Douluo Continent: Long Live the Spirit Hall

Although Yan's Flame Domain is not as restraining of evil as the Holy Angel Domain, his flame power burns everything, and all the blood-red bats that enter it are quickly turned to ashes.

"Squeak, squeak..."

The blood bats kept calling out, and all of them began to emit sharp cries. Their voices were extremely piercing, and when they intertwined, they formed a unique sonic attack.

Whether due to the control of the King of Slaughter or the influence of the insane blood poison, these blood bats continued to charge relentlessly, even after being easily worn down by the domain.

While the group's domains were naturally unafraid of such dark and malevolent entities, the sheer volume of impact still temporarily pushed their domains beyond their power limits. The King of Slaughter used the lives of countless blood bats to temporarily suppress the range and power of their domains.

"You all come at me too."

The King of Slaughter roared again, and several enormous figures suddenly emerged from the earth. Under the pale red light surrounding them, the dark golden light emanating from their bodies was so obvious.

These were several more bat-like magical beasts, but they were clearly much stronger than ordinary blood bats. Each of them was over four meters tall, and their two huge claws were over a meter in diameter.

These bat-like monsters were entirely dark gold in color, with wingspans exceeding ten meters. The flapping of their enormous wings easily stirred up gusts of wind. Most terrifyingly, they had three heads.

The nine dark gold three-headed bat kings attacked swiftly, and countless blood bats flew past them, gathering behind them and unleashing an even stronger offensive.

Before their massive bodies even pounced, an unparalleled and overwhelming aura swept over us, the terrifying gust of wind even more frightening than all the blood-red bats combined.

As they approached the group's domain, dark red ripples spread out, affecting the group's domain power. Clearly, these dark gold three-headed bat kings were not easy to deal with.

"They're just a bunch of evil beasts. Do you think they can act so recklessly?"

Qian Daoliu above paid no attention to the blood bats, still keeping his eyes fixed on the King of Slaughter below. Holy golden flames swirled, and golden feather arrows shot in all directions, riddling the blood-red bat swarm with holes.

Countless blood bats were reduced to ashes by the spreading golden feathers, and even the three dark gold three-headed bat kings could not last a moment longer.

"You forced me to this, die..."

As the swarm of blood bats was continuously wiped out, the blood-red light emanating from the King of Slaughter became increasingly eerie. He suddenly raised his head, his eyes condensing blood-red light, and countless streams of blood rose from the ground, completely enveloping it. A blurry, enormous blood-red silhouette appeared in everyone's sight.

This was a colossal creature with a wingspan of nearly a hundred meters, and the constantly emanating blood-red light and scarlet mist sent chills down one's spine.

The attacking blood bats converged into the crimson shadow in the sky, and when they revealed their true form, everyone couldn't help but show a solemn expression.

Its blood-red wings exuded a dangerous aura; this enormous demonic bat, hundreds of meters long, was far more terrifying than all the previous bat-like monsters combined.

Its form is somewhat similar to the Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King, but it is far larger and more terrifying, and it has not just three heads, but a total of nine.

Most importantly, the central leader among the nine heads resembled the King of Slaughter, but even more ferocious, and was now unleashing blood-red eyes that locked onto everyone present. The Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King had revealed its true form and was now attacking.

Chapter 428 Tang Chen's Resurgence

"You, all of you, die!"

In the center of the Killing City, the enormous, blood-red nine-headed bat king roared furiously, and endless dark red ripples spread with its voice, almost enveloping the entire Killing City.

This powerful, dark red ripple seemed to contain a unique power, blurring everything in its path.

"This is the evil power of the Rakshasa God."

The attack unleashed by the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King suppressed everyone, including Qian Daoliu, as if their bodies were gradually losing control. However, Bibi Dong was an exception; she was not only unaffected but even noticed something.

She gazed at the enormous, blood-red nine-headed bat king in the sky for a long time, then suddenly gathered all her power into a single point, and leaped above it, gently waving her hand to touch the center of the dark red ripples.

"How is this possible? How come you're not affected at all? No..."

The Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King looked at Bibi Dong, who suddenly took flight, and was filled with fear. It should be noted that its set of moves had even caused disaster for Tang Chen, who was at level 99, but it had no effect on Bibi Dong in front of it. This was abnormal, absolutely abnormal.

The Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King was filled with terror, followed by another scream. As Bibi Dong slowly descended, the dark red ripples in the sky quickly dissipated, and its ultimate move was broken.

"You beast, I underestimated you! Die!"

Bibi Dong shattered the crimson divine light of the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King. Qian Daoliu, who had only been suppressed, was the first to recover his strength and immediately launched a horizontal attack, releasing endless light.

"Divine purification!"

Qian Renxue also took the initiative to make a move, and Qian Daoliu also released his own divine soul power at the same time. Circles of divine golden light continued to sweep out and spread, not only covering the area covered by the blood mist in front of them, but also purifying the entire Slaughter City.

"Boom!"

