Tang Chen's Death Day!

"Not here?"

Gu Sheng whispered.

Within his divine sense, he could not detect the presence of Tang San or Tang Hao.

It seemed those two had been too severely injured; perhaps they were still recuperating in some hidden location, or perhaps they hadn't even managed to reach this deepest level yet.

"Interesting."

Gu Sheng's lips curled into a faint smile.

Since he couldn't find those two stray dogs, he might as well deal with the ruler of Slaughter City first.

Before long, the two arrived at the very center of the inner city.

It was a magnificent circular structure, towering into the clouds, its outer walls a strange, dark red, as if soaked in countless layers of fresh blood.

This was the Hell Slaughter Arena.

The core of Slaughter City, and its bloodiest place.

At this moment, a brutal slaughter was underway inside the Hell Slaughter Arena, with the thick stench of blood and frantic screams constantly pouring out.

Gu Sheng did not take the main entrance; instead, he shot into the sky, hovering in mid-air.

The Black Veil Maiden saw this and was instantly struck with terror.

"My lord, what are you doing?"

"Flight is forbidden within Slaughter City! This is the taboo of the King of Slaughter!"

Gu Sheng stood in the void, looking down at the circular building below with eyes full of disdain.

"Taboo?"

"In front of me, there are no taboos."

Before the words had even faded, Gu Sheng slowly raised his right hand, and a brilliant golden light began to gather in his palm.

The light was full of sanctity and power, appearing completely out of place against the dark red sky, which was filled with corruption and blood.

"Boom!"

With a casual wave of his hand, the golden light transformed into a massive pillar of golden radiance, slamming fiercely into the dome of the Hell Slaughter Arena.

Accompanied by a deafening roar, the entire dome of the Hell Slaughter Arena was shattered in an instant.

Countless rocks and debris, mixed with golden flames, poured down, crushing the fallen ones who were fighting below.

Amidst the swirling dust, the once-rowdy arena descended into instant chaos.

"Who dares to run wild here!"

From the depths of the Hell Slaughter Arena, a sharp, angry shout suddenly erupted.

Immediately following, a thick, tangible mist of blood rose from the ruins, manifesting into the phantom of a giant blood-colored bat.

Beneath the phantom, a massive blood-red throne slowly emerged.

A middle-aged man in blood-red robes with a face as pale as paper sat upon the throne, his blood-colored eyes filled with violent killing intent.

This person was none other than the ruler of Slaughter City—the King of Slaughter.

And within his body, the peerless powerhouse of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Chen, still lay dormant.

The King of Slaughter stared at Gu Sheng, who was hovering in the air, his voice laced with suppressed fury.

"You dare to destroy the Hell Slaughter Arena? You are courting death!"

Gu Sheng looked at the King of Slaughter on the throne and revealed a mocking smile.

"You are the King of Slaughter?"

"Just a blood-sucking bat parasitizing rotting flesh, and you dare to call yourself a king in front of me?"

Hearing this, the King of Slaughter's pale face instantly twisted into a hideous expression.

"Arrogant brat, this king will strip your bones and peel your skin to make the most delicious Bloody Mary!"

The King of Slaughter roared, launching himself from the throne like a bolt of blood-colored light, charging straight at Gu Sheng.

As he lunged, his hands transformed into a pair of massive blood-colored claws, tearing through the air with a pungent, fishy wind.

Gu Sheng stood his ground, his figure remaining completely motionless.

"Overestimating yourself."

The moment the blood-colored claws were about to touch his body, Gu Sheng slowly reached out a hand and precisely gripped the King of Slaughter's wrist.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound of breaking bone echoed in the air.

The King of Slaughter's blood-colored claws, which could easily tear through the defenses of a Titled Douluo, were as fragile as dead branches in Gu Sheng's grip, instantly snapped at a grotesque angle.

"Ah!"

The King of Slaughter let out a shrill, miserable scream, his hideous face contorted with pain and horror.

He attempted to mobilize the rules of Slaughter City to suppress Gu Sheng, only to be shocked to discover that the domains and rules he prided himself on melted away like snow the moment they neared Gu Sheng.

"This... this is impossible!"

"Why are you not restricted by the rules of Slaughter City?"

The King of Slaughter roared hysterically, his other hand condensing violent blood-colored Soul Power as he slammed it fiercely toward Gu Sheng's chest.

Gu Sheng let out a cold snort, his left hand turning into a palm as he met the strike.

"Bang!"

As the palms collided, a terrifying energy storm erupted in mid-air.

The King of Slaughter felt an overwhelming, mountain-toppling force surge through him, and his entire body was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, smashing heavily into the ruins below.

