Douluo Continent: Dragon's Journey Across the World

Although Yang Ping'an's mental sea experienced an anomaly, it was only a fleeting moment for Yang Ping'an in reality.

Yang Ping'an's gaze seemed to glaze over for a moment, but he quickly regained his clarity.

On the other side, Tang Chen seemed to be in a much worse state. His body seemed to have reached its limit, and his soul power was beginning to decline rapidly. At this moment, he was kneeling on the ground, spitting out blood and panting heavily. Judging from the situation, he probably wouldn't live much longer.

Especially after the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King left his body, his entire body seemed to age countless years instantly, turning into an old man with white hair, no longer possessing the aura of a Limit Douluo.

Yang Ping'an smiled slightly and said calmly, "Tang Chen, is this Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King part of your scheme? You underestimate me too much."

"This guy was able to scheme against you back then because he took advantage of your greed and your obsession with the Asura God Trial. I'm not a second you, and I'm not so easily fooled."

Tang Chen's eyes seemed to show disbelief: "How is this possible? No matter how strong you are, you can't withstand the full force of my Asura Demon Sword without any reaction. At the very least, this blood-red nine-headed bat king will invade your mental sea."

Yang Ping'an smiled contemptuously: "I didn't expect you to place all your hopes on this blood-red nine-headed bat king. It seems I overestimated you. The dignified ancestor of the Haotian Sect is so unrealistic."

"Have you forgotten something? Whether you're a human or a Soul Master, you need to be self-reliant. Only what you can truly control is your own ability. What level of strength can a parasitic Soul Beast possibly reach?"

Tang Chen stood up shakily, a bitter smile seemingly appearing on his lips: "How could I not know that Soul Masters need to be self-reliant? I don't need a junior like you to lecture me on that. But you haven't experienced the kind of pain I went through, nor have you gone through the arduous training and battles I went through. You can't possibly understand me."

Yang Ping'an smiled and said, "Really? I'm really sorry, my innate soul power is only half a level. Compared to geniuses like you, I have more scheming and I understand the pain of cultivation better than you."

"As for your petty schemes, they are far too simplistic and laughable compared to the meticulous calculations I made during my journey as a Soul Master."

Tang Chen seemed somewhat puzzled: "Why can't the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King parasitize you, or even delay or seriously injure you?"

Yang Ping'an said calmly, "Perhaps I am much stronger than you think, or perhaps you are really too old to understand the changes in the world of Soul Masters."

"Hahaha!"

Tang Chen suddenly burst into laughter, and after laughing for a full half minute, he finally spoke: "Yang Ping'an, you may be very strong, but for the sake of Haotian Sect, I will severely injure you even if it means my death."

All nine spirit rings on Tang Chen's body suddenly shattered, and countless violent energies seemed to surge into the Clear Sky Hammer, making the entire Clear Sky Hammer incredibly huge, like a giant mountain.

Tang Chen's attack was a desperate gamble, resulting in all nine rings exploding simultaneously. It seems he knew he was doomed and wanted to make one last desperate attempt.

In particular, Tang Chen's Clear Sky Hammer seemed to possess boundless power, and the entire space seemed to be suppressed. Even Yang Ping'an felt an immense burden on his body, as if his entire body had been frozen in place.

Yang Ping'an said calmly, "Fine, since you want to die, I'll send you on your final journey. That will do justice to your reputation as the invincible ruler of the land."

In an instant, eight soul bones seemed to appear on Yang Ping'an's body, and all the soul bones seemed to merge into one, forming a huge suit of armor.

At the same time, Yang Ping'an's entire body turned completely black, even emitting an incredibly powerful black aura, while displaying three red, one black, and four red spirit rings. Even Tang Chen was extremely surprised by Yang Ping'an's spirit ring configuration.

"The bone dragon emerges from the sea, soars through the sky, roams freely, rises three levels high, and is followed by the wind."

Yang Ping'an's expression turned serious. His sixth spirit ring flashed, and the entire world seemed to tremble. The space that was originally shrouded by the Great Sumeru Hammer seemed to sway. A huge array appeared between heaven and earth, and a huge bone dragon with a length of more than 300 meters appeared in the array, which vaguely enveloped Yang Ping'an within a few hundred meters. It roared at the countless light circles that attacked, and the sound of the dragon's roar seemed to resound throughout the heavens and earth.

This was Yang Ping'an's full-force use of his sixth spirit skill, Bone Transformation Dragon. This move could summon the full power of an Abyss Bone Dragon at the Limit Douluo level, with its spatial attributes and defense almost reaching the limits of this world, and it was both offensive and defensive.

The enormous bone dragon charged straight at the Haotian Hammer, which descended from the sky like a mountain, displaying its power and indomitable spirit.

Yang Ping'an's Bone Transformation Dragon and Tang Chen's Great Sumeru Hammer collided in mid-air, causing the entire space to seem to begin to crack. The two mountains shook violently, countless rocks were turned into dust, and the entire mountain showed signs of collapsing.

After an unknown amount of time, the space gradually returned to calm. A trace of blood trickled from the corner of Yang Ping'an's mouth. Tang Chen's full-power Great Sumeru Hammer was indeed powerful enough, worthy of being called the number one divine skill in Douluo Continent.

Tang Chen, on the other side, was currently in a crater several hundred meters in diameter. He could only stand up by supporting his body with the Asura Demon Sword, and his eyes seemed to be filled with indomitable spirit and determination.

At this moment, Tang Chen did not vomit blood, and even looked no different from an ordinary person. But in just an instant, his whole body seemed to begin to crack, with countless cracks appearing on his skin. Even his bones and soul bones were shattered.