Endless holy light instantly engulfed the blood-red nine-headed bat king, and this colossal creature exploded instantly, reducing countless blood-red bat demons to ashes.

"Do not……"

After the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King was scattered, the figure of the King of Slaughter reappeared on the ground. He knelt on one knee, looking up at the golden light that enveloped the sky, his eyes filled with despair.

"what……"

The King of Slaughter was directly pressed to the ground by the sweeping golden light. The holy golden light and the evil bloody aura began to collide violently, constantly purifying everything within the City of Slaughter.

The divine radiance eroded all evil forces, including blood and qi, completely purifying this dark and bloody killing ground.

Throughout the City of Slaughter, countless broken, desiccated corpses continuously emitted crimson mist. In the inner city, some powerful individuals who had managed to survive struggled frantically and howled in agony, their bodies radiating evil, bloody light.

However, under the holy light, all of this—whether it was the people barely clinging to life, the desiccated corpses, or even the blood-red demon pool at the bottom of the city and all the dark auras—was completely purified by this holy light.

"Ah...no, no, I don't want to die...no..."

The holy light shone upon the entire city of slaughter, and the one most affected was naturally the King of Slaughter. A long, shrill scream came from within the blood mist, clearly indicating that he was in great pain.

He struggled in agony, kneeling on his knees and raising his head. His true face was revealed in the golden light: a blood-red robe, a stand-up collar cloak, and a pale face. Under the holy radiance, he looked like a vampire facing the sun, howling in agony and smoking all over.

His pale skin was covered with many mysterious blood-red patterns, and there was a sword-shaped demonic mark on his forehead. He had a pair of huge, blood-red wings on his back. At this moment, he was trembling and emitting wisps of smoke, as if he were about to explode at any moment.

"Die, die! Nobody can kill me..."

Suddenly, the King of Slaughter burst forth with a blood-red light and leaped into the sky. His eyes were filled with madness, and his two claw-like hands, covered in long, blood-red armor, stabbed out, attacking Qian Renxue, whose cultivation level was lower.

Desperate and at his wit's end, all he could think about was revenge, a mad revenge. He wanted to take someone down with him before he died, which only fueled his madness.

"Be careful."

Bibi Dong suddenly appeared in front of Qian Renxue, quickly unleashing her Killing God Domain and releasing a bright purple cross-shaped shockwave with her hands crossed.

A dense crimson light suddenly erupted and surged forward. This was the primal power of the City of Slaughter, which suppressed and sealed all soul skills within its territory. This crimson light had the same effect.

But now standing in front of Qian Renxue is Bibi Dong, who is also one of the existing powerful killing gods. This blood light has little effect on her at all, while her cross shockwave directly cuts through the blood light and strikes the King of Slaughter, sending him flying again.

A burst of intense golden light erupted from Qian Renxue's body once more. The King of Slaughter collapsed to the ground, his blood-red eyes filled with disbelief. His hands were a bloody mess, and the enveloping golden light left him with nothing but howling, no longer posing any threat.

He struggled unwillingly, and circles of blood-red light rippled out from his body. The blood-red light was not only filled with a corrosive aura, but also possessed a special energy fluctuation.

Dense explosions erupted continuously from the King of Slaughter. The bursts of blood were his last resistance, but they were utterly useless, and he was quickly melted away under the golden light.

"Ah ah ah..."

The King of Slaughter's body was completely bathed in the holy golden light emanating from Qian Renxue. His figure, struggling to stand up, remained frozen in place, arms outstretched, with two enormous wings spread behind him, looking so ferocious.

At this moment, his body was frozen in place like a sculpture, even the evil expression on his face froze, as if he had been infected by something, and a trace of calm appeared on his face.

Under the continuous purification of the golden light, the King of Slaughter underwent a dramatic change in appearance. The sword-shaped blood-red demonic mark on his forehead seemed to come alive, its red light gradually intensifying from dim to bright.

A hazy red glow appeared on his body, blocking the holy golden light. His originally pale face began to change, gradually being replaced by an unhealthy flush. His wings shattered inch by inch, turning to ashes under the golden light.

His hair gradually turned from red to black, and the same change appeared in his eyes. The only part of his body that remained red was the magic mark on his forehead.

Qian Daoliu in the sky stopped moving, a hint of anticipation appearing in his eyes. The crimson color on the King of Slaughter faded, and his wings were shattered. The aura emanating from him was also increasing exponentially, rapidly soaring as if without end.

The red light protecting his body also began to overflow, actually forcing the golden light released by Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue to continuously dissipate.

The King of Slaughter, or rather, the resurrected Tang Chen, was experiencing a surge in killing intent that increased exponentially, just like his strength. The original evil aura had vanished, and the red light had transformed into the purest killing intent, so pure as to be terrifying.

His eyes suddenly lit up, his incredibly deep black eyes seemed to be shining, and his face also seemed to have changed somewhat. Although he still looked like a middle-aged man, he was much more handsome than when he was the King of Slaughter.

