The Surprisingly Tactful Slaughter King, the Tang Family's Final Ripples, Dispersed

Han Li's not-so-loud voice echoed through the street, causing a Sisi change in the atmosphere.

The Slaughter King frowned. It was already displeased that no one had been sent to the Slaughter City recently, but Han Li's disrespect in front of so many people made it even more displeased.

It remained suspended in mid-air and did not fall to the ground.

It is the king here, the supreme ruler. Even if the person opposite has obtained the Divine Slaughter's Domain and can unleash his full power here, in the end, this is its territory, and its strength is incomparable to those Titled Douluo outside.

If Han Li really thinks that killing two titled individuals outside will allow him to swagger in front of it, then he's overthinking it.

Judging from the information gathered by the people constantly entering the Slaughter City, Han Li is pursuing the path of becoming a god through faith. It has only been two years, and whether he can ultimately succeed is still uncertain. The Slaughter King does not believe that he can grow to that level.

Doesn't the Slaughter King have any pride? So, not only did it not move, it also released a wisp of killing intent towards Han Li to show its attitude—a king cannot be insulted.

Han Li simply let the killing intent it emitted land on him, and then quickly disappeared without a trace, as if it had been devoured by him.

"Alright, since you're unwilling to come down on your own, I'll give you a hand."

When Han Li spoke, his gaze changed from slightly looking up to looking straight ahead.

In mid-air, the Slaughter King sensed something was wrong. Its wings were shattered by an irresistible force, and it fell to the ground.

Han Li destroyed its wings directly with his spatial power. The difference in strength between the two was too great. In front of Han Li, it was no different from a big toy. Even if it could sense what he wanted to do, it would not have time to react.

It crashed to the ground, and the blood that flowed out was quickly swallowed by the ground. In this respect, it was even worse than a normal account ban.

It was born with wings, and flying was its instinct, so it was even more vulnerable after its wings were destroyed.

The long street was silent, save for the muffled groans of the Slaughter King.

At first, the Slaughter King was prepared to retaliate, but after quickly getting up, feeling the force attached to the wounds on its wings, it forcibly pulled back the foot that had already been subconsciously stepped out.

Wild beasts are more sensitive to danger than humans. It had a premonition that it would die if it dared to make a move, even though it could not sense any killing intent from Han Li.

"I'm down now. You can tell me what you want to do now."

And so, under Han Li's gaze and amidst the astonished stares of the prisoners on both sides of the street, it crossed its arms and continued to feign its "royal majesty."

Han Li couldn't help but chuckle.

It must be said that, in some respects, this Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King that has taken over Tang Chen's body is truly a talent, no, a beastly talent.

Everyone knew that it was forcibly shot down by Han Li, but it stubbornly pretended that it had self-destructed its wings and then chose to land.

"You really do have a talent for comedy," Han Li said, glancing at it and unable to suppress a laugh.

"Alright, since you're so sensible, hand over the Asura Demon Sword. I'll help you get rid of the other one inside your body, and from now on, you'll still be the king here."

Han Li spoke slowly and deliberately.

"That's impossible!"

On the other side, the Slaughter King reacted unusually fiercely. If it were anything else, it would be fine, but Han Li's words were to demand that it hand over the Asura Demon Sword. What difference was there between that and killing it?

It also has dreams; it wants to become a god. Otherwise, why would it be willing to stay here forever?

"Nothing is impossible. You should know how to choose between your life and your future."

With just one glance from Han Li, it was frozen in place.

"Deities have appeared outside, and they are all my people. I am informing you, not discussing it with you. If you don't agree, then I will have to come and take it myself."

As he spoke, Han Li had already walked towards it.

He didn't actually intend to kill this guy; he just wanted to get rid of Tang Chen, this potential threat. His presence here was beneficial to the stability of the mainland, but if he didn't know what was good for him, then replacing him with someone else wouldn't be a problem. It wasn't that he absolutely had to have him.

As Han Li drew closer, the Slaughter King felt its body being constantly squeezed, as if it would explode at any moment.

Han Li stopped in front of it and extended his right hand.

"I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you."

The Slaughter King, who was originally over two meters tall, was now hunched over under the invisible pressure, and looked even shorter than Han Li, who was 1.85 meters tall.

A blood-red straight sword appeared in its hand. It intended to hand it over directly, but after meeting Han Li's gaze, it endured the excruciating pain in its body, turned the sword around, pointed the tip at itself, and handed it over to Han Li with the hilt facing him.

Not only that, but it also forced a fawning expression onto its face.

"Good, very sensible."

Han Li took the Asura Demon Sword, which relieved the spatial compression that had been applied to it. He wanted to pat it on the shoulder, but he couldn't stand the strong smell of blood on it, so he gave up.

