Tang Chen Awakens

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Faced with the news about Tang Chen from the Slaughter King, Qian Daoliu's "Angel Sword," which was about to strike, ultimately did not continue its attack.

Looking at the Slaughter King with Tang Chen's face, he said he knew where Tang Chen was. Although there was a strong sense of incongruity, the suppressed curiosity in Qian Daoliu's heart was also aroused.

"Whoosh—!"

With a flap of three pairs of radiant golden wings, Qian Daoliu before the Slaughter King, pointing his golden "Angel Sword" at him and saying in a deep voice, "Tell me what you know."

Sensing the terrifying aura locking onto him, the Slaughter King, or rather, the "Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King" who had regained control of this body's consciousness, subconsciously swallowed.

Prior to this, due to its clash with Tang Chen's consciousness, although it cleverly lured Tang Chen's consciousness into darkness and suppressed it deep within his Sea of Consciousness, its own strength was far inferior to Tang Chen's. The burden on its mental consciousness was too heavy, so it could only restrain most of its consciousness, both to continue suppressing Tang Chen's consciousness and to recover itself.

Therefore, the previous Slaughter King can only be described as a temporary consciousness constructed with the spirit of the "Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King" as the main force and Tang Chen's scattered spirit as the material, just to continue to control Tang Chen's body when the "Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King" was in hibernation.

However, the simultaneous roar of the Blood Bat and the "Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King" in Hell Road triggered the consciousness of the "Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King," causing it to awaken from its dormancy and take over Tang Chen's body again.

Now, in order to prevent Tang Chen's consciousness from waking up and suppressing it in return, and also knowing that it is no match for Qian Daoliu, a powerful figure who once competed with Tang Chen, the "Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King" has no choice but to take a gamble.

Within Tang Chen's consciousness, it had glimpsed fragmented memories. Tang Chen had a very deep impression of Qian Daoliu, and naturally, within the scope of the "Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King's" understanding, it knew that his relationship with Tang Chen was not good, and that they even belonged to two different forces, with a subtle hostility between them.

As for the "Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King," although it did not know the meaning of "the enemy of my enemy is my friend," it instinctively knew the principles of "driving a tiger to devour a wolf" and "when the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits."

This is his survival experience from tens of thousands of years as a Soul Beast.

"I, this body of mine, belongs to Tang Chen."

The Slaughter King's first words caused Qian Daoliu's body to tremble, and golden light burst forth from his eyes.

"Continue," Qian Daoliu said coldly. "Get to the point."

"Uh—" The Slaughter King noticed that Qian Daoliu's attitude was not the joy he had expected, and a little apprehensive arose in his heart, but at this moment he could only bite the bullet and continue to say, "Tang Chen underwent the God Trial the Asura God in the ' Slaughter City '. During the test, he was interfered with by the Evil divine thought of the Rakshasa God, and his mind fell into darkness, so I took over this body.

"So, you are the consciousness reborn from Tang Chen's body?" Qian Daoliu frowned, his golden eyes fixed on the Slaughter King's eyes.

"That's right!" The Slaughter King nodded without hesitation, saying, "So, the original Tang Chen is dead. I am him, yet I am not him, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Slaughter King retreated rapidly, and almost at the same time, a golden Sword Radiance that ripped through space swept past the spot where he had been standing.

"A complete liar!"

Qian Daoliu's voice arrived late, echoing in the air.

The Slaughter King's eyes blazed with crimson light, demonic runes danced across his handsome face, making him appear both Evil and eerie. His gaze towards Qian Daoliu was filled with murderous intent. "Damn it—!"

Without even bothering to ask Qian Daoliu how he saw through the flaw in his nine-tenths-truths-one-false lie, he unleashed the ' Slaughter Domain,' instantly covering an area of tens of meters in radius, and it was still rapidly expanding outwards.

Large swaths of blood-red light covered the surrounding space, affecting Qian Daoliu visually and perceptually.

However, before the Slaughter King could activate the divine power of the ' Slaughter City ' to amplify himself and suppress Qian Daoliu, Qian Daoliu's ' Angel Domain ' also unfolded, and golden and blood light erupted in a series of explosions.

That was the immediate reaction of the incompatible energies of Evil and light.

Qian Daoliu did not pursue, but raised the "Angel Sword" in his hand, and poured the Angel Holy Light remaining in his body into the "Angel Sword".

In an instant, the golden "Angel Sword" shone brightly, transforming into a sword of light, its brightness almost comparable to the blazing sun in the heavens.