Under the shockwave of this single blow, the entire Hell Slaughter Arena collapsed, turning into a pile of rubble.

Countless fallen ones who could not dodge in time were crushed into pulp in that instant.

Amidst the ruins, the King of Slaughter struggled to stand up; his red robes were tattered, and dark red blood continuously spilled from the corners of his mouth.

He looked at the figure in the sky, who appeared like a god, and for the first time, fear flickered in his eyes.

"Who exactly are you?"

Gu Sheng slowly descended onto the ruins, walking toward the King of Slaughter step by step.

"Who I am is not important."

"What matters is that the Clear Sky Sect has been annihilated."

Upon hearing the three words "Clear Sky Sect," the King of Slaughter's body jolted violently, and a flash of struggle suddenly crossed those blood-colored eyes.

"Clear Sky Sect... annihilated?"

An aged and hoarse voice suddenly emerged from the mouth of the King of Slaughter.

This voice was completely different from the sharp, piercing tone he had used before, carrying a weight born of having weathered the vicissitudes of time.

Watching this scene, Gu Sheng knew that Tang Chen's suppressed soul was beginning to awaken after being stimulated.

"That is correct. I personally annihilated the Clear Sky Sect."

"Your eldest disciple, Tang Xiao, died by my hand."

"Your most pride-worthy great-grandson, Tang Hao, has now become a stray dog."

"And you, you are here living like a monster, merely gasping for breath. How pathetic, Tang Chen."

Gu Sheng's voice was calm, yet it struck Tang Chen's heart like heavy hammers.

"Xiao'er... Hao'er... the sect..."

A look of agony appeared on the King of Slaughter's face; he clutched his head tightly with both hands, letting out continuous, painful wails.

"No! I am the King of Slaughter! I am the great Nine-Headed Bat King!"

The other sharp voice rang out once more, attempting to regain control of the body.

Strange blood-colored patterns began to emerge on the surface of the King of Slaughter's skin, and the phantom of a massive nine-headed bat flickered in and out of existence behind him.

"A futile struggle."

Gu Sheng sneered, his figure vanishing from where he stood in an instant.

The next moment, he appeared before the King of Slaughter, a palm burning with golden Holy Fire pressed firmly against the King of Slaughter's forehead.

"Get out!"

Gu Sheng spat out the two words.

In an instant, the violent Holy Spirit Divine Power surged madly into the King of Slaughter's body along his palm.

For a creature of ultimate evil like the Nine-Headed Bat King, that power of sanctity and destruction was nothing short of lethal poison.

"Ah! No!"

The Nine-Headed Bat King let out a shrill, miserable shriek.

Under the scorching of the golden Holy Fire, a massive, blood-red bat with nine heads began to be painfully stripped out of Tang Chen's body bit by bit.

Its massive body twisted and struggled within the Holy Fire, attempting to burrow back into Tang Chen's body.

A cold, sharp light flashed in Gu Sheng's eyes.

"Die."

His right hand squeezed violently.

"Puff!"

The Nine-Headed Bat King, which had lorded over Slaughter City for countless years, was instantly crushed into the Void, wrapped in the golden Holy Fire, leaving not even a speck of ash behind.

As the Nine-Headed Bat King vanished, the blood-colored patterns on the King of Slaughter's body rapidly faded away.

His body began to undergo a drastic transformation.

His originally aged and eerie features gradually became dignified and weathered, and his messy hair turned silver-white.

That pair of blood-colored eyes finally regained clarity, revealing a profound and weathered expression.

Tang Chen, this peerless Douluo who once stood at the pinnacle of the soul master world, had finally reclaimed his body at this very moment.

However, the instant he regained control, he felt his life force slipping away.

The Nine-Headed Bat King had parasitized him for too long; his body had long since decayed, and now he was supported only by his final breath.

Tang Chen looked at the young man before him and gave a miserable smile.

"I never expected that I, Tang Chen, wise for a lifetime, would end up in such a state."

Gu Sheng watched him with an expressionless face.

"This is your destiny."

Tang Chen took a deep breath, a trace of sorrow flashing in his eyes.

"You said just now that the Clear Sky Sect has been destroyed? Xiao'er and Hao'er..."

"Tang Xiao is dead, and Tang Hao and Tang San are currently in imminent danger."

Gu Sheng answered indifferently.

"I have come this time not only to kill you but also to destroy this Slaughter City."

Hearing Gu Sheng's words, Tang Chen's body trembled slightly before he threw his head back and laughed.

The laughter was filled with the desolation and unwillingness of a hero in his twilight years.

"Hahahaha!"