This guy is a real professional when it comes to being a dog.

On both sides of the street, the prisoners were somewhat numb. Was this the Slaughter King they had always feared? Han Li didn't care about their expressions; it was none of his business. He looked at the Asura Demon Sword in his hand.

Yes, it is indeed a Divine Artifact artifact, but it is definitely not the original. It is more like a beggar's version that was forcibly transformed by injecting the rules into the Clear Sky Hammer using the special characteristics of the Slaughter City. It is Divine Artifact, but it is far from being Super Divine Artifact.

Han Li curled his lip, which was in line with his judgment. Asura was the kind of guy who wouldn't act until he saw the benefits, and he was the kind of person who cast a wide net for his inheritance. If he really put something in the bag, even he himself wouldn't believe it.

He shook his head and looked away, only to see the Slaughter King threatening the prisoners standing on either side with his eyes, exuding a murderous aura.

When it saw him turn his gaze to it again, its face changed back to a fawning expression.

Ha, Han Li didn't know how to evaluate this guy.

It was wearing Tang Chen's face, and at most, because of the body it possessed, it looked somewhat mutated, with a blue face and fangs, but it could still be seen that it was still quite heroic. However, under its control, it looked somewhat comical.

"Stand still, I'll help you solve the problem."

Han Li said calmly that because this guy chickened out so quickly, what should have been a fight was silently averted, which he liked. In addition, since he was going to get rid of Tang Chen, a potential threat, he didn't intend to break his promise.

The Slaughter King was taken aback for a moment, then immediately stood up straight.

Then, it saw a purplish-red rhomboid crystal with an extremely dense aura of divine power appear in Han Li's left hand. It had an aura that it was extremely familiar with, the aura of the one who had helped it take over Tang Chen's body.

Its body trembled slightly, but it was also glad that it had made the right choice.

Immediately, it felt a pain in its chest as Han Li's Asura Demon Sword, held in his right hand, pierced its chest.

It instinctively wanted to resist, but forcibly endured it. It hurt a bit, but it didn't feel the approach of death. Instead, Tang Chen's soul, which it had been suppressing, let out a scream and was directly swallowed by the Asura Demon Sword.

Despite the sword embedded in its chest, it felt incredibly refreshed on a spiritual level; this body truly belonged to it now.

Han Li nodded in satisfaction, pulled out the Asura Demon Sword, and with the help of Rakshasa's Godhood Shard, completely integrated Tang Chen's soul into the sword, improving its quality a bit more. Not bad, it wasn't a waste of his effort.

You should know that starting with Qingluan Shibo, all the people in the Divine Realm have been focusing their attention on him again.

As for Tang Chen, the Clear Sky Sect was destroyed under his influence. He was just an enemy, so what's there to say? He wasn't like Qian Daoliu, who could catch up with him.

He preferred to send the other party off to a reunion in an orderly fashion, even if the main members of their family had basically left behind no souls, but the sentiment was always conveyed.

Of course, there was another reason why he chose to use the Rakshasa's Godhood Shard: to handle the situation cleanly. The mutually restraining forces were enough to directly destroy some of the Asura's possible backup plans. He never hesitated to assume the worst about his enemies.

"Alright, that's settled. Take me to your tower, and while you're at it, please keep things quiet. I don't like noise."

Seeing the Slaughter King exploring his body with some delight, Han Li gave the order directly.

He planned to take the final step right here, as this place was indeed suitable for his advancement and wouldn't affect others on the continent.

"Yes, sir, this way please."

Even though the wound on its chest hadn't healed, the Slaughter King seemed completely unconcerned, figuring it would recover by drinking more blood; it certainly didn't want to be chopped off.

It had only just sensed the full power of a demigod, and the future was still long. It hadn't even truly enjoyed it yet. Didn't it see that the Asura Demon Sword had no power to resist in Han Li's hands? It understood this better than anyone else: it was a direct pre-arranged deal, and no matter how much it longed for it, it had no chance.

Moreover, it also had other ideas; the purplish-red crystal that had just appeared in Han Li's left hand also held a fatal attraction for it.

It had some guesses about this, but dared not be sure. But what if? What if this lord was willing to bestow it upon it?

Although it knew the chances were slim, how would it know if it didn't try? After all, one person could only inherit one God Position, so it wasn't entirely without a chance.

As for stealing it, don't be ridiculous. When Han Li stabbed it with his sword just now, he used his divine power. Its body was trembling. If it had any sense left, it wouldn't have thought of such a thing.

And so, under the watchful eyes of everyone in the Slaughter City, it bent low, like a servant, and led Han Li into its tower.