Clear Sky Sect.
Tang Xiao stood on the mountain peak, his entire person frozen as if fixed in place.
The several elders behind him also all froze in place.
One hundred days, Su Mo used one hundred days.
Tang Chen used one year and seven months.
Tang Chen was the most outstanding sect master in the history of Clear Sky Sect, a ninety-ninth-level Peerless Douluo, and a recognized genius for thousands of years, yet Su Mo was nearly six times faster than him.
"Sect Master..." Second Elder's voice was dry, "The Old Sect Master's record was broken by a Soul Saint, and it was broken by six times."
Tang Xiao was silent for a moment, his voice hoarse and slow: "Grandfather told me something after he came out of Slaughter City back then. He said that in a place like Slaughter City, what those who could clear it relied on was not just strength, but also state of mind. Facing death every day, drenched in bloodshed every day, yet still able to maintain one's original mindset without collapsing, was much harder than raising one's Soul Power by a rank. Grandfather used one year and seven months because his state of mind was tenacious enough. But Su Mo used one hundred days..."
He paused, offering a wry smile.
"One hundred days, one match a day. He didn't leave himself any breathing room at all. A person like this either has a terrifying state of mind to the extreme, or... he has a way to evade the erosion of the Aura of Slaughter in Slaughter City."
"Evading the erosion of the Aura of Slaughter?" Third Elder frowned, "How is that possible? The Aura of Slaughter in Slaughter City is everywhere, and even Title Douluos can't hold on for too long."
"Yet Su