The Tree Realm Descends on Douluo Continent

Chapter 262 The Blue Silver Grass Has Mutated?

Tang San also arrested some people for questioning, but most of them knew very little. They vaguely guessed that it was related to the God of Hundred Victories, but no one had any conclusive evidence.

However, Tang San wasn't worried, because his father and uncle had personally brought him here. He figured even the legendary King of Slaughter would have to give the Clear Sky Sect some face.

Tang San sheathed his Eight Spider Lances, ignoring the withered Fallen Ones beneath his feet, and walked towards the Hell Slaughter Arena. Those who could enter this place were all vicious and ruthless; he felt no pity for them.

After registering, Tang San stood in a corner of the arena. Since entering the City of Slaughter, the tension that had been building up inside him finally eased.

Today marks his 100th victory. In fact, he has to thank these newcomers who inexplicably flooded into the Killing City; it was these reckless fools who once added nine victories to his tally in a single day.

Although this good fortune didn't last long, it was enough for him to quickly accumulate wins.

Tang San waited for almost a whole day before he could gather nine unlucky victims for this killing contest.

Tang San smiled, neither using the Clear Sky Hammer nor the Blue Silver Grass. He possessed the Tang Sect's ultimate techniques, whether it was hidden weapons, deadly poison, Ghost Shadow Tracking, the Mysterious Jade Hand, or the Crane Control and Dragon Capture. He could gain an overwhelming advantage in any of them.

The Haotian Hammer is more often used as a means of self-defense and a trump card.

As for Blue Silver Grass, although it showed signs of mutation by constantly absorbing the life force of Soul Masters, it was still too weak in the end.

As the massive stone slab blocked the entrance and exit, Tang San instantly made his move. With his hands lightly touching the soul-guided artifacts at his waist, he launched a dense barrage of hidden weapons with exquisite skill.

He knew that being merciful to the enemy was being cruel to himself, so he used extremely tricky angles for all his hidden weapons.

Although the nine contestants were skilled, only two were able to put up any resistance; the rest were knocked to the ground by hundreds of hidden weapons in a single exchange.

The remaining two put up a little resistance, but they were quickly defeated.

"Thousand-Handed Asura! Thousand-Handed Asura!" A fierce shout suddenly rang out from the audience.

Tang San stood calmly in the center of the arena; he was already used to this kind of scene.

"You are very good. I wonder if you would like to stay as a guest minister in the City of Slaughter?" The King of Slaughter was still the same as before. In order to prevent the emergence of a new God of Slaughter, he began to persuade him from the start, listing all kinds of conditions.

"I'm sorry, I can only decline your kind offer. I came here to walk the legendary Road to Hell. Please open the entrance to the Road to Hell." Tang San smiled calmly.

The King of Slaughter's face instantly darkened, but considering the two people Tang San had escorted him when he arrived, he forced himself not to lash out: "Have you thought this through? There is no turning back once you go to Hell Road."

"Let's begin. I've already made plans since I'm here." Tang San stood proudly, his eyes revealing confidence.

The King of Slaughter's eyes were sharp, and the veins on his neck bulged. But after a moment, he seemed to have thought of something. His eyes flickered, and a smile inexplicably appeared on his face: "Alright, since you want to go, I'll grant your wish."

The crimson mist dissipated, a carnage unfolded, and as the blood of the spectators drained away, the blood-red bats opened a new passage. Tang San felt his mind go blank, his feet slipped, and an inexplicable fear rose in his heart.

Fear constantly gnawed at Tang San's heart, causing him endless torment.

He didn't know how much time had passed when, with a splash, Tang San fell into a sea of ​​blood. The sudden, intense pain instantly brought him back to his senses.

With a series of gulps, Tang San struggled to emerge from the sea of ​​blood, having swallowed an unknown amount. He surveyed his surroundings and was instantly stunned.

Everyone says it's the road to hell, but what road is there here? All you can see are a few ruins of buildings.

With doubts in his mind, Tang San slowly swam forward. He didn't know how long it took before he found a place to stand in the sea of ​​blood. Taking this opportunity, he quickly swallowed two antidote pills.

He knew that Bloody Mary contained toxins, and although he didn't know how this sea of ​​blood was formed, it was definitely related to the City of Slaughter.

With a breather, the rest of the journey became much easier. With the help of the Flying Claw, they quickly found a patch of undamaged buildings and ground.

Tang San breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could go far, he noticed something strange about his surroundings.

Huhu—

First came a slight whistling sound, then it turned into a whistling, extremely dense and noisy sound.

Tang San immediately activated his Purple Demon Eye and looked towards the source of the sound. He saw that his vision was filled with blood red, and it was rapidly floating towards him.

As he got closer, he was shocked to discover that the red patch was made up of bats, each about an inch long.

Tang San's expression changed drastically. Behind him lay a sea of ​​blood; unless he hid beneath it, there was no way to escape. Eight Spider Lances extended from his back, and he summoned the Clear Sky Hammer with his left hand, beginning a new round of slaughter.

It's unclear how long the battle lasted, but the swarm of bats eventually retreated in fear.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Tang San collapsed to the ground with a thud, panting heavily: "This Road to Hell truly lives up to its name!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a chilling killing intent descended, causing him to shiver involuntarily. He turned his head and gasped in shock.

Just as the swarm of red bats was approaching, a dark gold three-headed bat was rushing towards him at high speed. The bat was enormous, and its wings whipped up gusts of wind.

Tang San's face twitched. He had no choice but to fight desperately now, even if it meant retreating into the sea of ​​blood. Facing such a powerful creature, if he revealed any weakness, he would die without a burial place.

Tang San quickly stood up, his eyes flashing with madness, his killing intent emanating from his body. He threw out the hidden weapons from his soul tool as if they were free, covering all directions of the three-headed bat king.

Blood splattered, and the eight spider spears shattered.

The battle lasted a long time, and Tang San, with the help of the Ghost Shadow Step, finally managed to defeat the Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King.

However, Tang San was also seriously injured. Dragging his heavy steps, he arrived at the side of the Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King and inserted the last two Eight Spider Lances into the bat's body. Streams of life force surged into the bat's body through the spears.

Feeling the immense life force, Tang San exhaled a refreshing breath, which lessened his fatigue and pain.

However, he soon noticed something unusual, because this bat, which resembled a soul beast, did not explode its soul ring, and its vitality far exceeded that of ordinary soul beasts of the same level.

He had devoured quite a few ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts, but this was the first time he had ever felt the word "inexhaustible" from a soul beast.

Suddenly, Tang San's expression changed, and he suddenly felt a dull pain in his body. Blue Silver Grass involuntarily sprouted from his right hand.

As its vitality increased, the color of the Blue Silver Grass began to change, slowly turning from blue to darker, and then finally stopping when it turned purplish-black.

"Has the Blue Silver Grass mutated?" Tang San asked, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of fear and anticipation.

(End of this chapter)