The sword of light pointed to the sky, and the sunlight in the heavens seemed to be drawn in by an invisible force, converging towards the tip of the sword and quickly forming a small sphere of light resembling a small Sun.

A brilliant golden light shone from the small Sun, spreading an aura of holiness, intensity, and majesty. Combined with the power of the ' Angel Domain,' it easily dismantled the blood-red shroud of the ' Slaughter Domain.'

By drawing upon the power of the "Sun True Fire" with the Angel Holy Light, Qian Daoliu's "Angel Domain" was sublimated, and its purification and dissolving effects were greatly enhanced, overwhelming the "Slaughter King's Slaughter Domain" and enveloping it in the holy light of the "Angel Domain".

The power of the Angel God inherently possesses the attributes of light and judgment. Whether it is the "Slaughter Domain" of the Slaughter King or the dark Evil power of the "Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King", they have extremely strong restraining and expelling effects.

Bathed in the holy light emanating from the Qian Daoliu, the Slaughter King's body instantly froze, his two enormous wings on his back remaining spread out, standing in place like a sculpture, even the demonic runes on his face stopped moving.

On the other side, Qian Daoliu's golden eyes stared at the Slaughter King, who was frozen in place. He had no intention of waiting any longer. With a flash, he appeared above the Slaughter King's head, and the "Angel Sword" in his hand, with a small Sun at the tip, was thrust straight at the king's brow.

"Clang—!!!"

A tremendous clang of metal rang out, almost making the howling north wind pause.

The golden figure soared high into the air, only managing to stop its momentum a hundred meters away.

Qian Daoliu's wings spread behind him, hovering in mid-air. His right hand, which held the "Angel Sword," often trembled, and his eyes, beneath his golden sword-like eyebrows, shone with divine light.

"Tang Chen —!!!"

Two unforgettable words were uttered by Qian Daoliu gritted teeth.

On the ground, the image of the Slaughter King had changed drastically. The demonic patterns that had covered his face had all converged on his forehead, forming a red sword-shaped mark. His hair and eyes had turned from red to black, and his handsome but pale face had become rosy and vibrant.

Just now, at the critical moment, a red phantom filled with boundless killing intent flashed behind the Slaughter King, raising its right palm with a red light to meet the "Angel Sword" thrusting from Qian Daoliu.

Just before the sword clashed with the blade, the red light suddenly condensed into an enormous red hammer, gleaming with countless magnificent magical runes.

It was that giant red hammer that Qian Daoliu's "Angel Sword" and Qian Daoliu himself, sending them flying backward.

Compared to the previous exponentially increased aura of the Slaughter King, he first glanced down at the red magic-patterned giant hammer in his hand, then looked up at Qian Daoliu, who was hovering in mid-air in the distance, and his hoarse and aged voice rang out. "Qian Daoliu, your strength does not seem to have improved."

With three pairs of golden wings flapping behind him, Qian Daoliu transformed into a golden streak of light and appeared in front of the Slaughter King —no, it should be Tang Chen— in the blink of an eye.

Looking directly into those dark eyes, sensing that familiar aura and gaze, Qian Daoliu took a deep breath and asked in a low voice, "Tang Chen, you're awake?"

Upon hearing Qian Daoliu's question, Tang Chen's face showed a mixture of joy and sorrow. He tightened his grip on the red magic-patterned giant hammer and said with a wry smile, "Yes, I'm awake. I'm finally awake—"

"If it weren't for your ' Angel Domain ' and Angel Holy Light, I'm afraid I would never have woken up—"

Indeed, if it weren't for the influence of the ' Angel Domain ' after being blessed by the Angel Holy Light, which purified the dark Evil power of the "Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King" and caused a brief relaxation in its consciousness, Tang Chen's consciousness would not have regained that moment of clarity. In turn, he could have used the holy light within the ' Angel Domain ' to suppress the consciousness of the "Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King" in one fell swoop.

"So,"

Qian Daoliu frowned, glanced at the red, demonic-patterned giant hammer in Tang Chen's hand—which was completely different from what he remembered—and asked, "Did you really undergo the divine God Trial of a deity in the ' Slaughter City '?"

"Yes," Tang Chen nodded, readily admitting it.

After a short break, he, who was already resilient, had regained his composure and was no longer affected by those negative emotions.

A glint flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes, and he asked again, "The Nine Trials?"

"Nine Trials!" Tang Chen nodded.

Qian Daoliu's body trembled almost imperceptibly as he pressed for an answer, "Then what about now...?"

