The Six Great Enshrined Elders Besiege Tang Hao! Tang Chen, This Emperor Is Your Opponent!
As it repaired his old injuries, it was also pushing him toward a realm of greater power—and greater danger.
His aura had already broken through the Level 97 bottleneck and reached Level 98, and it was still slowly rising!
"Hold on, Hao'er!"
Tang Chen let out a low roar, his voice carrying a trace of hoarseness.
"Draw the power of slaughter into your soul. Break, then rebuild!"
"This is the only path to transformation! As long as..."
His words abruptly cut off!
The Asura Demon Sword suddenly let out a piercing hum!
The blood light on its blade churned violently, as though it had sensed some immense threat!
Tang Chen jerked his head up. His dark crimson, flame-like eyes shot toward the void above the Blood Pool, and his expression changed dramatically!
The sky, once filled only with churning blood clouds and vengeful souls, began to freeze across vast stretches without warning!
Crack! Crack-crack—!
An ultimate chill, like an ice prison from the deepest layer of Nine Nether, descended in an instant!
Everywhere it passed, the rolling blood clouds, the wailing vengeful souls—
Even the viscous intent of slaughter permeating the air—were instantly solidified and frozen!
Countless dark crimson Ice Crystals crashed down from the sky like a torrential downpour, plunging into the boiling Blood Pool.
With hissing sounds, vast swathes of blood water froze instantly!
A dark figure, like a deity stepping forth from ten thousand years of ice, silently appeared within the frozen void.
Ye Xian!
He sat high upon a dazzling, magnificent Frost King Throne, his Dark Papal Robe fluttering despite the lack of wind.
His icy blue eyes looked down indifferently at Tang Chen and Tang Hao in the Blood Pool, as though they were two ants struggling in boiling water.
"Asura inheritance? Killing Furnace?"
Ye