns blooming across every surface.
Its cultivation soared from eighty thousand straight to one hundred thousand.
A majestic, sovereign aura swept across Sunset Forest.
A new Blue Silver Emperor was born.