Tang Chen, standing nearby, sensed the change in Tang San's aura. He opened his eyes and asked in confusion, "Xiao San, what are you doing?"
Tang San looked up at him. There was not a ripple in his eyes, only icy crimson. "Great-Grandfather, I'm going to devour and refine Slaughter City, seize the Asura origin within it, and avenge the sect."
Tang Chen's pupils contracted sharply, and his expression changed at once. "Have you lost your mind?! Slaughter City's fallen origin is far too tyrannical. Once you devour it, the resentment will completely corrupt you! You'll lose your mind entirely and turn into a monster that knows only slaughter!"
He had been trapped in this city for decades and knew all too well just how terrifying the resentment here was.
Even he, a Limit Douluo, had been tortured until he lost his mind. How could Tang San, who had only just broken through to become a Title Douluo, possibly withstand it?
"I won't."
Tang San shook his head, his voice firm. "Lord Asura God is protecting me. These resentments can't harm me. Great-Grandfather, my mind is made up."
"For vengeance, even if I become a demon, I will not hesitate."
The instant his words fell, Tang San stopped hesitating. He abruptly rose to his feet, formed seals with both hands, and drew upon the Asura God origin deep within his divine soul.
Buzz—
A pillar of dark-red light shot into the sky from his body, instantly piercing through the palace ceiling and stabbing into Slaughter City's blood-red canopy.
At that moment, all of Slaughter City began to tremble violently.
The fugitives within the city stared in terror at the dark-red beam in the sky and felt the violent shaking beneath their feet. Frightened out of their wits, they scattered and