Douluo: Phoenix God Descends, Emperor Flame Burns the Sky

Chapter 402 The City of Slaughter Emerges, Ancestor Tang Chen?

A pool of foul-smelling blood.

A dark red throne.

The King of Slaughter, draped in a blood-red cloak, sat on his throne, his heart filled with remorse.

How could he give his sword to Tang San!

Tang Chen was never free from the parasitism of the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King. Once the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King recovered from its injuries, it began to affect Tang Chen's mind again.

However, Tang Chen's regained memories interfered with this.

This makes Tang Chen neither the clear-headed Tang Chen nor the original King of Slaughter, but rather a selfish, insatiable Tang Chen influenced by the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King!
"I shouldn't have given him the sword. It's the symbol of the King of Slaughter. To wield the Asura Divine Sword is to wield absolute power!"

How could I give him the sword?

Tang Chen felt a wave of frustration.

Tang Chen, who was still conscious, still possessed human emotions, thinking about passing on the Asura Divine Sword to Tang San, and reminiscing about Poseidon and the Clear Sky Sect.

But Tang Chen was parasitized again.

All he could think about was satisfying his own desires!

Unscrupulous, disregarding human ethics, despicable and insidious... none of these words can adequately describe Tang Chen.

To put it bluntly, he is actually the vessel of the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King.

He's a beast.

They can no longer be treated as human beings.

Tang Chen was still regretting it, but the woman in black veil in the shadows stepped forward, leaned close to Tang Chen's ear, and whispered something to him.

Tang Chen suddenly burst into laughter, "Quickly go and bring my precious grandson!"

The woman in black veil was preparing to leave.

But Tang Chen pressed her down onto his thigh, gave her pert buttocks a hard pinch, and said breathlessly:
"Anyone else can go..."

The woman in black veil panicked and said in a delicate voice:
"Oh dear, Lord Killer is coming soon..."

Tang Chen let out a strange laugh.

"It's okay, I'll be quick."

Immediately following was the sound of clothes being torn open, and the woman in black veil let out a gasp.

……

Tang San returned to the City of Slaughter.

Led by the messenger, they headed toward the King of Slaughter's palace.

His mood was no longer as cheerful as it had been at the beginning.

Instead, I was a little nervous.

After all, Tang San wasn't stupid. He had heard Tang Chen say that he didn't have much time to maintain his rationality, and that he would be consumed by desire again when the time came.

But that's precisely why.

Tang San was about to arrive in the City of Slaughter.

He simply believed that the King of Slaughter's greed would prevent him from missing this opportunity.

Step over the pool of blood.

Tang San met his great-grandfather again.

Tang Chen, clad in a blood-red cloak, stood on the high platform, arms outstretched towards Tang San, an exaggerated smile on his face, and excitedly said:
"Welcome back, my dear great-grandson!"

"The City of Slaughter will always be your home!"

Tang Chen looked Tang San up and down, and when he realized that his great-grandson was not carrying the Asura Divine Sword, his brows inevitably furrowed slightly, but he quickly concealed it.

Tang Chen strode down and affectionately patted Tang San on the shoulder.

"Little San, tell your great-grandfather how you've been doing these past few days."

"By the way, is the Asura Divine Sword that your great-grandfather gave you useful?"

Tang San hesitated for a moment, unable to speak.

He turned his head away, looking ashamed.

Tang Chen's voice suddenly turned low and deep, like that of a terrifying monster.

"What? Does someone dare to bully my great-grandson?"

Tang San said with shame:
"Great-grandfather, the Asura Divine Sword is lost!"

"What!" Tang Chen instantly flew into a rage. "The Asura Divine Sword is such an important thing. Since I entrusted it to you, I hoped that you would take good care of it!"

"You're telling me it's lost?!" Tang Chen felt as if he had lost his own sword.

The anger in his eyes looked murderous.

Tang San didn't notice anything unusual; instead, he thought it was a normal reaction. After organizing his thoughts, he began to recount the events of the past few days.

Lin Xiao is definitely Ghost-Faced Flame Lord!
It was Lin Xiao who forcibly took the Asura Divine Sword from his hands!

Tang San's eyes flashed with resentment and venom, and he said with even more bitterness:

"Furthermore, I suspect that Lin Xiao also possesses the Asura God Trial!"

"He can actually use the Asura Divine Sword!"

Tang Chen's scarlet eyes flickered uncertainly.

"impossible!"

"Being able to use the Asura Divine Sword does not necessarily mean one has passed the Asura Divine Trial!"

Tang San was overjoyed to hear this.

"Great-grandfather, is there some special method involved?"

Tang Chen was speechless for a moment and could not answer.

He changed the subject and said:

"Mistress, you came to see me because you want me to help you retrieve the Asura Divine Sword?"

Tang San nodded emphatically.

"Indeed, with my great-grandfather's intervention, Lin Xiao is like a grasshopper in autumn; he won't be able to hop around for long!"

Tang Chen hesitated.

In this city of slaughter, he is the undisputed king, for this is a "forbidden zone" where even titled Douluo cannot use their soul skills!
Once he goes out, although he can enjoy more and live a more extravagant life, he will also face the risk of being besieged.

the most important is,

The City of Slaughter cannot be allowed to emerge; this is an unspoken rule and a tacit understanding between the Spirit Hall and the City of Slaughter.

"Is your great-grandfather worried about the Spirit Hall?"

Tang San saw the hesitation flash across Tang Chen's face and immediately understood.

He exclaimed in an extremely inspiring tone:

"How could the Spirit Hall possibly restrain my great-grandfather?"

"Great-grandfather, have you forgotten that you were the sect leader before the previous generation of the Haotian Sect, the once invincible Tang Chen Ancestor?"

"As long as my great-grandfather returns to the Clear Sky Sect to take charge and merges the Clear Sky Sect with the City of Slaughter, it will become a super power no less than the Spirit Hall! We can attack or defend as we please! At worst, we can simply return to the City of Slaughter!"

Tang San recalled the information he had received from Tang Yuehua.

"Moreover, the Clear Sky Sect currently has a total of six Title Douluos!"

"Great-grandfather, are you really willing to give up?"

Tang San curled his lips into a seductive smile:

“I have another good brother outside, who is the third prince of the Star Luo Empire. He promised that as long as my great-grandfather is willing to support him, my great-grandfather can establish a base in the Star Luo Empire in the future.”

"He was even willing to have his great-grandfather become his national advisor..."

Tang Chen had by this time regained his memory.

He knew, of course, what this meant: that the Killing Capital would no longer be a pariah on the continent, but would be able to occupy a territory of its own and develop.

An uncontrollable greed and desire flashed in his eyes.

He wanted more power, more and more beautiful women, and he wanted to reclaim the Asura Divine Sword!
"Jie Jie Jie..."

Tang Chen let out a series of strange laughs.

"Little sister, your great-grandfather didn't spoil you for nothing!"

"You're right. With my talents, I shouldn't be confined to this small, killing city. I should go out and gain more, conquer more!"

"However, this requires careful consideration..."

Tang San stood proudly upright and said:

"Great-grandfather, I want to introduce you to someone."

"He is my teacher, a renowned master of martial spirit theory, and the most learned and talented person I have ever met!"

"His wisdom far exceeds your imagination!"

Powerful strength combined with exceptional intelligence.

Lin Xiao, your good days are over!
(End of this chapter)