"Hoo—" Tang Chen exhaled softly and said in a deep voice, "Eighth Trial, I have gained the approval of the ' Asura God Sword '!"

As he spoke, Tang Chen raised the giant red hammer that shimmered with magic patterns in his hand. With a thought, the hammer seemed to melt and transformed into a giant red sword more than two meters long in the blink of an eye.

Unfortunately, before Qian Daoliu clearly see the appearance of the red giant sword, the red light flashed again, and the giant sword changed once more, transforming back into its original shape as a giant hammer.

Upon seeing this, Qian Daoliu immediately looked astonished. "This...?"

"Sigh—!" Tang Chen sighed deeply, the veins on the back of his hand gripping the hammer handle bulging, revealing his intense resentment.

"Failed?!" Qian Daoliu's voice suddenly became somewhat hoarse.

He suddenly felt a complex mix of emotions, including regret, confusion, sadness, and a secret thrill.

It's a pity that Tang Chen, with such unparalleled talent, failed the God Trial!

The bewilderment stemmed from Tang Chen's failure. Even with Tang Chen's talent, he couldn't take that first step. Was the chasm of becoming a god at level 100 really so insurmountable?!

As for the secret joy, it must be said that Tang Chen's defeat means that Qian Daoliu, who was previously defeated by him, will forever remain at the same level.

Qian Daoliu is a servant of the Angel God, which basically eliminates any possibility of him becoming a god. He will be forever trapped at the level of Level 99.

With Tang Chen's talent, even if he relies on time to slowly accumulate faith power, he has a very high chance of completing the final leap to godhood at level 100.

In this way, Qian Daoliu will inevitably never be as good as Tang Chen, since there is no comparison between humans and gods.

But now, Tang Chen has failed the God Trial, and the result is likely that his lifespan is not long. Although Qian Daoliu Qian Daoliu a sense of sorrow for his kind, he was still alive and would live for a long time. In a sense, he was better than Tang Chen!

Just as the two were speechless, a barely perceptible spatial fluctuation appeared several hundred meters away from them.

As the pinnacle of human combat power in the world of the Douluo Continent, Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen were the first to notice the spatial fluctuations and looked over at the same time.

The next second, a tall figure shrouded in dark armor appeared in their line of sight.

"Hey! Have you two finished fighting, or are you just taking a temporary truce?"

The figure in black armor, Ling Yi, who had just emerged from Hell Road, saw Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen looking at him together and waved with a smile.

Although, because of the black mask, Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen couldn't see the smile on his face.

Upon seeing Tang Chen, a handsome middle-aged man with black hair and eyes, Ling Yi clearly sensed an aura emanating from him that was entirely different from that of the Slaughter King. Tang Chen lacked the Slaughter King's superficiality, instead possessing a profound and weighty presence. Furthermore, his overall demeanor was no longer Evil; instead, it exuded an aura of righteousness.

Tang Chen looked at Ling Yi, who had suddenly appeared, with a solemn expression. His powerful mental state and combat intuition told him at the same time that this person was very strong!

Even stronger than Qian Daoliu!

Qian Daoliu: "???"

His powerful mental state allowed him to sense a very slight malice from Tang Chen, but it wasn't hostility, leaving him somewhat unsure.

"Who are you?" Tang Chen looked at Ling Yi with deep eyes and a solemn expression, asking in an aged voice that seemed somewhat incongruous with his appearance, "When did a powerhouse like you emerge in the Douluo Continent?"

Just then, Qian Daoliu, who was standing not far from Tang Chen, came to his senses and noticed the ferocious black armor covering Ling Yi's entire body. A piece of intelligence information suddenly flashed through his mind, and he blurted out:

"You're Wu Wudi? That Wu Wudi from the Rakshasa Cult?"

"Um?!"

Upon suddenly hearing the words "Rakshasa Cult" from Qian Daoliu, Tang Chen's expression changed drastically, and the killing intent in his eyes surged instantly as he stared intently at Ling Yi opposite him.

Is there any connection between the Rakshasa Cult and the Rakshasa God?

He could never forget that it was the Evil divine thought of the Rakshasa God that caused his Eighth Trial Asura God to fail, directly cutting off his path to godhood!

On the other side, sensing the sudden burst of killing intent emanating from Tang Chen, as well as the aura that subtly locked onto him and the imminent thunderous strike, Ling Yi slightly turned his head, his face beneath the black mask facing Qian Daoliu: "You know me?"

"If I remember correctly, aren't you from the Spirit Hall?"

"Logically speaking, only people from the Clear Sky Sect should know my identity..."

Tang Chen: "..."