Absorbing a Three Hundred Thousand Year Head Soul Bone

In the Sea of Consciousness, Sagros, covered in blood-red and black energy, was devouring the remnant soul of the Dream Dragon bit by bit. Even though the Heavenly Dragon was still conscious and screaming hysterically, Sagros didn't hesitate at all.

Chen Chu also successfully began to fuse this Spirit Head Soul Bone of the Dream Dragon, which was worth three hundred thousand years.

It took him nearly half a day to finish fusing the Soul Bone. When he opened his eyes again, he felt that the bottom of the tower, which had been dim when he entered, was now incredibly clear. He felt completely comfortable and refreshed.

"Dream Dragon Head Soul Bone Skill—Spirit Annihilation!"

This skill was the trump card of the Dream Dragon clan. Against beings with weaker spiritual power, this one attack could, at best, cause spiritual damage and greatly reduce mobility, or at worst, directly turn the target into an idiot, a mere walking corpse.

"Dream Dragon Head Soul Bone Skill—Mental Control!"

As the name suggested, this skill could control beings whose spiritual power was severely weakened or inherently low, manipulating their every word and action through remote mental control.

Chen Chu was very satisfied with these two Soul Bone skills, even though he could only use them twice a day at most.

"My Soul Power has actually broken through to level sixty-seven. This trip was not in vain. When I return, I can start seizing the Immortal Herbs."

Before, Chen Chu's strength was insufficient, and he had tried to scheme for Immortal Herbs from Dugu Bo through various means. But now, it was different. He had a protector, he had Ao Tian. With such a powerful subordinate to back him up, what else did he need to scheme for? If he said that treasure land was his, would Dugu Bo dare to refuse?

"However, before that, it's time to make good use of this Slaughter City."

Chen Chu stood up, patted the dust off his clothes, woke Ao Tian, who was meditating beside him, and directly descended to the King of Slaughter through the Asura Bead.

As the light of the Asura Bead exploded in the great hall of Slaughter City, the King of Slaughter was sitting on his throne. Before he could even investigate the situation, he was pinned to the spot by the pressure belonging to the Asura God.

He looked up abruptly and saw Chen Chu and Ao Tian emerge from the light. His knees trembled uncontrollably. The Slaughter Envoys on both sides of the hall were about to step forward when Ao Tian's gaze swept over them, and they instantly froze in place.

"My Lord." The King of Slaughter's voice trembled noticeably. He struggled to rise from his throne but found his body unable to move. He could only lower his head slightly. "I did not expect your arrival, my Lord. Please forgive my lack of proper reception."

Chen Chu said nothing and walked directly to the front of the throne.

"Slaughter City, you have managed it well all these years." Chen Chu finally spoke, his voice devoid of emotion, giving no hint of his mood.

The King of Slaughter quickly replied, "It is all thanks to you, my Lord! If not for your permission, how would I dare to continue ruling this Slaughter City?"

He already knew that the person before him was not to be trifled with, especially now that Ao Tian was by his side, a powerhouse whose mere aura could make him struggle to breathe.

"Permission?" Chen Chu chuckled. "I didn't expect you to be good at flattery too."

"Since you have worked so hard for me for so long, it would be too much to not give you some reward."

Chen Chu turned around, his gaze indifferent as he stared at him.

The King of Slaughter looked up and met his eyes, immediately feeling a sense of foreboding. "This is my duty, I dare not hope for a reward."

How could Chen Chu indulge him? This old fellow was a Limit Douluo who claimed to be invincible on land, Tang Chen. He also possessed an almost complete inheritance from the Asura God and was the ancestor of the Clear Sky Sect. If he didn't leave some means on him, what if he regained his senses one day and gave the inheritance to Tang San again? Then he would have nowhere to cry.

Chen Chu continued to take a source restriction from the Asura Bead and placed it before the King of Slaughter. This was the authority of Slaughter City. With it, you could control this place better. Consider it your reward.

"What? The authority of Slaughter City for me!" The King of Slaughter looked at the young man before him in disbelief. His instincts told him that this authority was likely not that simple and probably a trap. Yet, for some reason, he couldn't resist its allure and inexplicably accepted it, allowing it to drill into his glabella.

Seeing his perceptiveness, Chen Chu nodded with satisfaction. Now, the life of the King of Slaughter was in his hands.

"From now on, without my permission, no one is allowed to leave Slaughter City."

"All the degenerates within, starting today, will undergo semi-military management. Each person must strictly obey our discipline and orders. Can you do this?"

Chen Chu looked at the King of Slaughter again, hoping for a satisfactory answer.

The King of Slaughter did not react much to his words. He had been here for so many years, constantly watching them fight and risk their lives. He was already tired of it. Having something to do now was not something he strongly opposed, mainly because he dared not.

"I understand, but these scumbags are too used to being lawless. Doing this suddenly might not be very effective."

A group of degenerates with mental issues, essentially lunatics. Thinking of using and managing them, let alone the difficulty, it sounded somewhat unrealistic.

"Management is difficult? From now on, after every duel, death will no longer be the outcome. Not a single person is allowed to die. The loser will be subjected to the eighteen tortures, making them wish for death but unable to die."

"Also, increase the dosage of drugs in the Bloody Mary. They must drink it every day, or else. If they don't behave, cut off their supply."

"Furthermore, for those who are obedient, improve their treatment. Let them manage and train others. Do you understand what I mean?"

After Chen Chu finished speaking, Ao Tian, standing beside him, widened his eyes and looked at him in disbelief. "Good heavens, worthy of being the inheritor of the Asura God. His methods are indeed ruthless, a true inheritance, he has learned the essence." Back then, the Asura God, in order to make him experience extreme pain, didn't kill him directly but tortured him for countless years before subduing him.

"This, I understand." The King of Slaughter naturally had no problem with this. After so many years, he had long since become numb to such things.

"Good that you understand," Chen Chu nodded slightly. "I hope that when I need to use them next time, you can present me with a satisfactory report."

After saying that, Chen Chu took Ao Tian and vanished.

The King of Slaughter, left alone, let out a long sigh after the great lord finally left. He looked at the Hell Envoys beside him and cursed, "What are you standing around for? Didn't you hear the Young Master's words? Go train! Train them to death! If I'm not satisfied, I'll strip you naked and throw you into their den, so you can enjoy the pleasures of the world too!"

In the room, Chen Chu slowly opened his eyes. He was alone in the room. Ao Tian's true body had just left Slaughter City, and it would take him a few more days to reach him.

"I'll return to Heaven Dou tomorrow. I can't wait another moment!"

Chen Chu got up and walked out, preparing to bid farewell to Madam Ye and Brother Ye immediately.