Douro Continent

Chapter 626 King of Slaughter? Great-Grandfather?

His all-out attack was easily shattered by his opponent's fiery strike, while the only change to his opponent was that his knees and below sank into the ground. The huge crater was caused by the explosive energy generated when the trident and longsword collided, as well as the force generated when Tang San and the King of Slaughter deflected the opponent's energy impact.

With just one clash, Tang San was utterly defeated, even the Trident of the Sea God was knocked from his grasp. Since his childhood when he began cultivating soul power, Tang San had never experienced such a crushing defeat. Even when Xiao Wu sacrificed herself to save him, she was surrounded and attacked by many. But the King of Slaughter before him was alone, and had even shattered his divine weapon.

Tang San couldn't understand why the King of Slaughter, who had been completely within his calculations, had become so powerful after being enveloped by the light of the Sea God, to the point that he was completely unable to resist it.

It wasn't just his soul power that was formidable, but also the sword in his hand. Tang San believed that even the Sea God Douluo Poseidon wouldn't have been able to withstand his previous all-out attack so easily. The Slaughter King before him was not only no less powerful than Poseidon, but the sword in his hand also seemed to be no less powerful than his own Sea God Trident. That's why he had suffered such a crushing defeat.

However, despite being severely injured, Tang San had a feeling that although his opponent had initially been able to deliver a stronger impact, the King of Slaughter seemed to have held back later, preventing the sharpest energy from piercing his body. Otherwise, he would probably have been killed by now.

Tang San, who always meticulously planned every detail of his battles, was now in complete disarray. He could endure the physical pain, but the profound sense of defeat and helplessness was excruciating. He had never felt this way before; even when facing powerful opponents, he was always confident and determined to find a way to contend with them. However, the sudden surge in the King of Slaughter's strength and the current situation filled him with despair.

Regret was pointless now. Tang San's only thought was how to protect Xiao Wu after he was killed. Perhaps there was a way to help Xiao Wu revive within the Ruyi Treasure Pouch while he was being killed, after all, his true strength had already reached the Title Douluo level.

As Tang San's thoughts were in turmoil, the voice of the King of Slaughter rang out, "This is the power of the Sea God. Why is the Sea God's Trident in your hands? Do you know Poseidon?"

His voice had changed drastically compared to before. It was no longer sharp and sinister, but had become old and deep, sounding more like a dignified elder than a middle-aged man.

Hmm? Tang San was a smart man after all. Although he had suffered a huge blow, hearing the change in the King of Slaughter's voice rekindled hope in his previously despairing heart. He released his soul power, propelling his body out of the surrounding earth and rocks. The force of stepping into the deep pit aggravated his injuries, causing him to spit out another mouthful of blood. But he immediately straightened his back, never forgetting his father's teachings.

The King of Slaughter was indeed different from before. Although his entire body still radiated a blood-red glow, his eyes had become exceptionally clear. His deep gaze was fixed on Tang San, revealing contemplation and complex emotions. It felt as if he had just awakened from a deep dream.

"You also know Senior Poseidon?" Tang San asked with a puzzled look. He had no intention of running away. The strength of the person in front of him was in no way inferior to Poseidon's, and the heavy sword in his hand was a powerful weapon that Poseidon did not possess. Even with the invisibility effect of the Vast Ocean Protector, it would be impossible to escape from him.

A deep sorrow flashed in the King of Slaughter's eyes. "So many years have passed, I don't even know how many years have gone by myself. Is she alright?"

Tang San said calmly, "I don't know whether to say she's good or bad. Who exactly are you?"

"Who am I? Who am I? Hahahaha..." The King of Slaughter suddenly laughed loudly, but amidst the laughter, his expression was extremely painful, with two lines of bloody tears flowing down from the corners of his eyes.

"Did I win? Or did I lose? Nothing matters to me anymore. Was I wrong? Was I right? Decades have passed like a dream. Yet I have incurred such sins. Asura, what a Asura you are. In the end, I still failed your test. It's not about right or wrong, perhaps it's just a matter of time and fate."

