The red light receded.
The King of Slaughter's eyes lit up.
His eyes changed from blood-red to black, an incomparably profound black.
His features seemed to have changed somewhat as well.
He was still middle-aged, but far more handsome. All the evil had been replaced by an air of decay. The black hair behind his head stirred without wind. Standing there, he no longer had the King of Slaughter's previous ethereal, unsteady bearing, but stood as solid and imposing as a mountain.
Yet when he looked at Bibi Dong, his eyes were filled with gravity.
"Little girl, the younger generation truly surpasses the old. I never expected you to have come this far."
"Are those your last words?"
Bibi Dong continued approaching Tang Chen. Blood-red light tangled behind her, forming a massive blood-red spider.
Tang Chen frowned.
"Since you have begun the Nine Trials of Asura, you should understand that even without your intervention, this decaying body of mine will collapse on its own."
"I know. But I need your memories. I want to see the Great Sumeru Hammer that your Clear Sky Sect is so proud of!"
The Asura Divine Sword in Bibi Dong's hand slowly rose.
"Great Sumeru Hammer?!"
A sharp glint flashed through Tang Chen's eyes as he stared at Bibi Dong, Ye Qiu, and Hu Liena behind her.
"Are you people from Spirit Hall?!"
"The Clear Sky Sect has already set itself against the entire continent, even against the God Realm."
Bibi Dong spoke calmly. Holding the Asura Divine Sword level at Tang Chen, she immediately charged at him.
"What do you mean by that?!"
Confusion appeared in Tang Chen's eyes, but Bibi Dong had no intention of answering him again.
"The dead do not need to know so much."
Bibi Dong shot toward Tang Chen