Shen Lian nodded in satisfaction, his dark purple spiritual power gradually withdrawing from the Consciousness Sea:
"Very good. Remember, don't try anything."
As Shen Lian's consciousness departed, the Consciousness Sea returned to its blood-red silence.
The Bat King's spiritual form lay sprawled on the ground, unmoving for a long while. Only that thread of dark purple energy deep within its consciousness hung over it like a sword, constantly reminding it of its current situation.
Shen Lian, having left the Consciousness Sea, slowly opened his eyes and looked at "Tang Chen," who still stood before him in a daze.
"Give me the Asura Demon Sword."
Shen Lian extended his hand, his tone calm but carrying an unquestionable command.
The Bat King controlled Tang Chen's body and, trembling, removed the chain from his wrist before slowly handing the Asura Demon Sword, which radiated scarlet light, to Shen Lian.
The instant he gripped the hilt, Shen Lian could sense the sword's violent killing intent intertwined with a sacred aura. It was the imprint of the Asura God.
"Not a bad weapon."
Shen Lian weighed the demonic sword in his hand, a meaningful smile curling across his lips.
The moment the Asura Demon Sword was stored in his Storage Soul Tool, Shen Lian turned to look deeper into the Capital of Slaughter.
According to the information provided by the Bat King, the entrance to Hell Road was hidden within an underground chamber in the eastern part of the Capital of Slaughter.
Without the slightest hesitation, Shen Lian transformed into a streak of dark purple light, passing through layer upon layer of distorted space before landing before a stone door reeking of sulfur.
Countless twisted human faces were carved into the stone door, as though they were silently screaming.
Shen Lian pressed his hand against