"A fine 'Clear Sky Sect destroyed'!"

"A fine 'destroy the Slaughter City'!"

As the laughter faded, Tang Chen looked at Gu Sheng, a fierce fighting spirit suddenly erupting in his eyes.

"Since the sect is destroyed and my own life is nearing its end."

"Today, let this old man use his final life force to experience your brilliant techniques!"

Before the words had even faded, a massive, pitch-black hammer appeared out of thin air in Tang Chen's hands.

Nine soul rings rose slowly from beneath his feet; though dim, the pressure belonging to a peerless Douluo was revealed in its entirety at this moment.

"Great Sumeru Hammer!"

Tang Chen roared, gripping the Clear Sky Hammer tightly with both hands, leaping high into the air, and smashing it fiercely toward Gu Sheng.

This strike condensed all the remaining Soul Power and life force within his body; its power was so great that the surrounding space began to distort violently.

Facing this desperate strike from a peerless Douluo, there was no ripple in Gu Sheng's eyes.

He merely raised his right hand slowly, and a Sword of Holy Spirit, radiating endless sanctity, condensed in his palm.

"The light of a firefly dares to compete with the brilliance of the sun."

Gu Sheng gripped the Sword of Holy Spirit and swung it lightly to meet the descending giant hammer.

A brilliant golden sword beam instantly tore through the void.

"Boom!"

The sword beam and the giant hammer collided in mid-air.

There was no earth-shattering roar, only a near-eerie silence.

Before that golden sword beam, Tang Chen's Clear Sky Hammer, which had condensed his entire strength, began to crumble inch by inch the moment they made contact.

Following that, the sword beam pierced through the giant hammer and passed through Tang Chen's body.

Tang Chen's movements froze at this moment.

The Clear Sky Hammer in his hands shattered and dissipated, and his body slowly fell from the air, landing on one knee amidst the ruins.

He looked at his hands, which were beginning to fade away; there was no anger or resentment in his eyes, only a hint of relief.

"So strong... this power has already surpassed the limits of a mortal..."

"Bo Saixi... in the end... I still couldn't see you one last time..."

Tang Chen muttered to himself, his voice growing weaker and weaker.

Finally, his body turned into golden light particles that filled the sky, dissipating into the dark red firmament.

A generation of peerless Douluo had thus taken his final bow.

Gu Sheng retracted the Sword of Holy Spirit, watching the place where Tang Chen had vanished with a calm expression.

The moment Tang Chen disappeared, a mass of dark red light ignited in the void.

It was the phantom of the Asura Demon Sword, radiating an endless aura of slaughter.

Gu Sheng reached out and beckoned, and the dark red light fell into his palm, transforming into a pure force of the Divine Slaughter's Domain that merged into his body.

Feeling the additional power within him, Gu Sheng nodded slightly.

"Next, it is time for this Slaughter City."

Gu Sheng's figure flickered, and he soared back into the high heavens.

He looked down at the massive black city below, and at the shivering fallen ones amidst the ruins.

This place should never have existed in this world.

"Purify."

Cold words spilled from Gu Sheng's lips.

At this moment, the Holy Spirit Divine Power within his body erupted without reservation.

A colossal phantom of a Holy Spirit, radiating endless sanctity, slowly manifested behind Gu Sheng.

The phantom stood a thousand meters tall, nearly obscuring the entire dark red sky of Slaughter City.

"Boom!"

As Gu Sheng formed seals with his hands, countless golden rays of holy light poured down from the sky like a torrential rain.

As these rays struck the earth, they instantly transformed into a raging Holy Fire.

Wherever the Holy Fire passed, all filth, bloodshed, and sin were burned to nothingness.

Countless fallen ones let out shrill screams within the Holy Fire before turning into ashes.

Not only that, but Gu Sheng's immense divine power also permeated the ground, detonating the Blood Pool that had accumulated for countless years.

"Rumble—"

The earth began to tremble violently.

The walls of Slaughter City began to collapse, and countless buildings were reduced to ruins amidst the Holy Fire and explosions.

The entire underground world met its destruction at this moment.

The Black Veil Maiden stood in the distance, watching this scene that resembled the apocalypse, completely stunned.

She collapsed to the ground, her eyes filled with despair.

Slaughter City, which had existed for countless years, had actually been wiped out by a single person in a single day.

Gu Sheng stood in the sky, watching all of this with indifference.

As the Blood Pool detonated and the entire city was destroyed, a vast and pure energy of purification began to flow back into his body.

His aura became increasingly unfathomable at this moment.

"Tang San, Tang Hao."

"Your only retreat is gone."