I've already been given the title of Douluo, and you want me to be reasonable?

Lin Yuan nodded slightly, his tone calm: "As a person is about to die, I will help you on your final journey and allow you to regain your original memories."

Tang Chen slowly raised his hands, staring at those hands that had once been stained with countless drops of blood, tears welling up in his eyes.

After a long silence, Tang Chen exhaled a breath of stale air, his voice filled with reminiscence and regret: "Back then, because of a promise, I devoted all my energy to breaking through to godhood. But becoming a god is just too, too 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 can live? We must seize the day."

"Therefore, I chose another path: to seek a divine position to inherit..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the vast city of slaughter fell into a deathly silence, with only his sigh echoing in the empty space.

Tang Chen slowly walked back to the pitch-black throne that symbolized the power of the King of Slaughter. As his heavy body sat down, the bone spikes on the back of the chair made a teeth-grinding grinding sound.

"There are countless gods in this world, but only when a true supreme god transcends will he leave behind a wisp of divine thought in the mortal realm, waiting for a destined person to receive it."

Tang Chen's withered fingers tapped the armrest, his voice rising like a whisper from a dusty ancient well, as he said, "Back then, I was arrogant about my exceptional talent, traversing the entire continent yet finding not a trace of divine power. It wasn't until I stepped into this city of slaughter shrouded in eternal night that I caught a whiff of the Asura God's aura amidst the stench of blood."

Before he could finish speaking, Tang Chen slammed his fist on the stone table in front of him, sending shattered stone chips and splattering blood droplets flying everywhere.

His bloodshot eyes seemed to burn with two flames of karma: "During the eighth assessment! That damned Rakshasa God's divine sense suddenly invaded, and the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King took the opportunity to parasitize me, trapping me here for decades!"

With an aged voice trembling uncontrollably, Tang Chen crushed the teacup in his hand: "Only now that I've sobered up do I realize that the so-called Asura Trial had already been tampered with by the Rakshasa God! She deliberately corrupted the Asura's divine will, turning this supposedly pure trial ground into a breeding ground for evil!"

Lin Yuan gazed at the aging, powerful man before him, his tone as calm as a deep pool: "This is my promise to you. Tang Chen, go see the person you want to see, lest you regret it at the last moment."

These words struck Tang Chen like a heavy hammer, causing him to tremble violently and let out a suppressed sob.

Yes, his time was drawing near. If he didn't go to see her soon, the old woman slowly rose and gazed one last time at this killing city stained with his countless sins and obsessions.

Behind them, the loyal assassin suddenly knelt down, sobbing uncontrollably: "My King! Please don't abandon us!"

Tang Chen bent down and gently stroked the other's head, his withered hand carrying a rare tenderness: "My life is as fragile as a flickering candle, and the land of slaughter needs a new king. From this day forward, you will be the ruler of this place."

Seeing the astonished yet determined look in the eyes of the newly appointed King of Slaughter, Tang Chen turned to Lin Yuan again, a hint of relief appearing on his aged face: "I wonder what the current state of the Haotian Sect is like."

"Torn apart."

Lin Yuan's answer was brief and sharp.

Tang Chen swayed, as if struck by an invisible force. He closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, all that remained in his eyes was a deep and utter desolation.

The fate of the Haotian Sect may have been predetermined. He was just a dying man who couldn't even redeem his own soul, so how could he talk about protecting the sect?
"Guard this place well."

Tang Chen gave the new King of Slaughter his final instructions, and as he turned away, his white hair billowed in the bloody wind.

"Young friend Lin Yuan, let's go."

Tang Chen's back was hunched but straight, like a lone lamp about to go out, determined to illuminate the last stretch of the way home before it was extinguished.

Lin Yuan asked softly, "I remember there were two people from the City of Slaughter, one of whom was Hu Liena, the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall." "Hu Liena?"

Tang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had thought of something, and replied, "A few years ago, two people did come to the City of Slaughter. One of them was Hu Liena, the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, and the other was sent by someone else."

"They have now left Killing City."

"left?"

Lin Yuan frowned slightly: "Did they obtain the Killing God Domain?"

Tang Chen shook his head. Ever since the God of Asura chose Lin Yuan, he stopped passing on his God of Slaughter Domain to outsiders. Therefore, neither Tang San nor Hu Liena obtained their own God of Slaughter Domain.

The three of them appeared directly in the village outside the City of Slaughter, injecting their killing intent into the latter's body to ensure that the King of Slaughter could completely leave the City of Slaughter and reach Seagod Island.

Feeling the energy within his body, Tang Chen cupped his hands in thanks and said, "Thank you very much. If there is an afterlife, I will definitely repay your kindness."

"It's alright. I will accompany you to Poseidon Island this time. You should know the exact location of Poseidon Island, right?"

Tang Chen nodded.

I visited Poseidon Island quite often back then, so I naturally know where it is now.

The best place to go to Poseidon Island is Hanhai City.

Hanhai City is the largest city in the western border of the Tiandou Empire, and also the largest coastal city and port city in the Douluo Continent.

The countless gold soul coins contributed to the Heaven Dou Empire every year are enough to demonstrate how important Hanhai City is to the entire Heaven Dou Empire.

The enormous city was built along the sea, or rather, on a mountain by the sea, and could not be shaken in the slightest by the ebb and flow of the tide.

The thick city walls were definitely of the main city level. Before even entering the city, everyone could faintly smell a salty and fishy odor.

An ordinary horse-drawn carriage slowly drove into Hanhai City, surrounded by hawkers and passing merchants.

As the carriage came to a smooth stop, it attracted the attention of many people, who wanted to see if the important figures inside would buy their fish catch.

Tang Chen inhaled the scents of the coastline, feeling somewhat intoxicated. Reflecting on his experiences over the years, he realized he had finally arrived in a coastal city.

Thinking that he would soon meet Poseidon, the Sea God Douluo, Tang Chen's aged face was filled with boundless excitement.

"Teacher, judging from our current strength, crossing the entire ocean is not an easy task."

Lin Yuan was well aware that this place was far, far away from Seagod Island. If they tried to fly, they would be exhausted. Moreover, if they lost their way, even if the three of them were titled Douluo, they would probably lose their lives at sea.

Looking around, there were more than a dozen ships of different sizes standing in the port, each with a different name and various attack equipment. Clearly, these were ships waiting to head to the deep sea area.

Those attack devices were installed to prevent sneak attacks from soul beasts. (End of Chapter)