Douluo Continent: This Tang San is different

Chapter 230 Tang Chen Returns to the Haotian Sect (Part 2)

"Hao'er, how did you raise your son?" From the recorded video of the Continental Elite Tournament, Tang Chen could also see that Tang San and Tang Hao were not close. Otherwise, when Bibi Dong invited Tang San to join the Spirit Hall, he would at most have hesitated, instead of saying something like "Please conquer me".

Although regarding the matter of his great-grandson becoming the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall...

It was indeed a very delicate matter for him.

"I basically didn't take care of him much. In fact, after he hid the Clear Sky Hammer from me, I cut off all ties with him. After all, the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul can't compare to the Clear Sky Hammer, so I originally planned for him to live a peaceful life..." Tang Hao blushed a little, but still told me about his six years of decadence in Holy Soul Village.

As for Ah Yin's loss, he didn't mention it. After all, his older brother was still thinking about Ah Yin. Moreover, if people knew that he had carelessly let someone steal Ah Yin's reborn seedling, his older brother, elders, and grandfather would probably look down on him even more.

Even in the face of great disappointment, that bit of self-esteem still remains.

Fortunately, no one present, including Tang Chen, knew that a 100,000-year-old plant soul beast could be reborn from a seed after sacrificing itself... Yuehua probably wouldn't tell her older brother.

"You! You!" Tang Chen didn't know what to say, but since it had already happened, he couldn't dwell on it anymore. That would only cause discord within his own family.

"Uncle, now that you're back, why not take over the Haotian Sect again?" the Second Elder suggested excitedly. "With you here, the Haotian Sect will surely be able to regain its former glory!"

"Yes, Uncle!" the other elders echoed.

Tang Xiao also intends to relinquish his position as sect leader of the Haotian Sect.

After all, since becoming the sect leader, he had been constantly bullied by the five elders and felt that the position was not good at all. He would have been much happier as an elder.

Tang Xiao even estimated that his father might die of anger because he had been in this position for too long, often arguing with the elders, which led to his illness and was eventually triggered by Hao Di's matter... Otherwise, how could a dignified Title Douluo be so easily angered to death?

As the sect expands, there are more and more things to consider.

Hey ~

I still miss the time when I traveled with Hao Di and A Yin. If only I could go back to those days.

"The position of Sect Master of Haotian Sect should still be held by Xiao'er. Since I have already stepped down, there is no reason for me to take on the role again. Besides, my body is not at its peak condition..."

At Tang Chen's prompting, Tang Hao refined and described Tang Chen's experience of receiving the Asura God's inheritance in the City of Slaughter and getting lost during the divine trial.

"Grandpa is currently undergoing the Asura God's test, but his body has been corrupted by the blood-red nine-headed bat king, so he needs to recuperate first."

"If there were such a rare and precious medicine, the effect would certainly be even better."

The five elders immediately said they would order their sect members to search the nearby undeveloped primeval forests for a precious medicine that could repair Tang Chen's body.

"Now, our Clear Sky Sect needs to accumulate strength." If Tang Chen were at his peak, he would naturally not do this, but at this moment he has no choice but to compromise. After all, the Spirit Hall is powerful and has two peerless masters, Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong. Although the two are not on good terms, if the Clear Sky Sect directly announces its emergence from seclusion, it will inevitably attract the attention of the Spirit Hall.

His great-grandson, in particular, made the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan more inclined to the Spirit Hall. Or rather, those two sects had no direct conflict of interest with the Spirit Hall, and there were benefits to be gained. Or, given the prevailing trend, it was not impossible for them to completely submit to the Spirit Hall.

But his Haotian Sect is different; that pride must never be lost!

Moreover, Qian Daoliu and he were both old friends and mortal enemies. How could he be willing to work under the Spirit Hall?

Doesn't that mean Tang Chen is inferior to Qian Daoliu?

Absolutely not!

"We'll discuss everything after my injuries heal and I inherit the Asura God's position," Tang Chen said in a deep voice. "The Killing God Domain—whoever obtains it becomes a candidate for the Asura God. It all depends on which candidate can continuously evolve the Killing God Domain and achieve the Asura Domain... Although the City of Slaughter still exists, the fallen ones within have been wiped out by Hao'er and me. If you want to obtain the Killing God Domain, you can no longer open the Hell Road; going there is pointless."

"However, I have already completed the Eight Trials of Asura. The Asura Domain can create an illusion. Through the trial participants, I can separate a strand of Asura Domain aura and attach it to my Martial Soul. As long as it is nurtured with killing intent, there is a chance that the God of Slaughter Domain will be born."

With that, Tang Chen clenched his right hand, and a Haotian Hammer radiating endless killing intent appeared, its entire body crimson, like a branding iron.

Then, the Haotian Hammer began to melt and reform, transforming into a blood-red longsword over two meters long, covered with dark gold stripes, with strange energy flowing across it. Everyone present felt an oppressive feeling from the bottom of their hearts, and the Haotian Hammer within their bodies trembled with fear.

