Tang Chen, Guardian of the City of Slaughter, Openly Takes the Back Door?!

A full two years!

He had fought like a beast in that sunless place, his mind stretched taut to the brink of collapse at every moment.

At last, he achieved Hundred Victories and opened Hell Road.

The scene shifted to Hell Road.

Tang San and Spirit Hall's Saintess, Hu Liena, formed a temporary alliance.

Yet when facing the terrifying Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King and Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent, the coldness in Tang San's eyes sent a chill through every viewer.

To preserve his Soul Power and ensure that he could leave alive,

he repeatedly placed Hu Liena in danger. Even when Hu Liena was badly wounded and unconscious, becoming a burden,

an unmistakable flicker of killing intent and hesitation flashed through his eyes!

Though he ultimately brought Hu Liena out, it had not been out of kindness.

It had been a choice made after weighing the pros and cons—

one more shield was better than none.

In the end, Tang San crawled out of the City of Slaughter.

Tang San was covered in wounds, his clothes in tatters, like a drowned dog that had just crawled out of a sewer.

He lay sprawled on the grass outside the exit, gasping for breath, his eyes filled with the terror and exhaustion of surviving a catastrophe.

[Real World Audience Seats]

"Ugh..."

Quite a few viewers with weaker stomachs threw up outright when they saw Tang San drinking human blood and rolling around amid piles of corpses.

"This is supposed to be training? This is practically turning people into beasts!"

"That Tang San... his eyes are terrifying. For the sake of survival, could he abandon even his teammates at any time?"

Tang Hao fell silent as he watched his son on the screen, bedraggled and even somewhat mentally twisted.

Though he had passed the trial, the price... was simply too great.

It was even worse than when he himself had entered the City of Slaughter...

Just then, the Heavenly Screen on the right lit up.

The tone of the scene changed abruptly!

[Current World · City of Slaughter · Entrance]

There was no gloomy terror, no rivers of blood.

Tang Shan of the Current World, dressed in immaculate white robes and holding a folding fan, strolled leisurely into the entrance of the City of Slaughter.

Behind him even followed two Clear Sky Sect maidservants responsible for serving tea and water.

"Stop! This is the City of Slaughter. Hand over your Yellow Spring Dew!"

The Black Armor Knight at the gate was just about to stop him.

Tang Shan merely glanced at him indifferently.

The terrifying aura emitted by the mutated Meteor Hammer in his left hand instantly made the Black Armor Knight drop to his knees!

[Heavenly Screen Narration · Special Note]

Just as the Black Armor Knight trembled in fear,

a line of golden text appeared on the Heavenly Screen at just the right time, clearing up everyone's confusion.

[Note: Tang Shan of the Current World was only eleven years old at this time!]

[Additional explanation regarding the King of Slaughter (Tang Chen):]

[In the Current World, although Tang Chen had already been rescued by Tang Shan and returned to the Clear Sky Sect, where he regained his sanity,

because he had previously begun the Asura God's inheritance, the Soul Power within his body had transformed into Asura Power possessing Asura Divinity. The slaughter-filled environment of the City of Slaughter instead became his natural training ground.]

[Furthermore, although the City of Slaughter was filthy, it could also nurture Yin-Evil Attribute Heavenly Treasures that were difficult to find elsewhere. This was crucial to the Clear Sky Sect's resource reserves.]

[More importantly, as a prison for countless Fallen Ones on the Douluo Continent, the City of Slaughter required an absolute powerhouse to guard it.

Without Tang Chen's suppression, should the City of Slaughter collapse and countless Evil Soul Masters and Fallen Ones flood into the continent, the results would surely be catastrophic.]

[Thus, every so often, Tang Chen would leave the Clear Sky Sect and return to the City of Slaughter to stand guard,

both to cultivate and to fulfill the duties of a "Warden"!]

Upon seeing the notes, the Original World's viewers suddenly understood, followed by a deep sense of bitterness.

"So that was it... They treated the City of Slaughter like their own backyard and resource mine?"

"Not only could they cultivate, they could hunt for treasures, and casually earn some merit as prison wardens too...

The Clear Sky Sect really knew how to make the most of things!"

Tang Hao of the Original World felt even more conflicted when he saw this.

"Grandfather..."

His eyes reddened as he watched Tang Chen willingly guard the darkness for the safety of the continent and the interests of the sect.

Then he thought of his own world, where his grandfather had lost his mind and become a monster, while he himself had hidden like a rat in the streets...

"The difference... this is the difference!"

[Current World · City of Slaughter · Inner City]

The scene continued.

Just as the Black Armor Knight knelt and begged for mercy, a dense, inescapable bloody red mist suddenly surged from the depths of the City of Slaughter, instantly enveloping the entire entrance!

"Who... dares to cause trouble in the City of Slaughter..."

A low, hoarse voice filled with endless authority rang out.

Then countless bats gathered together, transforming into a tall figure clad in a blood-red robe.

It was Tang Chen!

Tang Shan was somewhat surprised by the sight.

Hadn't the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King been destroyed?

His Great-Grandfather had actually mastered this move too?

Had he created this Soul Skill after devouring the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King's soul?

Tang San of the Original World instinctively trembled at the sight.

During his two years in the City of Slaughter, this voice had been his greatest nightmare, representing absolute death and terror.

But in the next instant, the tone changed abruptly!

When the imposing and terrifying King of Slaughter clearly saw the white-robed youth standing at the entrance and fanning himself,

the killing intent that filled the sky vanished in an instant like melting ice and snow!

On Tang Chen's once cold and rigid face, a chrysanthemum-like smile actually bloomed.

His tone shifted from that of a demon from hell to that of a kindly old grandfather next door:

"Oh my!

Isn't this my dear great-grandson Shan'er?!"

"How did you find the time to visit your Great-Grandfather today?

You should have sent a Soul Guidance Communication in advance so your Great-Grandfather could have someone pick you up!"

[The Entire Audience Was Petrified!]

In the Original World Audience Seats, jaws dropped everywhere.

Was this really the King of Slaughter whom everyone feared at the mere mention of his name?

He was clearly a doting grandpa obsessed with his great-grandson!

On the screen, Tang Shan put away his folding fan and gave a slight bow, his movements incomparably elegant.

"Shan'er greets Great-Grandfather.

Father said that my Soul Power has reached a bottleneck and that I need Divine Slaughter's Domain to temper my state of mind, so I came here to train."

"Training?

Training my ass!"

Tang Chen waved a large hand, his bearing grand and heroic.

"This is our own territory. Why should you have to fight a hundred matches like those ants?

Those rules are for outsiders!"

"Come, come, come. Your Great-Grandfather will take you to Hell Road right now. We'll take the back door!"

As he spoke, Tang Chen completely ignored the dumbfounded Fallen Ones around them and warmly took Tang Shan's hand.

Like a grandfather taking his grandson for a stroll in the park, he boldly headed deeper into the City of Slaughter.

As they walked, Tang Chen took an exquisite jade bottle from his robes and handed it to Tang Shan.

"Thirsty, aren't you?

Don't drink that disgusting Yellow Spring Dew here. That's for prisoners. This

was Blood Bodhi Sap that your Great-Grandfather had just found deep within the Blood Pool. It's a great tonic!

Have a taste!"

Tang Shan accepted the jade bottle, took a small sip, and nodded slightly.

"It tastes good. Thank you, Great-Grandfather."