The frenzied energy fluctuations caused everything around to tremble, and the greatsword in the King of Slaughter's hand continuously spilled patches of bloody light.

Tang San simply stood there, quietly watching him. He vaguely understood that the Slaughter King before him was vastly different from the completely blood-red Slaughter King of the past. It seemed that this was his true self. But what exactly had happened to him was something he couldn't fathom.

After a long while, the King of Slaughter's emotions gradually calmed down, his tears of blood stopped flowing, and his gaze became focused again.

"Judging from your possession of the Trident of Poseidon and your ability to wield the Light of Poseidon, you must be the one chosen by Poseidon."

Tang San had nothing to hide and nodded.

The King of Slaughter said calmly, "It's a pity you're not the true Sea God yet, otherwise I would have been the one defeated just now. It's been decades since I took that difficult step from human to god, yet I still haven't fully crossed it, and I never will. Young man, thank you."

"Thank me?" Tang San looked at the King of Slaughter with some confusion.

The King of Slaughter said calmly, "If it weren't for your Light of the Sea God, my true nature would never have been awakened. I would have remained lost in that evil crimson, controlled by malice. It was your Light of the Sea God that freed me from that cage and enabled me to achieve this demigod body. Although it's all too late, being able to sense god-level power means that half of my life's wish has been fulfilled."

As he spoke, the red light in his hand receded, and the heavy sword turned into wisps of blood, merging into his palm and gradually disappearing.

"Aren't you wondering why I've changed so much? You were the one who rescued me from that prison. It's no big deal to tell you this. In a sense, we're actually the same kind of people," the King of Slaughter said calmly, his emotions seemingly completely composed at this moment.

"Please speak, senior," Tang San asked calmly.

The King of Slaughter said, "The reason I say we are the same kind of people is because we are both chosen by the gods, only the gods who chose us are different. The one who chose you is the Sea God, the God of the Ocean. The one who chose me is the God of Evil, who can also be called the God of Slaughter, and whose true name is the God of Asura."

"Back then, because of a promise, I devoted all my energy to breaking through to godhood. However, becoming a god is extremely difficult. Only the power of faith accumulated over thousands of years can help top experts achieve physical godhood. Thousands of years is far too long for me. Who can be sure how long they will live? We must seize every moment. Therefore, I chose another path: to seek a divine position to inherit."

"In this world, there were many gods, but only true supreme gods can leave behind their divine aura when they transcend this world in order to find their successors. The Sea God who chose you and the God of Light of the Spirit Hall are examples of this. How difficult it is to find the divine aura left behind by a god! Even though I thought I had all-knowing abilities, I still found it difficult to find any clues. It wasn't until I entered the City of Slaughter that I finally found the aura of a god. That was the God of Asura."

"There are actually two gods of evil in the world: one is the Asura God, who governs slaughter, and the other is the Rakshasa God, who governs wicked thoughts. The Fallen City is the remnant they left behind when they transcended this world. The Asura God and the Rakshasa God are not twins; rather, they are eternal enemies. The Asura God controls the purest killing energy, while the Rakshasa God controls the ultimate evil power. Only by restraining each other can they prevent the world from descending into chaos. At the time, I thought I had found the position of the Asura God, and I was extremely excited. The Asura God also acknowledged my strength and ability, and bestowed upon me the Asura God's trials. The first few trials..." They all passed easily, after all, I had already reached the pinnacle of human soul master strength by then. I remember being so excited. Becoming a god was a promise I made to someone, and only by fulfilling that promise could I have the right to find her. And finally, I could be with her. However, in the trials that followed, I gradually lost my way. When facing the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King, my heart was corrupted by malice, and evil obsessions were stripped away from my body. My true self was completely sealed off, and my body thus became a parasite of the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King, transforming into the slaughter king you see."

"It wasn't until I regained consciousness just now that I realized that what I underwent wasn't a pure test from the God of Asura. The aura of the God of Rakshasa was mixed in with it. Clearly, when the God of Rakshasa transcended this world, he deliberately faced the divine will of the God of Asura to prevent his successor from encountering the God of Asura's obstruction again, thus changing the original form of the City of Slaughter. What was originally just a world of slaughter has become a place of depravity and evil. The divine will of the God of Asura has been constantly eroded and tainted with countless impurities. It is precisely because of this that I was interfered with by the divine will of the God of Rakshasa, failed to complete the test of the God of Asura, and was completely trapped in evil thoughts, parasitized by the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King."

