Chapter 355: Tang Chen

Feeling Tang Chen's constantly reviving aura, the power within Shi Quan's body also condensed continuously, and powerful Mental Power gathered into his sword.

The strange red light permeating Tang Chen's body was actually Asura God Power; Shi Quan was naturally clear about this, and he had always kept his own power controlled within the limit of level ninety-nine, as he did not want to attract the attention of the Asura God.

Seeing that the timing was right!

The Dragon Spine Xuanyuan in Shi Quan's hand finally moved, and his powerful Mental Power slashed out along with the Xuanyuan!

At the very moment Shi Quan launched his attack, the Slaughter King's eyes actually lit up. Sensing the pressure all around, red light surged out from his palms, which had recovered from their claw-like shape to become broad. A red phantom filled with infinite killing intent flashed behind him, and the red light in his palms ferociously condensed into the shape of a hammer—a huge red hammer, a giant hammer shining with countless magnificent Magic Patterns. Strangely, after the giant hammer appeared, it changed rapidly; in the blink of an eye, the hammer body seemed to melt, transforming into a blood-colored giant sword over two meters in length.

Tang Chen gripped the sword with both hands, advancing instead of retreating, his entire body's red light fused into one, and he swung the heavy sword from bottom to top with the momentum of lifting fire to the sky.

From Tang San's perspective, he could only see a dazzling golden light colliding with a blinding blood-colored light.

Boom—

Gold and blood-red fused in an instant and then suddenly erupted. Tang San only felt a massive energy like a landslide or a tsunami erupting in mid-air!

With the two of them as the center, the space within a radius of several hundred meters collapsed and tore apart; the plants, soil, and rocks on the ground simply disappeared—not turned into ashes, but just vanished into thin air.

"So strong!" Tang San's heart tightened. Fortunately, he was over a thousand meters away from the battlefield; otherwise, the fluctuations from that single strike would have exposed his presence.

"And was that the Clear Sky Hammer just now?" Tang San recalled the blood-colored giant hammer that had appeared in the Slaughter King's hand. This was clearly the Clear Sky Hammer, but strangely, it had turned into a sword in the end, which made him feel exceptionally puzzled.

In the sky, the golden figure and the blood-colored figure separated violently, the radiance on both figures still intense.

"To think there is such a powerful junior in this world!?" Tang Chen's aged and heavy voice came through, filled with undisguised appreciation and surprise. "Young man, there should be no hatred between us. Shall we stop and have a talk?"

Shi Quan looked at Tang Chen before him indifferently. "You are not the Slaughter King, or rather, the Slaughter King that was Parasitism-ing your body has already been killed by me. You are the true master of this body now, aren't you?"

"Young man, you are right." Tang Chen nodded. "If it weren't for your help, I would still be trapped in evil thoughts and unable to wake up, so I must thank you."

"It's just that this broken body of mine..." Tang Chen seemed to think of something, his expression becoming extremely painful. Two lines of blood tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. After a long while, he wiped away the blood tears and said slowly, "... I fear I cannot repay you."

Shi Quan looked at Tang Chen with burning eyes, pretending not to recognize him, and continued to ask, "So who are you!"

"Hahaha, who am I?" Tang Hao laughed miserably. "So many years have passed, my name has long since become a thing of the past. You may call me Tang Chen!"

"Tang Chen!?" Tang San widened his eyes, his pupils filled with disbelief. "Great-grandfather? The Slaughter King is my great-grandfather!"

"Doesn't that mean I can now join forces with my great-grandfather to keep Shi Quan here?" But Tang San quickly calmed down.

After all, his current identity was special. If Tang Chen could not accept his status as a Fallen Spirit Master and decided to uphold righteousness by destroying his own kin, then he would just be going out to his death.

In the blink of an eye, Tang San decided to observe for a while longer.

Shi Quan smiled and raised the sword in his hand. "So it is the Clear Sky Douluo Tang Chen, known as invincible on land?"

"Young man, I didn't expect you to know me." Tang Chen narrowed his eyes. Having lived for so many years, how could he not see the change in Shi Quan's expression? He looked at Shi Quan and continued, "Do you have a grudge against the Clear Sky Sect?"

"Grudge?" Shi Quan chuckled. "Tang Hao once tried to assassinate me, but he was killed by me in return. Does that count?"

Tang Chen's expression froze, and he gripped the Asura Demon Sword in his hands a little tighter.