"This is the divine weapon I wield, and also my current martial soul: the Asura Sword!" Tang Chen introduced. "The eighth trial of the Asura God Trial is to confront one's inner self and condense one's martial soul into the form of a divine weapon."

"However, this Asura Sword is currently only a semi-divine artifact. There are two ways to fully condense it—"

"Firstly, once I truly complete the Nine Trials of Asura and attain the position of Asura God, this sword will naturally be able to condense into a true divine weapon."

"Secondly, well, let's not talk about it."

The second method is for Tang Chen to consume his own life force and cultivation to nourish the Asura Sword, allowing it to mature ahead of time and become a divine artifact.

But this is the worst possible choice.

Tang Chen would never have done that unless absolutely necessary.

But if it truly becomes a last resort, sacrificing oneself to create a divine artifact and leaving it within the Haotian Sect might one day allow the Haotian Sect to become a sacred site for divine inheritance, like Seagod Island...

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"Thank you for your help, Holy Son!"

Outside Phoenix City, Thanos and Fengxi saw Tang San and his companions off and expressed their gratitude.

"It's alright, we're just joining in the fun."

Tang San understood that before heading to Shura Town No. 9, Thanos and Feng Xi must have already scouted the area and secretly blocked it. Even the passage to the City of Slaughter was sealed off. Otherwise, Mu Tian and the others wouldn't have hidden in that church, or even confronted them head-on.

Of course, it's also possible that after becoming a Fallen Soul Master, their thought process differs from that of normal humans; they are more impulsive and easily angered, as well as extremely arrogant and insane, thus choosing to confront them head-on...

"Your Holiness, please don't say that. If you hadn't joined us, there would have been a great deal of casualties."

Thanos had experienced the terror of the Fallen, but the evil spirit masters of the Holy Spirit Cult were even more powerful. Last time, they fought the Holy Spirit Cult to a standstill.

Without the help of the Holy Son and others, even if they had won this attack, they would have suffered heavy casualties. Unlike now, there are almost no seriously injured people.

Thanos and Fengxi led the team to escort Tang San and the others for nearly a hundred miles before returning by the same route.

After traveling a hundred miles, Tang San and his companions headed towards the No. 9 Shura Town and arrived at the church where the Holy Spirit Cult had originally been located.

Inside the church, the walls were covered with eerie, blood-red patterns. Directly in front of them stood a blood-red bat statue with nine heads, cast from human bones.

Tang San summoned Wu Tong and instructed her to burn it.

Amidst the raging flames, the statue turned to ashes, which were then scattered by the blowing of the Wutong wind.

A blood-red rune appeared on the spot.

boom!

Tang San punched out, smashing a large hole that revealed an opening about seven or eight meters wide and twenty meters deep.

But twenty meters deep, there were all sorts of things: chairs, stones, trees, animals, and human corpses.

Without a doubt, this is the path to the killing city, but it has been blocked by various things.

"It stinks!" Xiao Wu pinched her nose, frowned, and fanned the air in front of her vigorously. "So Thanos and his men blocked the entrance to the City of Slaughter in this way?"

"This is the simplest method, and the stench can also prevent most Soul Masters from going down to explore... Even evil Soul Masters should have noses no different from ordinary people." Tang San let Wu Lin come out as well, and together with Wu Tong, they used the power of ice and fire to burn and destroy the debris below... In just thirty minutes, a deep passage was revealed.

Tang San jumped in first, followed closely by Xiao Wu, Guang Ling, and Lan Yinzi.

What exactly happened in the Killing City?

Why does it seem like Mu Tian is being parasitized by the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King?

What happened to the King of Slaughter?

Tang San wanted to understand all of this so he could deal with it in the future.

After falling more than a hundred meters, Tang San landed and caught Xiao Wu and Guang Ling. Lan Yinzi, who possessed the right leg bone of the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor, could fly.

"He's neglected his mother now that he has a wife!" Lan Yinzi grumbled inwardly, then felt a chill, shivered, and said, "It's a bit cold here."

This chill came from the bottom of my heart, making me feel apprehensive.

Xiao Wu and Guang Ling also trembled, but after holding onto Tang San's arms tightly and sensing that refreshing life force, they felt somewhat better.

"Don't make me eat dog food!" Lan Yinzi couldn't help but exclaim. These three had been inseparable for the past few days, making her eyelids twitch and even feel jealous.

Why is she only allowed to eat carrots?

Xiao Wu is clearly the rabbit!

"Ahem, be careful." Tang San coughed awkwardly and got down to business. "This chilling aura is the roar of souls. The City of Slaughter has become a gathering place for the dead."

This was naturally informed of by Electrolux.

In his perception, this city of slaughter was utterly silent, save for the howling of resentful souls. Yet, they could not become true undead; their sheer number trapped within, mingled together, gradually began to influence reality…

I can't stand the constant 10,000-word updates, so I'll stick to two chapters a day. Besides, when I first started writing the book, I only planned to write 700,000 words, so the book is almost finished.

(End of this chapter)