Tang San Enters the Capital of Slaughter, the Angel Clan Cannot Forge

"Father, are you intending to send me back to the Clear Sky Sect?"

In Tang San's view, as the head of the Upper Three Sects, the Clear Sky Sect was naturally the most secure place for him.

Moreover, he had already learned from Tang Hao that his uncle, Tang Xiao, was the Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect; it was the safest place and the most suitable refuge for him at present.

As long as he returned to the Clear Sky Sect, he would not only gain access to the best resources to develop the potential of his Twin Martial Souls, but he would also no longer need to worry about being hunted down by Martial Soul Hall and Qian Wuyou.

However, faced with Tang San's expectant gaze, Tang Hao shook his head, his eyes revealing helplessness and self-reproach.

"Little San, I was expelled from the sect long ago. Without obtaining the sect's forgiveness, how could I have the face to return to the Clear Sky Sect?

Originally, I intended to have your aunt return to the sect to inform your uncle of your Twin Martial Souls and your Innate Full Soul Power, hoping that he could use your talent to persuade the other elders."

"But unfortunately, before my plan could even begin, you encountered the purge by Martial Soul Hall at Shrek Academy.

With your current Soul Power Level, it would be difficult for your uncle to convince the other elders. After all, the Clear Sky Sect is a place that values strength; returning like this would make it hard to command respect.

Therefore, I intend to send you to a place for training. If you can return from that trial, you will have the justification to return to the Clear Sky Sect..."

Upon hearing Tang Hao's explanation, Tang San's expression darkened.

In his heart, he secretly marked down every one of those elders in the Clear Sky Sect who opposed their return.

As members of the same family and sect, yet constantly targeting and suppressing his father, Tang Hao, those sect elders all deserved to die.

All the elders of the Clear Sky Sect: "Uh..."

What the hell do you mean we all deserve to die?

You double-standard little brat, how dare you say that about us?

Pah!

This old man would spit on you until you drowned, you shameless little brat.

After Tang San regained his composure, he asked about Tang Hao's arrangements.

"Father, where do you plan to send me for this training?"

Tang Hao gently patted Tang San on the shoulder and said.

"Little San, I intend to send you to the Capital of Slaughter for training."

"The Capital of Slaughter???"

"Yes! That's right! The Capital of Slaughter!"

"Father, what kind of place is the Capital of Slaughter?"

"The Capital of Slaughter is a place filled with slaughter and death, and it is also a place of trial that can rapidly improve your strength and killing intent."

"Uh..."

Good heavens, truly good heavens; just hearing Tang Hao's brief description made Tang San's hair stand on end.

Damn it—is that hellish place even meant for humans?

Just as Tang San felt his scalp tingling, Tang Hao began to introduce the situation of the Capital of Slaughter.

"Little San, the Capital of Slaughter is a paradise for the fallen and a hell for the weak. As long as you do not possess a Slaughter Domain, regardless of whether you are an ordinary person or a Title Douluo, once you step into the Capital of Slaughter, you cannot use any soul ring skills and must rely on your own techniques to survive."

"In the Capital of Slaughter, there is a large Hell Slaughter Arena. Each match consists of ten people, and the requirement for victory is simple: you must kill the other nine people in your group to win. It is truly a life-or-death struggle."

"The Hell Slaughter Arena is a place full of danger, but it can also rapidly improve your strength and killing intent. As long as you achieve one hundred victories, you can traverse the Road to Hell. Once you successfully clear it, you will obtain the title of Slaughter God and the Slaughter God's Domain."

"After you emerge from the Capital of Slaughter, your accumulated soul power will be greatly enhanced. The Slaughter God's Domain can not only increase your combat power by twenty percent but also suppress and weaken the enemy's strength by ten percent."

Upon learning of the abilities of the Slaughter God's Domain, Tang San's eyes lit up instantly.

Increasing his own combat power by twenty percent while weakening the enemy's by ten percent—combined, that was a total increase of thirty percent in combat effectiveness. Was this Slaughter God's Domain not a bit too strong?

"Father, since soul skills cannot be used in the Capital of Slaughter, will the hidden weapons I've crafted be of any use there?"

Tang San asked this question with great trepidation.

In a situation where soul skills could not be used, a Soul Master's physical fitness was tied to their strength.

With his Soul Power Level not being an advantage, Tang Sect hidden weapons were his best breakthrough point.

"Little San, your hidden weapons can indeed be used!"

"Aside from not being able to use soul ring skills, whether it is Self-Created Soul Skills, soul bone skills, or even some less-than-honorable methods, everything else can be used..."

Tang Hao's words made Tang San even more excited.

Although he did not have soul bone skills, he possessed the Mysterious Heaven Skill, Mysterious Jade Hand, Purple Demon Eye, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, and Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon.

Beyond that, he had the ultimate weapon: Tang Sect hidden weapons. He could absolutely slaughter his way through the entire Hell Slaughter Arena.

In a situation where soul skills were unusable, he was confident that he could kill even a Title Douluo with the power of his Tang Sect hidden weapons.

"Father, when do we set off?"

Tang San's blood was boiling, his eyes filled with anticipation.

"Little San, if you are prepared, then we shall depart now..."

Tang Hao finished speaking and waited quietly for Tang San's reply.

"Father, I am already prepared..."

After Tang San spoke, Tang Hao nodded, then immediately took Tang San and left Nuoding City, heading straight in the direction of the Capital of Slaughter.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

After Qian Wuyou and the others returned to the Ice God Secret Realm, they encountered a particularly troublesome matter.

Looking at the massive amount of resources and ores mined and brought back into the Clan Treasury, Qian Wuyou, Qian Wulu, Tianzhen, and Wuxie stared at one another, wide-eyed and speechless, all of them stumped.

In the end, it was Qian Wulu, acting as the chief steward, who spoke first to break the silence.

"Big Brother, we can't just leave these ores that we worked so hard to mine piling up in the warehouse forever, can we?"

"Our Angel Clan doesn't have a single person who knows how to forge weapons or craft armor; you, as the Clan Leader, need to think of a solution quickly..."

And honestly, she wasn't wrong.

Whether it was the Radical Faction of the Angel Clan in the Ice God Secret Realm or the Conservative Faction of the Angel Clan in Martial Soul City, there was absolutely no one who knew how to forge weapons or craft armor.

"Uh..."

"Let me think about this problem for a moment..."

Faced with the issue of forging weapons and crafting armor, Qian Wuyou subconsciously glanced at Tianzhen and Wuxie.

"Clan Leader, we are unable to help..."

Tianzhen and Wuxie also exchanged glances.

If Qian Wuyou told them to hack someone to pieces, they wouldn't say a word; they would just raise their Angel Holy Sword, charge forward, and live by the motto: "Just beat the hell out of them!"

But when it came to things like forging weapons or crafting armor, they were truly, genuinely clueless...