Under Mo Lin's deliberate care, Tang San achieved one hundred victories in Slaughter City's Hell Slaughter Arena in just a year and a half. Moreover, because Mo Lin had killed off nearly all the powerful exotic beasts on Hell Road, Tang San passed through Hell Road with great ease and encountered virtually no challenges.
Tang San had so easily passed through the perilous Hell Road his father, Tang Hao, had described, and even life in Slaughter City had not been as dangerous as his father claimed. Even Tang San felt somewhat elated. However, although Tang San had successfully left Slaughter City, the killing intent condensed around him was truly far weaker than that of any previous God of Slaughter. As a result, the Divine Slaughter's Domain he obtained was also the weakest among all Gods of Slaughter. If Mo Lin wanted to reclaim Tang San's Divine Slaughter's Domain face-to-face, it would not even take a second.
Walking down the mountain path, Tang San was brimming with excitement, for he could finally see his father and Xiao Wu, whom he had not seen for two years.
"Little San." A deep, resonant voice sounded by Tang San's ear. Tang Hao had somehow silently appeared on the road ahead. After two years apart, he seemed to have aged several more years. With his extraordinary sensitivity, Tang San sensed the same trait within his father that he possessed himself.
Tang San hurried forward and stopped before Tang Hao. "Dad, do you have Divine Slaughter's Domain too?"
Tang Hao nodded, but he noticed something was not quite right. The killing intent Tang San was giving off was simply too weak. Compared to the killing intent Tang Hao had emitted when he emerged from Slaughter City, it felt as though Tang San had only half as