"For so many years, the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King has been relentlessly corroding my body, trying to truly possess my flesh and absorb all my energy. But my true nature has remained, constantly fighting against it, vying for control of my body. Until just now, with the power of your Sea God's Light, I finally broke through the barrier, using the sacred aura of the Sea God's Light to dispel all the evil thoughts that the Rakshasa God left in the Asura God's divine will. Thus, I passed the Asura God's eighth trial and gained the Asura Holy Sword's approval. Unfortunately, it's all too late, far too late..."

At this moment, Tang San suddenly spoke up, "Senior, was the person you made that promise to the Sea God Douluo Poseidon?"

The King of Slaughter, who had been immersed in the pain he had endured over the years, was taken aback by Tang San's question. "How did you know? Did she tell you about this?"

With the mystery in his mind suddenly clear, Tang San did not directly answer the King of Slaughter's question, but instead raised his left hand, "Look."

Black light surged, and in order not to arouse the King of Slaughter's vigilance, Tang San deliberately slowed down the speed at which his soul power condensed. The black light, like threads, gradually took shape on his left hand, and the Clear Sky Hammer, engraved with the Demonic Runes of the God of Slaughter Domain, was tightly gripped in his palm.

The King of Slaughter's gaze froze as he stared at the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's left hand. The blood-red light around his body fluctuated violently, causing Tang San to take several steps back before regaining his footing.

"You...you are...a disciple of the Haotian...Song...whose child are you?" The King of Slaughter's voice trembled, and blood tears kept overflowing from his black eyes, making his face look somewhat ferocious.

Tang San respectfully said, "My father is Tang Hao. Senior, you..."

"Tang Hao, so you're Hao'er's son. It's been so many years, even Hao'er's son has grown up so much. Good, very good... Child, my name is Tang Chen."

As he spoke, black light surged in his hand, and an enormous hammer, its entire surface covered in dark gold demonic runes, appeared in Tang Chen's grasp. Although the hammer's form was vastly different from Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer, its undeniable Clear Sky Hammer aura was unmistakable. It was indeed the peerless martial soul passed down through the Clear Sky Sect, and at its most powerful form.

Upon seeing the real Clear Sky Hammer, Tang San didn't hesitate any longer. He knelt down with a thud and choked out, "Great-grandfather." At this moment, his emotions became extremely agitated. He never imagined that the King of Slaughter in the City of Slaughter was actually his great-grandfather.

The despair and pain he had felt vanished in that moment, and all his doubts suddenly cleared. Yes! His great-grandfather also possessed a true divine artifact, and his cultivation far surpassed his own. What shame was there in losing to his great-grandfather? Unintentionally helping his great-grandfather regain his senses filled Tang San with ecstatic joy. At this moment of greatest weakness, if his great-grandfather could lead the army, not only would the Clear Sky Sect's return to the continent be without problem, but the Soul Masters of the two great empires would also have a leader. Tell me, who in the world could compare to his great-grandfather's prestige? As the former sect leader of the number one sect in the world, a level 99 demigod peak Douluo—what immense power did he possess?

"Get up, get up quickly, good child, let your great-grandfather take a good look at you." Tang Chen wanted to go forward to help Tang San up, but when the bloody light on his body came to Tang San, a deep sorrow flashed in his eyes. He just held his hands up but did not touch him.

Because Tang San had his head down, he didn't see the change in Tang Chen's expression.

"Great-grandfather, you must stand up for my father!" Tang San bowed down again.

Tang Chen asked in surprise, "Get up first. Your father? What happened to Hao'er? He was the most promising person to inherit my mantle. Could it be that he is no longer the sect leader of the Haotian Sect? I have been trapped in the City of Slaughter for decades and know nothing about what has happened outside. I vaguely seem to have sensed your father's aura around me. Tell me in detail what happened."

