Rewarding the Asura God with an Arrow

Slaughter City.

"Damn Lu Mingchuan. A mere Douluo native dared treat me like this. I definitely..."

Tang San lay in a hidden place, the wounds covering his body somehow completely healed.

However, the right arm he had once been so proud of, which had absorbed a Soul Bone—a spider leg—had not recovered along with his injuries.

Just like that, after a single match, he had been sent back to square one. Not only had he lost his Soul Bone, but his level had also fallen back to thirty.

His Sword Sheath might even have become someone else's soul ring or Soul Bone by now.

The thought filled him with both gnashing hatred and grief, but this was not the time for sentimentality.

He had already recognized his surroundings. This was where he had obtained the Asura God's inheritance in his previous life—Slaughter City!

Xiao Wu was currently on the outskirts of Tiandou. When she opened her eyes again, she found a Form-Shifting Grass that had suddenly appeared before her.

As a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, she naturally knew what it was. Whenever a soul beast cultivated anew in human form, consuming this would ensure that even a Titled Douluo could not detect its true body.

The moment she recognized it, she yanked it from the ground and stuffed it into her mouth.

At this point, she did not care whether there was dirt on it or not. Although a Titled Douluo had already recognized her identity, every fewer person who noticed her meant one less danger.

As for Tang San's methods, the Asura God did not know about God King Rebirth. Otherwise, he would not have deliberately arranged for this item.

After digesting it, she began searching for Heaven Dou Royal Academy. This time, she was no longer so fearful and