The instant they passed through the light screen, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao felt the scene before them change abruptly-dense, dark-red energy enveloped them like boiling magma, the void beneath their feet became a solid, blood-colored platform, and countless distorted slaughter runes floated around them. As the runes revolved, they radiated a heart-palpitating aura, drawn from the same source as Slaughter City's sinister energy, yet a hundred times purer.
"This is a temporary space I have created to help you recover completely. To the outside world, it will be no more than a momentary pause, but for you, it will be a stretch of suspended time."
The Asura God's voice came from deep within the runes, carrying divine pressure that struck their hearts like a heavy hammer.
"Tang Hao, you have already broken through to Titled Douluo before, and your foundation of soul power remains. I will help you reconstruct your soul rings. Tang Xiao, your talent is not lacking, but the destruction of the Clear Sky Sect damaged your mind and spirit. Today, I shall grant you an opportunity."
Before his words faded, two dark-red pillars of light, condensed almost into solid matter, fell from the void and poured precisely into their bodies.
Tang Hao felt a burning warmth spread from his dantian. His crippled soul power suddenly awakened like a dormant volcano, and his severed soul power meridians healed at a speed visible to the naked eye under the nourishment of the slaughter energy.
The nine soul rings that had dissipated condensed beneath his feet once more. As the yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, and black soul rings pulsed, dazzling red light flared where the ninth ring belonged-it was the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring left by Ah Yin's sacrifice. Now, it was even more solid