Even so, Tang Chen seemed to use his last bit of stubbornness and pride, standing there even when he was lifeless, as if to show his lifelong indomitable spirit and pride.

Yang Ping'an couldn't help but sigh and bow slightly in greeting.

Whether as an enemy or a junior, Yang Ping'an showed a hint of respect at this moment.

Tang Chen can be considered the most brilliant star in the Soul Master world in the past thousand years, without exception. As an ordinary Soul Master, he did not have as many immortal herbs as Yang Ping'an, nor did he have the divine inheritance of Qian Daoliu and Poseidon, nor did he have twin martial souls.

However, with his unparalleled talent, he cultivated to the Limit Douluo level on his own, and single-handedly brought the Clear Sky Sect to unprecedented glory, making him truly the number one in the world.

Yang Ping'an sometimes thought that with Tang Chen's strength and talent, he might be more suitable for inheriting the title of God of Asura than Tang San. If Tang Chen were to become the God of Asura, perhaps the Clear Sky Sect could truly remain standing for ten thousand years, and even become the pinnacle of the Soul Master world like the Spirit Hall.

Especially when comparing Tang Chen and Tang San, Tang San relied more on the various unique skills of the Tang Sect in his previous life, and later on the inheritance of the Clear Sky Sect and the Sea God, while Tang Chen created the Great Sumeru Hammer, a divine skill. He was stronger in terms of creativity, and Yang Ping'an could not create such a divine skill in the short term.

As a gentle breeze swept by, Tang Chen's entire body seemed to turn to dust, leaving no trace of him in the world.

Yang Ping'an smiled calmly. Compared to Qian Daoliu and Poseidon, Yang Ping'an admired Tang Chen more. Unfortunately, no matter how you look at it, it seems that he and Tang Chen are mortal enemies.

With Tang Chen's fall, the Clear Sky Sect will no longer have a Limit Douluo to guard it. No matter how strong Tang Xiao and the others are, or how many Title Douluos they have, they will be nothing more than ants under Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu.

Yang Ping'an carefully sensed it and found it strange. As the biggest hidden danger of the Clear Sky Sect, he could never sense Tang San's presence. It was as if Tang San had disappeared without a trace. Especially since he had killed Tang Chen, Tang San did not appear, or even launch a sneak attack on him, which was quite strange.

"Tang Chen, it seems you've planned this all along. Not only have you hidden Tang San well, but you probably have other schemes as well. Unfortunately, the gap between your strength and mine is too large, so all your schemes are in vain."

"For my future safety, and to avoid being schemed against in the future, perhaps I should let the Clear Sky Sect completely annihilate Tang San."

In the City of Slaughter, Tang San suddenly opened his eyes and let out a deafening roar. His aura seemed to have reached its peak, and his eyes were filled with resentment.

There seemed to be a red figure inside Tang San's body. This was the Asura God Power that Tang Chen had passed on to him, which was also the divine power that Tang Chen had obtained when he participated in the Asura God Trial.

At this moment, Tang San felt as if the Asura God Power had completely lost its restraint. The connection between the Asura God Power and the outside world seemed to have completely disappeared, which meant that his great-grandfather Tang Chen had perished.

Over the past few years, Tang Chen has gone to great lengths for Tang San, not only taking him to search for 100,000-year-old soul beasts in the Star Dou Great Forest, but also teaching him all the self-created soul skills of the Clear Sky Sect, which greatly increased Tang San's strength.

But now Tang Chen has fallen, and everyone who cared about Tang San has fallen: his father, Xiao Wu, his great-grandfather—all of them died at the hands of the enemy.

Tang San seemed to have no more attachments, and his whole being seemed to have become incredibly crazy.

"Now that all my relatives are dead, Bibi Dong and Yang Ping'an, I will send you two to hell with me."

With a loud roar, all the Blue Silver Grass on Tang San's body seemed to fly out, each blade turning completely blood red. The Asura God Power seemed to gradually merge into the Blue Silver Grass, making Tang San's Blue Silver Grass extremely bloodthirsty, and even driving Tang San to madness.

Under the frenzied influence of the Crimson Blue Silver Grass, the remaining Fallen Ones in the Killing City seemed to be enveloped by it, their flesh, bones, and even souls being devoured in an instant.

As countless fallen souls perished, the entire hellish killing field, devoured by the crimson and blue silver grass, became a living hell.

As the stench of blood grew stronger, the original hellish killing field seemed to tremble, and the entire hellish killing field began to gradually collapse, eventually forming a huge blood-red bat mark.

Tang San felt as if he had lost weight, seemingly drawn by the special attraction of the Hell Slaughter Arena, and arrived in a strange space. It resembled an altar, with a long road leading to Hell Road.

Under Tang Chen's various arrangements, Tang San eventually arrived at the Road to Hell, which may have been Tang Chen's true purpose.

On the Two Peaks Mountain, Yang Ping'an stared at the Asura Demon Sword in front of him, a hint of longing in his eyes. After all, this was a true super artifact, and also the inherited artifact of the Asura God.

Just then, the Asura Demon Sword, which had been standing quietly, seemed to be affected by some power and turned into a red light, trying to leave the place quickly.

Yang Ping'an was also taken aback: "Tang Chen's remaining power? I didn't expect that before he died, Tang Chen would actually use his last strength to try to send away the Asura Demon Sword. Isn't that underestimating me a bit?"

Yang Ping'an flashed and instantly appeared in front of the flying Asura Demon Sword, his right hand grabbing at the sword like a dragon claw.