Tang San understood that the reason Tang Chen had sensed his father's presence was when his father obtained the God of Slaughter Domain through the Hell Road in the City of Slaughter. It was a pity that grandfather and grandson were unable to recognize each other.

He then recounted in detail the situation of the Clear Sky Sect over the years, including his father and mother's love, the persecution by the Spirit Hall, the sect's expulsion, the sect's closure, and the Clear Sky Sect's current retreat.

Tang Chen was Tang San's great-grandfather, the previous generation's Tang Sect Master. His strength even surpassed that of Poseidon, the Sea God Douluo. Now, he had inherited a portion of the Asura God's divine power. Unlike Tang San, Tang Chen possessed a soul power level of ninety-nine, making him arguably the number one soul master in the world. With this great-grandfather's support, Tang San firmly believed that neither the Clear Sky Sect nor the current state of the world would face the same difficulties he had encountered before.

As Tang San spoke, Tang Chen's expression grew increasingly grim. Each change in his expression made the air crackle as if it were solidifying.

"Good, good Spirit Hall. Good, Qian Daoliu. Your grandfather, what a fool. Is forbearance the solution?" Blood surged and fluctuated chaotically, and Tang San could vaguely see blood vessels flashing under his great-grandfather's skin.

"Hao'er, Hao'er has fallen to such a state. How could this child be so foolish!" Tang Chen cried, tears streaming down his face, but his tears were still blood-red.

"Great-grandfather, don't be sad. Right now, the most important thing for us is how to bring the Clear Sky Sect back into the Soul Master world and thwart the Spirit Hall's ambitions. We must completely eradicate them. The hatred for our parents is irreconcilable; I will not rest until they are utterly destroyed."

Tang Chen stared blankly at Tang San, speechless for a long time. Tang San looked at him earnestly, thinking that his great-grandfather, upon learning of the sect's situation, would surely lead him back to the sect to reorganize things.

However, the light in Tang Chen's eyes gradually dimmed. He sighed deeply, shook his head, and closed his eyes in anguish. "The sect's current state is all my responsibility. But I cannot return to the sect with you. Child, you're only in your early twenties. How many tests of the Sea God's assessment did you pass?"

Tang San looked at Tang Chen with some confusion, "Great-grandfather, I have already passed the seventh trial of the Sea God."

Tang Chen said, "So, does that mean you'll have to return to Seagod Island for the ninth trial of the Seagod?"

Tang San nodded. "Yes."

Tang Chen reached into his robes and pulled out a small golden hammer, each end inlaid with a black gemstone, looking extremely exquisite. "Child, this is for you. It's my token. It's also the token of our Haotian Sect's Chief Elder. With it, the Elder Hall will be entirely at your command, and you'll have the power to depose the Sect Master and decide on major sect affairs. You're only in your early twenties, yet you've already reached the eighth ring and passed the Sea God's seven trials. Although I was arrogant back then, I was far behind you at your age. Good child, I'm proud of you, and you are the pride of our Haotian Sect. The future of the Haotian Sect is entrusted to you. When you take the Sea God's nine trials, return to the Sea God's Palace, and I'll be waiting for you there. I owe Poseidon so much. Although I couldn't fulfill my promise to her, I still want to go see her."

With that, he threw the small golden hammer at Tang San, then suddenly leaped into the air like a blood-red bird, instantly transforming into a blood-red meteor and disappearing from Tang San's sight.

Tang San stared blankly in the direction his great-grandfather had disappeared. How could his great-grandfather just leave like that? Could it be that the Sea God Douluo Poseidon was even more important to him than the sect? No, that couldn't be. When he left, his face clearly showed pain, obviously reluctant to leave the sect. Yet he still left. What was going on...?

Tang San pondered the matter deeply, but he couldn't quite grasp the crux of the problem. However, regardless, his great-grandfather's appearance was ultimately a good thing. Even if he was currently searching for Poseidon, he would surely return someday. Didn't he say he would be waiting for him on Seagod Island?

