"Hahaha! Good! As expected of my great-grandson. Now that's resolve!"
Tang Chen laughed with heartfelt satisfaction.
Tang San secretly clenched his fists.
He understood that this would be his only chance at revenge.
Whatever dangers lay ahead, he had to keep going.
"Come. I'll take you to the Inner City and activate the teleportation formation."
With that, Tang Chen grabbed Tang San and left.
Within moments, the two arrived in the Inner City.
Though evil had once been visible everywhere in the Inner City, it had also been bustling.
But now?
It was utterly deserted. In all of Slaughter City, only Tang Chen and Tang San remained.
Tap, tap, tap...
Even their footsteps rang out clearly.
"Stand right here."
Tang Chen stopped.
"Ancestor, what do we do now?" Tang San asked, looking up.
"The first way to enter Hell Road is through sacrifice. Pouring vast quantities of blood into the formation opens the teleportation formation leading to Hell Road."
"But there's no one left here." Tang San looked around.
Indeed, it was still empty.
How were they supposed to perform a sacrifice?
With just the two of them?
Even draining every drop of their blood would be no more than a single hair from nine oxen.
"Of course, there's a second way." Tang Chen saw the hesitation and confusion in Tang San's heart.
"I can expend a vast amount of divine power to open it."
Tang Chen's expression grew complicated. "But after opening it, I'll fall into a deep sleep."
Yet what could he do now even if he stayed awake?
Seek revenge on Qin Xiao and Bo Saixi?
That was unrealistic.
Even at his peak, he had been no match for Qin Xiao and Bo Saixi. How could he fight them now that he was crippled, his strength had