"Xiao San, Xiao San..."
Suddenly, Tang San heard repeated shouts.
He turned toward the white curtain of light, certain the voice came from beyond it.
After a moment's hesitation, he stepped out.
The scene shifted.
Tang San had left the Slaughter Space.
He recognized this place. The lighting was dim, and the smell of blood assaulted his nose. This was Hell Road.
Not far away, he spotted a familiar figure: Tang Chen.
Smiling, Tang Chen said to him, "Xiao San, congratulations. You've successfully passed Hell Road's test and earned the right to take the Asura God Trial."
"Am I still eligible to take the Asura God's trial?" A bitter smile involuntarily tugged at Tang San's lips.
Thinking of his predicament, he felt his whole life had gone dark.
"Why wouldn't you be?"
"Didn't I tell you before? As long as you reach the end of Hell Road and obtain Divine Slaughter's Domain, you're eligible..."
"But I didn't obtain Divine Slaughter's Domain!"
"What did you say?"
Tang Chen's expression changed abruptly. In two or three strides, he reached Tang San and placed a hand on him.
He needed to see whether things were really as Tang San had said.
Tang San offered no resistance, letting him do as he pleased.
The next instant, he distinctly felt an utterly unfamiliar power enter his body. Without a doubt, it was Tang Chen's Mental Power.
But that power soon met an obstacle.
The Slaughter Aura within Tang San took this as a provocation and rose up to strike back!
"Aah!"
Tang Chen suddenly cried out in pain, clutching his head as he staggered back several steps.
"Ancestor, how are you feeling?"
Tang San's expression changed. He hadn't expected the Slaughter Soul formed from countless strands of Slaughter Aura to be so powerful that even