Thinking this, Tang San's mood gradually calmed down. He carefully stored the small golden hammer into the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlit Night, then leaped up and went to the spot where the Sea God's Trident had fallen. He used the Crane Control and Dragon Capture technique to pull the trident out of its hole. Carefully wiping the dust off the trident, Tang San thought to himself, "Trident, oh Trident, it's all my fault. I didn't have enough power to let you shine. I will definitely become the true Sea God as soon as possible, and let you display your true brilliance."

Huh, where's Hu Liena? Only then did Tang San remember the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall. His spiritual power spread out like a spider web, leading him to Hu Liena's whereabouts.

Hu Liena had already fainted, her clothes torn, revealing her fair skin. Although Tang San had seen her before, his heart still skipped a beat. Hu Liena was the most alluring woman he had ever seen. He didn't touch her; instead, a beam of Sea God's Light shot from his forehead, landing on her. While the Sea God's Light didn't have direct healing effects, under his control, it activated the body's potential, accelerating recovery. With each use, Tang San became increasingly familiar with the mysteries of the Sea God's Light.

Under the golden light, Hu Liena gradually became active. Her injuries were not too serious; she had only been knocked unconscious. With the help of the light of the sea god, she woke up from her coma in no time.

Opening her eyes, the first thing she saw was Tang San before her. Hu Liena let out a long sigh. "You killed him?" Her face was filled with excited joy. Just moments before, as she struggled painfully in the killing field, watching her subordinates fall one by one, her heart was filled with despair. In her despair, only one figure appeared in her mind. She longed to see him one last time before she died, and that would be enough for her. And then, he truly appeared, enveloped in golden divine light, like a god descending to earth. Compared to before, he was even more heroic and possessed a more mature charm. With every gesture, he blocked the enemy, saving her at the most critical moment. What could be more perfect than this? Although Hu Liena had never imagined meeting him again under such circumstances, being saved by him once more filled her with only happiness and contentment. Even though she knew that this man's heart was not with her, it no longer mattered at this moment.

Tang San nodded lightly, "I guess so." It wasn't wrong to say that he killed the former King of Slaughter.

Hu Liena struggled to get up and immediately realized that she was exposed in several places. Her pretty face turned red, and she quickly turned around and took out a robe from her personal soul tool and put it on.

"Thank you, you saved me again," Hu Liena said somewhat shyly.

Tang San smiled calmly, "It's nothing, just a coincidence. Besides, even if I didn't face him this time, he would have come looking for me anyway."

Turning back around, Hu Liena's face was flushed, and she whispered, "Last time, last time in the Star Dou Great Forest..."

Tang San frowned. "No need to say anything more. I will settle this score with your Spirit Empire."

Hu Liena sighed, "I know this hatred is hard to resolve, but Tang San, if one day you defeat our Spirit Empire, could you please not kill my teacher? She was also a person with a tragic fate."

Tang San sneered, "Misfortune? As the Pope of the Spirit Hall and the current Emperor of the Spirit Empire, do you think she's miserable? Even if she were, does that give her the right to inflict her suffering on others? If she hadn't sent you to the Star Dou Great Forest, would we have encountered conflict? Would Xiao Wu have sacrificed herself because of you people? You don't need to say anything more. I know you still have some kindness in your heart. If that day really comes, I won't kill you, but Bibi Dong must die. If you don't want to witness that scene, then leave the Spirit Empire as soon as possible."

Hu Liena stared blankly at Tang San, her eyes slightly red. "Tang San, do you really think that the power of the two great empires alone can contend with our Spirit Empire? You should be the one leaving. Haven't you been absent all these years? Why did you have to return to the continent? I understand your inner determination, but our Spirit Empire is truly not something you can contend with alone. Although I don't know how you reached your current strength, even if you become a Title Douluo, so what? You are just one person, facing tens of thousands of Spirit Masters from the Spirit Empire. The combined Spirit Masters of the two great empires are less than a third of ours. Once we have integrated all the provinces of the empire and unified our army, that will be the day we destroy the two great empires. Do you really think that you alone can contend with the entire continent?"