If it were anyone else, that would be that, but Tang Chen had a very deep impression of Tang Hao. In his view, Tang Hao was the one with the most hope of inheriting his mantle. Such a genius, logically speaking, should already be the Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect; how could he go to assassinate a junior like this?

"Hao'er is not that kind of person!" Tang Chen's voice was exceptionally low.

"So what?"

"But if you really killed Hao'er, I cannot let you go. Yet you saved me..." Tang Chen shook his head bitterly, the light in his eyes gradually dimming. He let out a long sigh, shook his head, and closed his eyes in pain. "You go."

Shi Quan gave a cold snort. Tang Chen was unwilling to make a move, and he was not prepared to strike either. The poison of the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King had long since eroded Tang Chen's body; his body was now in tatters.

It was better when he was the Slaughter King. The energy in his body was not yet too massive, and the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King was controlling his body, so he could still maintain his life.

But now, Tang Chen could not support the massive level ninety-nine soul power and the partial inheritance power of the Asura God within his body; death was only a matter of time.

Therefore, he only needed to erase the evil soul of the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King, and that would be enough to be fatal to Tang Chen.

In the original story, it was Tang San who, by chance, used the power of the Sea God's Light to erase the evil thoughts of the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King and helped Tang Chen regain consciousness. But now, Tang San had not inherited the position of Sea God, and Tang Chen remained restricted by the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King.

Shi Quan had come here specifically to grant Tang Chen release, so that Tang Chen could relinquish the inheritance power of the Asura God sooner and send it to Zhu Zhuqing.

It was also a good opportunity to take Tang San into Slaughter City. Anyway, everyone in Slaughter City was a villain; if Tang San killed them, so be it. As long as Tang San didn't go around doing evil, raising him for a bit was fine.

Tang Chen looked at Shi Quan in the distance, his figure slowly landing on the ground. After a long while, confirming that Shi Quan had left, he looked toward Tang San's direction and said, "Come out."

Tang San, a thousand meters away, paused, still holding his position and not moving.

Seeing that there was no movement from the other side, Tang Chen slowly raised the Asura Demon Sword in his hand again. "If you don't come out, don't blame me for being impolite."

Seeing this, Tang San hurriedly emerged from the darkness. "Great-grandfather."

Upon hearing this, Tang Chen's eyes froze, staring fixedly in Tang San's direction.

To avoid alerting Tang Chen, Tang San deliberately slowed down the speed of his soul power condensation. A thread-like black light gradually took shape on his left hand. The Clear Sky Hammer, engraved with the Magic Patterns of the Killing God Domain, was gripped tightly in his palm.

When he saw the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's hand clearly, the blood light around Tang Chen's body fluctuated violently, and he trembled as he said, "You... you are... a disciple... of the Clear Sky... Sect... Whose child... are you?"

"My father is Tang Hao..." Tang San said with grief and indignation.

"You are Hao'er's child."

"Great-grandfather, you must seek justice for my father!" Tang San knelt on the ground with a thud.

Tang Chen wanted to step forward to help Tang San up, but when the blood light on his body reached Tang San, a deep sorrow flashed in his eyes. He only supported him in the air with his hands. "Get up quickly, tell me what exactly happened..."

Tang San then told Tang Chen about himself and Tang Hao one by one, naturally including some self-embellishment.

"Sigh, if that is the case, this Shi Quan is indeed a genius, but it is a pity that Hao'er ended up in such a state." Tang Chen's old tears flowed.

"Great-grandfather, you and I can definitely join forces to avenge my father!"

Tang Chen looked at Tang San blankly, unable to speak for a long time. Finally, he let out a long sigh and said, "Little San, from my previous exchange with him, Shi Quan's strength is already at the limit. Even if you and I join forces, I am not certain I can kill him."

"Great-grandfather, is his strength really that strong?" Tang San asked unwillingly.

"Little San, you don't understand, my time is running out."

"How can this be? Could it be because of Shi Quan!?" Tang San's eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and his whole person looked exceptionally crazy.

"It is not because of him. This is my own problem." Tang Chen shook his head. "Little San, you have taken a simpler path than him. The inheritance trials of a god are by no means simple, especially the evil god within you. You must be careful and more careful; you must never be controlled by power."

"Great-grandfather, I don't quite understand."

Tang Chen explained: "You and I are both people chosen by gods. As long as we pass the trials of the god, we can inherit the god's power. It is just that I failed. Of course, there is another path to becoming a god, which is to rely on one's own power, but this path requires gathering Faith Power for thousands of years to have a chance to become a god. This path is undoubtedly difficult."

