Tang Qing held the two immortal herbs and sat cross-legged in the very center of the spring.
Without the slightest hesitation, he simultaneously put the two medicinal herbs, which had completely opposite properties, into his mouth.
The next moment, a scorching heat that could burn everything and an extreme cold that could freeze the soul erupted within his body!
Tang Qing's body instantly turned half crimson and half ice blue.
"Devour".
He silently recited it in his heart.
A domineering power originating from the depths of one's bloodline suddenly awakened.
The two violent medicinal forces, like subjects of a king, instantly became docile, pulled, broken down, and fused by the devouring force, ultimately transforming into the purest energy that surged into Tang Qing's limbs and bones.
His Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, nourished by this energy, began to evolve at an astonishing speed.
He swallowed one magical herb after another.
Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum, Qiluo Tulip...
Of course, he also kept a few plants.
He only glanced at that beautiful, heartbreaking acacia flower before carefully transplanting it into a jade box.
As Tang Qing absorbed more and more immortal herbs, his aura became increasingly unfathomable.
His body, every inch of his flesh and blood, was filled with unimaginable vitality.
Her black hair moved without wind, gradually turning a brilliant azure color.
Beneath the skin, there seemed to be a green halo flowing.
Finally, when he had absorbed all the energy from the last immortal herb.
A sudden change has occurred!
At this moment, all the plants in the entire Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye began to grow wildly.
A dense, tangible green light shot up from Tang Qing's body, enveloping the entire mountain valley.
In this green light, everything comes back to life, full of vitality.
Tang Qing felt as if his consciousness had detached from his body and drifted into the endless void.
A gentle yet authoritative voice resounded from the depths of his soul.
"Successor, you have finally arrived."
Tang Qing focused his consciousness and saw a figure.
She was a woman whose beauty defies description.
She wore a long, emerald-green dress adorned with countless life-giving runes, and her bare, jade-white feet floated in the void.
Her long, dark green hair cascaded down to her ankles like the most beautiful waterfall.
Her face was flawless, and her eyes, as if containing the life of the entire universe, were gentle and compassionate.
Especially her long, beautiful legs, revealed by the slit in her long skirt, had smooth and perfect lines, radiating a holy glow, yet also carrying a fatal allure.
She simply stood there quietly, and everything around her paled in comparison.
"Who are you?"
Tang Qing's consciousness asked a question.
The woman smiled slightly, and the world seemed to brighten.
"I am the God of Life."
Also known as the God-King of Life.
One of the five great god-kings of the divine realm.
Tang Qing felt a chill run down her spine.
god.
And he was a god-king.
"My lineage consists of nine tests."
The voice of the God of Life continued to resound.
"You must complete nine tests within ten years. If you fail any test or exceed the time limit, the inheritance will fail, and you will have all memories related to the inheritance erased."
"Would you accept this?"
Tang Qing looked at her.
"accept."
The God of Life seemed satisfied with his reaction and nodded.
Those eyes, brimming with boundless vitality, gave him a deep look.
"Then, the first of the nine tests of life officially begins."
...
at the same time.
The Spirit Hall, the Papal Palace.
A figure leaned against the high papal throne.
Bibi Dong.
Today she was wearing a purple-gold papal robe, the tight cut of which perfectly accentuated her mature and voluptuous figure.
Beneath the long robe, a pair of long, beautiful legs encased in black stockings were casually crossed, their rounded curves exuding an astonishing elasticity.
She rested her chin on one hand, her stunningly beautiful face exuding a touch of languor and authority.
Just then, a cold and ancient voice suddenly rang in her mind.
"Huh?"
There was a clear hint of surprise in that voice.
"What's going on? How come the aura of that guy, Life, is in the lower realm?"
Bibi Dong's eyes instantly sharpened.
"Rakshasa God?"
She communicates through consciousness.
"What kind of life?"
The voice, referred to as that of the Rakshasa God, carried a hint of solemnity.
"The God of Life, one of the five great god-kings of the divine realm."
"A very...very troublesome guy."
"Her power is completely opposite to ours; it represents the ultimate in creation and vitality."
"In the realm of gods, she and the God of Destruction are both supreme deities, and her status is far above mine."
Bibi Dong's heart sank suddenly.
God King!
Moreover, it is an existence that is much more powerful than the Rakshasa God!
Why would she appear in the lower realm?
"It should be the initiation of divine inheritance."
The voice of the Rakshasa God grew increasingly cold and sinister.
"This is not good news."
"We, the evil camp, have always been mortal enemies with those hypocrites who advocate life and kindness."
"Bibi Dong, I command you to find the person who has received the inheritance of the God of Life, at all costs."
"Stop him before he grows up, or... kill him!"
"We must never allow the realm of gods to have another law enforcer of the life form!"
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong slowly sat up straight.
She licked her scarlet lips, and a glint of excitement and cruelty flashed in her purple eyes.
"Yes, my God."
...
Four years later.
Sunset Forest, the eye of ice and fire.
This place has long since been transformed into a secret realm of life.
A figure sat cross-legged in the center of the spring.
It was Tang Qing.
Four years have passed, and he is now twenty years old.
Having shed his youthful naiveté, his face has become increasingly handsome, with well-defined features.
His aura had completely subsided, and he was no longer as sharp and aggressive as he had been four years ago.
But upon closer inspection, one would find that with each breath he took, he seemed to be one with the life pulse of this world.
That restrained life force was tens of thousands of times stronger than it had been four years ago.
Before him, the exquisite phantom of the God of Life floated silently.
Her gaze, tinged with a hint of approval and a touch of amazement, swept over the young man before her.
"Tang Qing, your talent, even in my opinion, can be described as one in a million."
Her voice was still as beautiful as ever.
"In just four years, you have passed the first five of the nine tests in life."
"This speed has exceeded my expectations."
Tang Qing opened his eyes, looked at her emerald-like eyes, and smiled.
"Not fast enough."
He stood up.
As he moved, nine spirit rings slowly rose from beneath his feet.
Six blacks, three reds!
Each spirit ring exudes a terrifying aura that sends chills down your spine.
His own soul power had reached a terrifying level of ninety-seven!
(End of chapter)