"Boom—"
A powerful killing aura erupted. Dugu Chen folded his wings before him, resisting that terrifying wave of energy.
What terrifying power. Is this the strength of one of the only three Limit Douluos in the world?
Dugu Chen struggled to withstand it, inwardly filled with awe.
The energy fluctuations did not spread very far, covering only a diameter of roughly three hundred meters.
Yet within that three-hundred-meter radius,
everything around Hell Road vanished completely. It was either reduced to ashes or simply disappeared into thin air.
Tang Chen slowly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with confusion, as though he had just awakened from a long dream.
Seeing this, the killing intent around Dugu Chen gradually subsided. He said coldly,
"King of Slaughter, have you finally remembered who you are?"
"Who am I? Who am I? Hahahahaha..."
The confusion in the King of Slaughter's eyes gradually faded, and he suddenly threw back his head and laughed.
Yet beneath that laughter, his expression was one of extreme pain.
Two trails of bloody tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
"Did I win? Or did I lose? None of it means anything to me anymore."
"Was I wrong? Was I right? Decades passed like a dream."
"Yet I have committed such sins. What a Shura... In the end, I still failed to pass your trial."
"This was neither right nor wrong. Perhaps it was simply fate and fortune. In the end, I was defeated by you!"
The violent energy fluctuations made everything around them tremble.
The heavy sword in the King of Slaughter's hand continuously spilled sheets of bloody light.
Dugu Chen merely stood there, quietly watching him, with no change in expression.
A long while passed.
Only then did the King of Slaughter's emotions gradually calm. The bloody tears