"That Shi Quan has the aura of Faith Power on him; I speculate that he is taking the second path."

"With your talent, you have the opportunity to inherit the power of a god, so you must work hard. At the same time, do not lower your guard; remember not to lose yourself during the trials."

"Great-grandfather, I will certainly keep that in mind."

Tang Chen sighed deeply, then earnestly explained to Tang San in detail some matters regarding godhood, among which news of the Sea God was naturally included. Speaking to the end, Tang Chen reached into his bosom. He fished out a small golden hammer; both ends of the small hammer were inlaid with a black gemstone, looking extremely exquisite.

"Little San, this is the token of the Chief Elder of our Clear Sky Sect. With it, the Elder Hall will be entirely at your command. You have the authority to depose the Sect Master and decide major sect affairs. Although your power is evil, in my view, whether power is evil or righteous does not lie in the power itself, but in the user. Great-grandfather believes you are a kind child, so I entrust the future of the Clear Sky Sect to you."

"She is still waiting for me. I must go see her one last time. I owe her too much; even though I failed to fulfill my promise to her, I must go see her."

As he spoke, he tossed the small golden hammer to Tang San. Then he rose into the air, ascending into the high sky like a blood-colored giant bird. In an instant, he turned into a blood-colored meteor and vanished from Tang San's line of sight.

Tang San stared blankly at the direction in which Tang Chen had departed, his heart filled with sorrow. He knew that after this parting, he would likely never have another day to see his great-grandfather again. However, being able to accompany his beloved before his death, he also felt happy for his great-grandfather.

He himself could only remain alone; his beloved and his kin had all left him, leaving only him behind, solitary and alone.

Thinking of these things, Tang San's expression could not help but become somewhat twisted. Only after a long while did he gradually calm down, putting the small golden hammer into his Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges. He rose into the air and flew toward the direction of Slaughter City.

He had previously asked his great-grandfather how he had discovered his presence; Tang Chen said it was because he had sensed the Killing God Domain within him that he had discovered his presence.

In this way, Shi Quan should not be aware that he had just been hiding nearby.

With his great-grandfather's prestige, neither the Wuhun Empire nor Shi Quan would dare to rashly probe the situation in Slaughter City. Coupled with the characteristic that one can only enter but never leave Slaughter City, even if he were to slaughter everyone in Slaughter City, no one would discover it.

Looking at the familiar tavern before him, the depths of Tang San's eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty light.

The Dark Domain unfolded along with the Killing God Domain, instantly shrouding the entire tavern. At the same time, the nine Soul Rings of the Dark Blue Silver Grass rose instantly, and the Dark Blue Silver Grass was quietly released, turning into countless vines that wrapped around the tavern.

"Ah..." Following a series of shrill screams, the Dark Blue Silver Grass vines in the tavern gradually dissipated. The entire tavern was silent, with only skeletons remaining.

"This is just the beginning!" After Tang San finished absorbing the guests of the tavern, the bloodthirst on his face grew even more intense. His scarlet gaze stared fixedly at the entrance of Slaughter City, the depths of his eyes filled with excitement.

To him, these Fallen Spirit Masters and wicked people already had a path to death, and his devouring and hunting of them was entirely acting on behalf of heaven.

Watching Tang San disappear into the entrance of Slaughter City, the hidden Shi Quan finally nodded in satisfaction and revealed his figure.

The number of people in Slaughter City is not small; almost all of them are extremely wicked people who were forced into a dead end by the Spirit Hall. There is no shortage of experts among them, but in Slaughter City, Tang San possesses the Killing God Domain. Without the Slaughter King, no one in the entire Slaughter City would be a match for Tang San.

Moreover, the blood pool beneath Slaughter City has accumulated over who knows how many years, containing extremely vast evil energy. This energy should be enough to help Tang San reach level ninety-nine.

It is just unclear whether the Asura God would allow a human like Tang San to cause such a ruckus in his godhood inheritance. However, the God Realm has regulations that godhoods cannot interfere in the affairs of the Lower Realm. Even if Asura is displeased, logically he would not move against Tang San. After all, he is Asura, possessing the duty to judge the gods and the task of managing the God Realm and maintaining the rules; he would absolutely not violate the rules.

If there are no accidents, the next time Tang San leaves Slaughter City, he will appear in the world with another identity, and that is: a god!

(End of this chapter)