The Asura God's Anxiety, Qian Daoliu's Thunder: Slaying the Serpent and Destroying the Pool

Inside the Asura God Temple in the Douluo God Realm.

The sea of blood-colored clouds churned ever more violently with his fury. Dark red lightning tore through the clouds, illuminating the Asura God's twisted face. He shattered the obsidian table before him with a slap, his scarlet eyes brimming with resentment and venom:

"Impossible! I clearly placed a restriction on that Bat King. How could Qian Daoliu have removed it so completely?"

He tried several times to send his divine sense into the King of Slaughter's consciousness, only to have it repelled by a power far stronger than his own-the Servant-Master Contract Runes Qian Daoliu had left behind. Like walls of bronze and iron, those runes blocked every intrusion of foreign divine sense.

"Qian Daoliu!"

He roared, his voice shaking the temple.

"I can only use these worthless fools to buy time. Hopefully Tang Hao will finish the Hell Road soon!"

At the other end of the Hell Road, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao clung to a slick rock wall, laboriously climbing forward.

The small lake of the Blood Pool was thick and dark red, like congealed blood, and gave off a nauseating stench. A hundred meters away, an oval curtain of light shimmered pale gold-the exit of the Hell Road, and their only hope.

"Once we pass through that curtain of light, we'll have completed the Hell Road! Then our cultivation will be restored!"

Tang Hao's voice carried an irrepressible fervor. The wounds on his arms were still bleeding, but he paid them no heed and focused entirely on climbing.

"How did you get across last time?"

Tang Xiao panted heavily, his fingertips digging desperately into cracks in the rock. The slightest lapse could send him plunging into the Blood Pool below.

Tang Hao glanced at the rolling waves