Qian Daoliu stopped the moment he opened his eyes, looking down at the ground. The man looked up at Qian Daoliu, his black hair moving without wind. Standing there, he no longer had the arrogance of the King of Slaughter. Instead, he was imposing and full of the aura of a grandmaster.

"A thousand streams."

He stared at Qian Daoliu and spoke coldly. Red light burst forth from his right hand, and his aura rose to an extremely terrifying level. A red phantom filled with infinite killing intent flashed behind him, and the red light in his palm ruthlessly condensed into a hammer shape.

The earth trembled violently, and a red light burst forth from the ground, swiftly entering his palm. Upon closer inspection, it was revealed to be the blood-red demonic sword that the King of Slaughter had just driven into the ground.

Tang Chen's right hand suddenly trembled, and the fantastical blood-red demonic sword began to undergo inexplicable changes. A gigantic red hammer, shining with countless beautiful demonic runes, smashed towards Qian Daoliu.

In Qian Daoliu's palm, the sacred flames once again condensed into a sacred sword, which he hurled forth, tearing the heavens and earth apart. Tang Chen stepped forward to meet it, his entire body fused with red light, and after swinging his heavy hammer horizontally, he raised it upwards with the force of a fire-wielding sledge, meeting Qian Daoliu's Angelic Divine Sword head-on.

A dazzling golden light collided with a blinding crimson light. In the midst of the thunderous explosion, the gold and the crimson light merged into one in an instant before suddenly erupting again.

A massive, overwhelming force, like a landslide or tsunami, swept across the area, obliterating all the uninhabited buildings. Only the area where Yan and the others were located was barely unharmed, thanks to the protective barrier of their soul power.

Within a kilometer radius, all the soil, rocks, and buildings completely disappeared, not just turned to ashes, but vanished into thin air.

A golden light, resembling a swimming dragon, shot into the sky from the deep pit created by the battle, revealing Qian Daoliu's figure in the dazzling golden light.

There was no dust flying around, and the scene inside the hundred-meter-deep pit was very clear. Golden light and shadow shot into the sky, while the red light remained intense.

"We meet again, Tang Chen."

Qian Daoliu, the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall, remained suspended in the sky, looking down at the figure below. However, this time, his tone was extremely solemn and wary.

"Qian Daoliu, I really didn't expect that the person who woke me up would be you."

Tang Chen, the former Haotian Douluo, looked up at the sky, his Haotian Hammer martial soul, which had been infused with the inheritance of the Asura God, lying horizontally on the ground. Although he was alone, he displayed an aura that could block the world.

Tang Chen's voice had changed significantly compared to before. It was no longer sharp and sinister, but had become aged and deep. When he spoke with Qian Daoliu, it was filled with an infinite domineering aura.

Chapter 429 The Fourth Generation of Haotian, the End of the Myth

"It's been so many years since we last saw each other."

Qian Daoliu, perched high in the sky, gazed down at Tang Chen, his words tinged with a hint of melancholy, "I truly never imagined you would end up like this. You look quite pathetic."

Tang Chen looked at Qian Daoliu, a deep sorrow flashing in his eyes. "How many years has it been? You ask me, I'm not really sure myself. By the way, is she alright?"

Qian Daoliu looked at Tang Chen and said in a calm tone, "She is very good, but your Haotian Sect has not been doing well these past few years."

"Haotian Sect, what happened?"

Tang Chen's voice suddenly deepened as he looked up at Qian Daoliu, a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

"Because of your grandson Tang Hao, my son died. Tell me, should the Spirit Hall take action against the Clear Sky Sect? Or perhaps, the Spirit Hall is simply taking back what belongs to them."

Qian Daoliu lowered his head and said coldly, "Although Bibi Dong was the last to kill Qian Xunji, if Tang Hao hadn't severely injured Qian Xunji, Bibi Dong probably wouldn't have had a chance to strike. And Bibi Dong is also Qian Renxue's mother. With such complicated relationships and the pursuit of self-interest, it's no wonder that the Haotian Sect is in trouble."

"Hahahaha... Sen Daoliu, Sen Daoliu, I never thought that after so many years, you would become so hypocritical."

Tang Chen suddenly threw his head back and laughed, but amidst the laughter, his expression was one of extreme pain, with two streams of bloody tears flowing from the corners of his eyes. "Tell me, Qian Daoliu, how is my Hao'er? And what is the state of the Haotian Sect now?"

"Eighteen years ago, the Clear Sky Sect chose to disband when it was surrounded by the Spirit Hall's heavy forces. Tang Hao was expelled as a traitor of the Clear Sky Sect, and the direct descendants retreated to their ancestral land. On that day, the Clear Sky Sect Master died vomiting blood. And a few years ago, Tang Hao also died."

A sudden voice rang out within the City of Slaughter. It was Yan who had chosen to intervene in the conversation between the two, telling Tang Chen about the fate of Haotian Sect and Tang Hao, word by word.