"You're pushing your luck!!!"
Hearing Tang Hao make another demand, the King of Slaughter, already extremely displeased, immediately erupted with towering fury.
Dense, blood-red Soul Power gushed out madly like liquid, instantly flooding the entire Hell Slaughter Arena.
At the same time, an incomparably domineering aura descended abruptly upon Tang Hao and Tang San amid booming explosions in the air.
"Urgh!"
Both were Titled Douluo in their nineties, so the King of Slaughter's pressure naturally had little effect on Tang Hao.
But Tang San in his arms was different. The sudden turn of events left Tang Hao without time to raise a Soul Power barrier.
The pressure of an unparalleled powerhouse inflicted a second injury upon Tang San, who was currently only at the fifth ring, in an instant.
His body, which had only just recovered somewhat, was immediately assaulted by the agonizing pain of being twisted apart by blades once more.
Until another mouthful of pitch-black blood sprayed from Tang San's mouth.
Only then did Tang Hao snap awake as if from a dream. His eyes split with rage as he hurriedly unleashed his Soul Power, shielding the twisted figure in his arms.
"King of Slaughter! You—"
"Me? What about me!"
The King of Slaughter's face was filled with fury. The Soul Power he radiated intensified again, making even Tang Hao feel a faint strain.
"Letting you take your son back has already broken the thousand-year rules of my City of Slaughter!"
"And now you actually want to take another person from me? Who do you think you are! Do you think I truly don't dare make a move?!"
Empowered by his formidable Soul Power, his deafening roar instantly spread throughout the scarlet City of Slaughter.
**"If I didn't have to consider the City of Slaughter, you would have