Douluo Continent: The Ten Kings of Hell, I am the Emperor of the Underworld

Chapter 149 The Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King: This Item Is Destined for Me

Not long after consuming Tang Chen's soul, the new "Tang Chen" heard a commotion outside.

The Rakshasa God was quite familiar with the City of Slaughter; he knew that his location should be undisturbed by anyone.

"Go out and see."

Tang Chen took a step with his left foot, and the next moment, he fell to the ground with a thud.

"Tang San, what are you doing?"

They each had half control over the soul, but unexpectedly, they maintained the same control over Tang Chen's body as well.

Rakshasa God wanted to go out and see the world, but Tang San firmly opposed it.

Tang San hesitated for a moment, then said, "We don't know what the situation is outside, it would be too dangerous to go there rashly."

After dying once again, Tang San became extremely fearful of danger, and he was very cautious no matter what he faced, as if he were walking on thin ice.

Rakshasa God scoffed, “Trash is trash. This City of Slaughter is under my control. At most, some fallen soul masters outside are making a fuss because they can’t stand the noise. I can slap them to death with one slap.”

Tang San delayed by another second.

"Really? I don't believe it."

Rakshasa God did not offer any help when he faced Ning Qiuyang; instead, his own divine sense was taken away before Ning Qiuyang's, and he was later ambushed by Asura God.

This god held no respect whatsoever in Tang San's eyes; he was a disgrace among gods.

Tang San didn't believe a word Rakshasa God said.

Six words were enough to break through the Rakshasa God's defenses.

"I am a mighty Rakshasa God. Although I am now down on my luck and have to associate with trash like you, I am not someone that can be threatened by just any Tom, Dick, or Harry. Get out, I'm going to go out now and show you my power."

Tang San remained unmoved.

"Weren't you quite confident when facing Ning Qiuyang? I wonder whose divine sense got burned and started barking like a dog."

"Weren't you quite smug when facing the God of Asura? You thought you could interfere with his divine succession at will. I wonder who got tricked and ended up hanging out with me."

Two consecutive critical hits struck the Rakshasa God's sore spots.

Tang San and Rakshasa God's divine senses are intertwined, allowing them to share many of each other's memories.

These two things were what Rakshasa God was most ashamed of, yet Tang San pointed them out directly.

"Very well, Tang San, you're such a good-for-nothing. What are you planning to do?"

Rakshasa God could not control this body on his own and could only seek Tang San's consent.

"It's simple, just send someone out to check the situation first."

"Where is anyone? Besides us, where else is there?"

Tang San said, "Can't you control that giant bat for a short time? Just let it go out, won't that solve the problem?"

Rakshasa God had no way to deal with Tang San, who was so timid.

He could only barely manage to send the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King out to investigate the situation.

……

The fallen soul masters of the Slaughter City were at their wits' end. The Slaughter King they had been waiting for had not yet appeared, leaving them utterly desperate.

"Speed ​​up."

Ning Qiuyang gave the order.

"Yes."

Xiong Jun and Di Tian revealed their true forms. The appearance of the enormous black dragon and bear further shattered the already despairing spirits of the fallen soul masters.

"Destroy it, I'm tired, hurry up."

They were no match for Di Tian and Xiong Jun in their human forms, and once they transformed into their true forms, they could easily crush them.

The battle quickly came to an end, and the roots of the Demon King spread out, swallowing the filthy blood of the Slaughter City and transporting it back to the underworld.

"Come on, let's go in and take a look."

Ning Qiuyang was puzzled as the King of Slaughter had yet to appear.

Did they really run away when they sensed things were going badly?
Xiong Jun and Di Tian reverted to human form and followed behind Ning Qiuyang.

They hadn't gone far when they heard a whooshing sound.

"The Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King?" Ning Qiuyang asked in confusion.

Wasn't this thing parasitizing Tang Chen? Did Tang Chen manage to break free?
Without Ning Qiuyang giving any instructions, Xiong Jun directly struck the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King with a palm.

"This guy is pretty tough." Even with Xiong Jun's strength, he couldn't take down this strange bat in one hit, but he did manage to injure it.

The blood-red nine-headed bat king's eyes were filled with fear, a fear that came not only from itself, but also from Tang San and Rakshasa God behind it.

"he……"

Tang Chen's body twisted and trembled strangely.

When Tang San and Rakshasa God saw that familiar figure through the eyes of the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King, both were filled with boundless fear.

In the past, whether it was Tang San or Rakshasa God, they would definitely have wanted to take revenge on Ning Qiuyang.

But now, whenever they see Ning Qiuyang, they think of the eerie flames that caused them endless pain.

That flame seemed to be their natural nemesis; they were completely helpless against it.

"escape."

"Run away."

Tang San and Rakshasa God reached a rare consensus.

They've already become like this, living such a difficult life, why did they have to run into this person again?

"Don't rush, keep your movements small."

Even at this point, Tang San remained cautious.

"Yeah."

Rakshasa God did not refute, and the two worked together, their movements extremely discreet and subtle.

"Ning Qiuyang is still some distance away and won't find us anytime soon. Besides his place, are there any other exits?"

"Have."

Without wasting any words, the Rakshasa God headed towards the Road to Hell.

"Don't kill this thing. It has a connection to the underworld, and I still have a use for it."

Seeing that Xiong Jun's fighting spirit had been aroused, Ning Qiuyang gave an order.

The characteristics of this blood-red nine-headed bat king are quite suitable for the boundless blood sea that will soon appear in the underworld, and Ning Qiuyang plans to take it to the underworld.

"Let me do it."

Di Tian revealed his true form, his dragon body swaying as he flew towards the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King.

Xiong Jun was somewhat frustrated, but this bat was quite fast, and it was not as convenient for him to capture it alive as Di Tian.

Di Tian made his move, and this bat, whose strength was far greater than that of an ordinary 100,000-year-old soul beast, was quickly pinned to the ground by Di Tian's two dragon claws.

"My lord, this fellow has been captured."

"Okay, good job."

A smile involuntarily appeared on Di Tian's indifferent face. Finally, the master praised me for the first time.

Soon, Di Tian became aware of this change in his mindset.

Damn it, how did I end up developing into Xiong Jun too?
But to receive the Lord's approval is truly an honor!

Ning Qiuyang embarks on the road to the underworld.

"Take it to the underworld."

Thick roots tightly bound the blood-red nine-headed bat king, and the Demon King exerted his strength, dragging it along the Yellow Springs Road.

"Run, run quickly."

The Rakshasa God immediately sensed the disappearance of his connection with the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King and assumed it was dead, so he dared not delay for even a moment.

Fortunately, he truly knew the Killing City inside and out, and escaped from the Killing City along Hell Road without any delay.

"Bang~"

No sooner had Tang Chen left than he fell down again.

"What are you doing? Run away now!"

"Let's go over there, we're going to the Haotian Sect."

"Haotian Sect, what are you going there for? Are you going to see your disciples and grand-disciples, no, I should say your elders?"

"The Asura God sent us there."

"Damn it, you bastard, you beast!"

(End of this chapter)