Tang San Was the Biggest Winner

The King of Slaughter and Tang Hao constantly clash in their Spirit World.

Although the Nine-Headed Bat King has nine heads, its mental will is slightly weak, but it has the ability to mobilize 60% of Tang Chen's Spirit Sea.

Tang Chen suffered severe mental damage from being asleep for too long, but his mental will was strong. So even though he only mobilized four layers of his Spirit Sea, he was able to fight the King of Slaughter to a standstill.

The clash between the two sides caused their Spirit World to tremble continuously.

Tang San, meanwhile, trembled in fear, hiding within the mental barrier that Tang Chen had created for him.

"What's this?"

As the two were focused on defeating each other in their Spirit World, streams of pure Spiritual Power, which were released from their collision, gradually converged on him and were continuously absorbed into his body.

Tang San could clearly sense that his body was constantly becoming stronger.

At the same time, he gradually developed a subtle connection with this vast world.

"What am I doing..."

Tang San looked at his hands; his nearly transparent body gradually solidified after absorbing that energy.

At that moment, he understood what he was doing: he was absorbing the energy generated by the battle between the two.

Moreover, they gained control of this Spirit World.

He easily sensed just how powerful the body connected to this Spirit World was.

"If I can control this Spirit World, can I achieve resurrection?"

Tang San looked at the body in the real world, and the body's strength exceeded his imagination.

It was definitely the body of the strongest being he had ever seen.

Was his Great Ancestor such a powerful being?

A black aura gradually enveloped Tang San's entire pupils.

"No, why would it be the Great Ancestor?"

Why can't it be me?

Once I devour their souls, I can become the master of this body.

Then I will have the ability to take revenge on Zhu Zhuqing.

I want to kill her myself!

Overwhelmed by intense greed, Tang San made a decision: he would carry on his Great Ancestor's glory and shine once more on the Douluo Continent.

With this thought in mind, Tang San decided not to remind the two who were locked in fierce combat, and even looked forward to them fighting even more intensely.

In this way, he will be able to absorb more energy.

Tang San was so excited that his whole body was trembling.

The Spiritual Power released from the clash between two near- Limit Douluo- level spiritual Spiritual Power could be described as a Taotie for a mere Soul Ancestor like Xiao Karami.

However, Tang San, like a bottomless Taotie, kept absorbing these Spiritual Power to strengthen himself.

Every moment was a huge boost for Tang San.

The two fought each other for more than half an hour.

Both sides' Soul Body had become almost transparent, which showed just how enormous their energy expenditure had been.

"Tang Chen, you are no match for me. Step back and sleep soundly, and I guarantee your soul will live on forever."

The King of Slaughter watched as Tang Chen offered what he perceived as preferential treatment.

"Ah, asleep?"

I've slept long enough, my voice groggy and resigned to death. I'd rather drag the enemy down with me!

Tang Chen's chest remained ramrod straight.

"Since that's the case, then don't blame me for being impolite!"

Seeing that Tang Chen was so ungrateful, the King of Slaughter simply waved his hand.

Suddenly, cracks appeared throughout his Spirit World.

Then countless bat-like Spirit Body flew out directly from it.

Among them are many Thousand-Year Soul Beast and Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, and even some that are Hundred Thousand Years.

This is the King of Slaughter's trump card.

As long as he is in the Slaughter City, he can summon the Spirit Body of all the bats in the Bloodthirsty Bat Swarm into his Spirit World to fight for him.

The reason he didn't summon them before was because both sides were at their peak strength, and these little bats would be nothing more than a matter of one blow for Tang Chen.

But things are different now. Both sides have suffered enormous losses. Now that he is gathering these descendants, it poses a huge threat to Tang Chen.

"Hehehehe, Tang Chen, what are you going to do now?"

"How long can you hold out against my tens of thousands of descendants?"

The King of Slaughter flashed to the middle head of the Three-Headed Bat King and laughed loudly.

Tang Chen's expression also became very serious at this moment.

He was confident he could handle a Nine-Headed Bat King, even in his worst condition. But now, facing tens of thousands of Blood Bat, and even Three-Headed Bat King with a lifespan of Hundred Thousand Years, he was truly uncertain.

"You're nothing but a beast. How much better do you think you are than me? You're not qualified to control my body."

A resolute glint flashed in Tang Chen's eyes.

Even if he dies today, even if his soul is destroyed, he will never let this beast succeed. His body must never be given to a beast!

Just as Tang Chen was about to detonate the Spirit World he could still control and Mutual Destruction with the Nine-Headed Bat King, a hand landed on his shoulder.

"Great Ancestor, leave the rest to me!"

Tang Chen turned around when he heard the sound, and then saw Tang San appearance had changed drastically.

At this moment, Tang San was no longer the pathetic figure he had been before, easily blown away by a breath.

His spirit was so concentrated that it was almost tangible, surpassing even his previous abilities and those of the Nine-Headed Bat King.

Looking at Tang San, Tang Chen suddenly understood something.

A bitter smile appeared on his lips, then gradually turned into a sense of relief.

Fine, rather than letting a beast possess my body, it's not impossible for my great-grandson to have this opportunity.

Seeing the Black Light flashing in Tang San's eyes from time to time, Tang Chen finally decided to grant Tang San's wish.

He belongs to the era before that, so why can't we give the opportunity to people of this era?

At this point, Tang San had pried half of Tang Chen's control over his Spirit World from each of the two, which is 50%.

At the same time, the Spiritual Power consumed by Tang Chen and the King of Slaughter was also absorbed by him.

It can be said that at this time, Tang San's Spiritual Power was more than double that of the two of them, and he also had half of the control over Tang Chen's Spirit World.

Even if the two of them joined forces, they would not be a match for Tang San.

So he took action.

If Tang Chen chooses to self-destruct the part of the Spirit World he controls, it will be a huge problem for both the King of Slaughter and Tang San.

It would be better if Tang San could just lie low and wait for the two to fight to the death before stepping forward.

That way, he could effortlessly acquire the immense power of his Great Ancestor.

It's just a pity...

Tang San looked at the Nine-Headed Bat King and a murderous glint flashed in his eyes.

What a useless piece of trash!

Tang San raised his right hand high, and a dark red giant hammer appeared in his hand.

This was not the Clear Sky Hammer that Tang San originally possessed, but rather the Clear Sky Hammer that Tang San condensed after absorbing a great deal of spiritual energy from Tang Chen.

At the same time, a pair of dark red wings appeared behind Tang San, and with the flapping of the wings, Tang San gradually rose into the air until he met the Nine-Headed Bat King's gaze.