Tang San said calmly, "There's no point in discussing this now. Since you're alright, I'll take my leave. Next time we meet, we might be bitter enemies. Goodbye."

With that, Tang San, holding the Trident of the Sea God, turned and left.

"Wait a minute!" Hu Liena called out urgently, her beautiful eyes filled with sorrow. All these years had passed, yet why couldn't she accept Yan's feelings? Although she herself was unwilling to admit it, she knew very well that it was because of the man before her. She would never forget the experience of walking through hell together, nor could she forget the man's presence.

Love is sometimes blind. She and Tang San spent very little time together, yet the unforgettable feeling she experienced was something Yan, her childhood friend, could never give her. She tried to forget him, but his voice and smile remained etched in her heart. Now, seeing the man she loved treating her so coldly, how could she not be heartbroken?

"Is there anything else?" Tang San asked without turning his head.

Hu Liena asked somewhat weakly, "Could you tell me where you're going?"

Tang San said calmly, "What? Are you planning to send the Spirit Empire's army to besiege me?"

"You know I wouldn't do that," Hu Liena cried out, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face. She couldn't bear the thought of him being wrongly accused.

Tang San whirled around, his eyes flashing with a sharp light. "Hu Liena, remember this: we are not friends, but enemies. As long as you remain in the Spirit Empire, this relationship will not change. I'm not saving you today; I'm only doing this to protect myself. Everything that happened between us before ends here. From now on, we are enemies." As he spoke, Tang San swung the Sea God Trident in his hand. The broad, sharp blade sliced ​​through the ground, creating a deep trench that separated the two of them.

The trident, drawing a line on the ground, seemed to sever Hu Liena's heart. Her face turned deathly pale, and she instinctively stumbled back two steps, nearly falling to the ground. Her lips trembled as she stammered, "You, you..."

Tang San didn't look at her again, turned around, took off, and flew away into the distance.

Just then, Hu Liena suddenly shouted with all her might, "Tang San, you can go anywhere, but please don't go to the Star Dou Great Forest. My teacher is hunting soul beasts there with six elders." No matter how he treated her, Hu Liena only had that irreplaceable feeling in her heart.

Tang San, who was already flying in mid-air, paused for a moment, but he quickly accelerated again and disappeared from Hu Liena's sight in the blink of an eye.

Hu Liena could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground with a thud, vomiting a mouthful of blood, her pretty face turning pale.

Flying through the air, Tang San's heart was also unsettled. Hu Liena's last words shocked him. Bibi Dong had personally led six elders of the Spirit Empire to the Star Dou Great Forest; her intentions were clear. Besides the Forest King, Titan Giant Ape Er Ming, and Azure Python Niu Daming, what else could possibly warrant such a powerful attack from the Spirit Empire's emperor, who led six Title Douluos? With such a formidable force, even if Daming and Er Ming wanted to escape, it would be difficult. Although the Star Dou Great Forest was their territory, the Spirit Empire's forces were simply too powerful.

As for Tang San's attitude towards Hu Liena, it was deliberate. Just as he said, he and Hu Liena could only be enemies. With his intelligence, how could he not understand Hu Liena's feelings for him? But how could he accept it? His heart already had no room for another woman. Although he had a good impression of Hu Liena, he absolutely refused to give her any chance to fantasize, which is why he uttered those heartless words. Hesitation only leads to more trouble, and Tang San understood this perfectly, which is why he decisively drew a line between himself and Hu Liena, severing his feelings for her. Otherwise, if he faced the Spirit Empire later, wouldn't he have fought back if Hu Liena were present? Since they couldn't be together, he might as well resolve the problem decisively to avoid further trouble.

As they flew, Tang San took Xiao Wu's true form from his Ruyi Hundred Treasures Pouch and simultaneously used his spiritual power to awaken Xiao Wu's dormant soul within her soul rings and soul bones. He then told her what Hu Liena had just said.

Upon hearing Tang San's story, Xiao Wu became extremely anxious. "Brother, we must hurry over there! Da Ming and Er Ming are in danger. Bibi Dong must be hunting them down to steal their spirit rings and spirit bones. Let's go save them!"

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