The Pride of the Strongest of This Era

As everyone marveled at Tang Chen, the Sky Screen continued to change.

[TOP 7 Tang Chen, review complete.]

[Reward: Restore sanity.]

Everyone: "Huh???"

"Restore sanity???"

Seeing Tang Chen's review reward, everyone froze, somewhat dazed.

The Sky Screen's rewards did not merely increase soul ring age limits; there were other rewards as well.

"It seems the balance of Douluo Continent is about to change."

As though they had thought of something, everyone broke out in cold sweat.

What would Tang Chen do after receiving the Sky Screen's reward and regaining his sanity?

Would he return to the Clear Sky Sect?

When Tang Chen learned that the Clear Sky Sect had been beaten into seclusion, would he directly attack Spirit Hall?

When an expert at the end of his life came knocking, how should Spirit Hall respond?

Would Bibi Dong, the Pope, or Qian Daoliu, the Grand Worshiper, be dragged down with Tang Chen in a desperate fight?

Just as everyone was wondering, Spirit City erupted into chaos.

"Damn it, can't these remnants of the old era just die quietly? Do they have to jump out and make themselves known..."

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth as she stared at the Sky Screen. She felt uncomfortable all over, and Nana was practically about to explode from anger.

After all, she was now the Pope of Spirit Hall. If Tang Chen attacked Spirit Hall, how could she, as the Pope, stay out of it?

Even she was not confident she could defeat Tang Chen. If he launched a desperate counterattack before his death, even she would be severely injured, perhaps even affecting the Rakshasa God's Divine Trial.

What was even more fatal was that the Sky Screen had revealed how the Rakshasa God had plotted against Tang Chen. Once Tang Chen woke up, would he not seek the Rakshasa God out for a fight to the death?

Even if Tang Chen could not find the Rakshasa God, could he not find her, the Rakshasa God's inheritor?

The Sky Screen had exposed her. Everyone in the world knew that Bibi Dong, the Pope, was the Rakshasa God's inheritor.

Tang Chen was about to awaken, and Bibi Dong was not the only one feeling miserable. The Worship Hall was in complete uproar as well.

"Tang Chen, are you finally coming back?"

There was a trace of barely perceptible apprehension in Qian Daoliu's voice, along with fighting spirit that had been buried for decades.

This time, he absolutely would not lose again.

Golden Crocodile and the others were all filled with killing intent. "Grand Worshiper, once that old bastard Tang Chen regains his sanity, he will definitely attack Spirit Hall. Why don't we Worshipers join forces and head to Slaughter City to surround and kill Tang Chen while he is at his weakest, eliminating the threat once and for all!"

"Grand Worshiper, Second Brother is right. The Clear Sky Sect and Spirit Hall share irreconcilable hatred. Leaving Tang Chen alive will sooner or later become a massive hidden danger. We should strike while he is weak and take his life."

"Grand Worshiper, if Tang Chen is not eliminated, he will surely become a great threat. Please give the order. We will go to the Elder Hall at once to mobilize our forces, then head straight to Slaughter City and kill Tang Chen."

Golden Crocodile and the others spoke one after another, all asking for permission to eliminate Tang Chen, this threat.

It could not be helped. Golden Crocodile and the others could not be blamed for reacting so intensely.

Bibi Dong alone was already enough to give them a headache, and now there was an even stronger Tang Chen on top of that. Was this not simply explosive?

"Everyone, there is no need. Tang Chen only has a few years left to live. There is no point mobilizing such a force over a dying man."

"Besides, even if Tang Chen is at the end of his rope, his desperate counterattack before death will surely be earth-shattering. Even if we can kill Tang Chen, I fear we would have to pay a terrible price."

"Perhaps some of you old brothers would fall beneath Tang Chen's Clear Sky Hammer. Such a loss outweighs any gain. We must not do this."

Qian Daoliu shook his head, rejecting the proposal to surround and kill Tang Chen.

If they truly fought to the death, even he faced the risk of falling.

Besides, Bibi Dong was the current Pope. When Tang Chen attacked Spirit City, it was still uncertain who he would seek out first to settle scores with.

At most, he had merely beaten the Clear Sky Sect into seclusion. He had not wiped out the entire Clear Sky Sect.

But the Rakshasa God had directly plotted against Tang Chen and cut off his hope of becoming a god. Once Tang Chen awakened, would he not seek the Rakshasa God out for a fight to the death?

Tang Chen could not find the Rakshasa God in the distant God Realm, but could he not find Bibi Dong, the Rakshasa God's inheritor?

Let Bibi Dong and Tang Chen fight until one of them died. No matter who won or lost in the end, it would only benefit the Angel lineage.

If Tang Chen severely injured Bibi Dong, it would remove Spirit Hall's greatest internal uncertainty. If Tang Chen exhausted himself and died, Qian Daoliu would not even need to act personally to completely deal with this old friend.

No matter what, he stood to gain without losing anything.

As the saying went, where there was joy, there was sorrow.

The happiest of all were naturally the Clear Sky Sect and Tang Hao's group. Before they could even set out to rescue him, Tang Chen had regained his sanity first.

Was that not exactly what they wanted?

"Great! Ancestor Tang Chen received the reward bestowed by the Sky Screen and can finally break free from the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King's control."

"Peerless battle soul hammer, towering Clear Sky Sect! Spirit Hall, just wait. Wait for the Clear Sky Sect's mad revenge!"

The Clear Sky Sect was delighted, but the King of Slaughter was dumbfounded!

If Tang Chen regained his sanity, could it still survive?

After all, it was no match for Tang Chen.

Sure enough, as the Sky Screen sent down a pillar of light, Tang Chen immediately regained his sanity.

Tang Chen, who had not yet figured out what was happening, was first stunned. Then, with utmost decisiveness, he attacked the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King and reclaimed control of his body.

Then, memories came flooding back like a tide.

The failure of the eighth Asura Divine Trial.

The humiliation of being plotted against by the Rakshasa God.

The fury of being controlled by a beast for decades.

"I... still failed in the end."

A streak of bloody tears ran down Tang Chen's face.

His path to godhood had been cut off.

How could he face Bo Saixi now?

How could he possibly have the face to marry the woman he loved?

--Whoosh--

While Tang Chen was distracted, the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King immediately left Tang Chen's body.

If it did not flee now, it would never get another chance.

The Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King did not believe Tang Chen would mercifully spare it. It fled with all its strength toward the depths of Slaughter City.

"Hmph! Trying to run?"

Tang Chen snorted coldly, the killing intent in his eyes surging.

He drew the Asura God's Sword and killed the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King without hesitation.

Had the Rakshasa God not plotted against him back then, a mere beast would not even have been able to approach Tang Chen's body!

After killing the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King, Tang Chen shed another streak of bloody tears.

"Xixi, how could I not understand your feelings? But in this state, how could I still have the face to see you..."

Looking at his frail, aged body, he was no longer the high-spirited man who had once declared that he would become a god and marry Bo Saixi.

His life was nearing its end.

Tang Chen did not want to appear before Bo Saixi in this exhausted, dying state.

As the strongest experts of the age, they always had a pride that belonged to them.

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