Human Emperor World.
Ji Xuanyuan leaned casually against his throne, watching the Sky Screen as though it were a television.
Over these past few days.
He had sensed the world under his control slowly assimilating the Sky Screen's source power.
Before long, this Sky Screen would fall completely under his control, his to use.
"No matter how many times I watch it, this Sky Screen is simply too miraculous."
"It projects the worlds of the heavens out of thin air and links countless planes. There's no fathoming the source of this power."
Gu Yuena sat quietly beside him, curiously watching the comments in the sky with him.
A new video had just been uploaded. It had many likes, and its video comment display kept growing larger, taking the foremost position on the interface.
The video showed the entire course of Yan Shaozhe's solitary venture into Slaughter City.
Ji Xuanyuan's gaze, however, passed over Yan Shaozhe, his mind occupied with another thought.
Since Tang San is dead.
Will Sea God Tang San in the Peerless Tang Sect World be affected?
After all, there is a karmic connection between the two worlds.
Slaughter City.
A dim, deathly silent hall.
An emaciated man with twisted, hideous features lay unconscious on the floor.
Yan Shaozhe slowly approached, his gaze fixed on the man, his heart full of questions.
This man is the ruler of Slaughter City?
Why does he look like he's unconscious?
The Sky Screen's comments had already exploded, frantic messages flooding the screen in rapid succession.
[How did the King of Slaughter die? If I'd known, I wouldn't have run! Slaughter City would be mine!]
[This is the King of Slaughter?]
[Run! Get out of there before he wakes up!]
[Whatever you do, don't attack! He's a level 98 powerhouse. You can't withstand his counterattack!]
Yan Shaozhe looked up and scanned the Sky Screen.
His brows furrowed slightly.
If the King of Slaughter is that powerful, won't letting him wake up bring even greater harm to the continent?
Better to kill him outright while he's still unconscious.
The continent's Evil Soul Master problem was already extremely serious. Adding a level 98 King of Slaughter could very well upset the balance between righteous and evil forces.
The King of Slaughter must die!
An opportunity missed would never return.
Yan Shaozhe's gaze sharpened, and Soul Rings rose beneath his feet.
Pure Phoenix Flame condensed into a straight beam of light that tore through the air toward the figure on the ground.
A thunderous boom rang out.
The pitch-black hall shattered in an instant, sending rubble flying everywhere.
Discussion rose in waves across the Sky Screen.
[He really attacked! He's got some nerve!]
[Now he's done for. If he fails to kill him and wakes him up instead, Yan Shaozhe will be the one who dies.]
[I wouldn't be so sure. However powerful the King of Slaughter is, taking that attack without blocking should kill him, right?]
Many Soul Masters from Peerless Tang Sect took the opportunity to mock him.
[You made him sound like some kind of god. So much for the King of Slaughter-he couldn't even take one blow from our dean.]
Yan Shaozhe watched the ruins, brimming with confidence.
His attack had inflicted more than simple fire damage.
It had also contained a spiritual attack specifically meant to destroy a person's soul.
Never mind a mere level 98 Soul Master-even someone stronger would undoubtedly die if struck head-on without resisting.
But the very next second.
Amid the shattered rubble, a figure slowly stood up, holding his head as though he had just awoken.
Yan Shaozhe's eyes widened in shock and disbelief.
Even that didn't kill him?
Then that hideously twisted face quickly relaxed and returned to normal.
The sinister, vicious aura faded entirely, revealing the weathered, regular features of a middle-aged man.
Sea God Island.
As Bo Saixi watched that familiar face on the Sky Screen, her entire body froze.
Her eyes instantly misted over, and tears slid silently down her cheeks.
"Tang Chen, is that you?"
The King of Slaughter... was actually Tang Chen?
All these years, she had waited bitterly for Tang Chen's return, even believing that he no longer wanted her.
She had never imagined.
It turned out he had not deliberately stayed away, but had been trapped here, enduring endless torment.
"I'm sorry, Tang Chen. I should have gone looking for you long ago."
"If I'd known sooner... how could I have let you suffer so much?"
Bo Saixi's heart ached terribly, her chest tightening.
Clear Sky Sect.
Tang Xiao stared at the Sky Screen, his body trembling slightly.
That face... belonged to his grandfather, Tang Chen, who had been missing for years!
Grandfather is the King of Slaughter?
Tang Hao clearly came out of Slaughter City. Why didn't he tell me about this?
Suspicion instinctively rose in his heart, but then his emotions settled again.
"Of course. Grandfather has changed so much. It's perfectly normal that Brother Hao didn't recognize him."
Tang Xiao thought with a smile.
Their Clear Sky Sect's former sect master was still alive. From now on, the Clear Sky Sect could stand tall again!
What Spirit Hall?
From today onward, the Clear Sky Sect is the strongest force in the world.
After all these years, they could finally repay Spirit Hall for its persecution of the Clear Sky Sect and the humiliation his father had suffered!
"Grandfather, Spirit Hall is inhuman!"
Tang Xiao sent the comment in agitation, feeling more wronged the more he thought about it.
Tang Chen emitted no fluctuations of Soul Power whatsoever and appeared utterly ordinary.
Yet every muscle in Yan Shaozhe's body was taut, his eyes wary, the hairs on his arms standing on end.
This feeling wasn't right.
Back when he was still a Soul Saint, he had faced a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. The sense of danger then had been identical to what he felt now.
Even after all these years, he had never forgotten it.
This meant that the power within the man before him was unfathomable.
Just as Yan Shaozhe's nerves were stretched taut and he secretly prepared himself, Tang Chen slowly spoke.
"Young friend, there's no need to be nervous. I mean you no harm."
"What's more, I must thank you for attacking just now and saving my life."
Yan Shaozhe's mind was full of questions, his eyes signaling that he did not understand what the man meant.
"My real name is Tang Chen. I am the sect master of the Clear Sky Sect, Clear Sky Douluo Tang Chen. While attempting to complete the Asura God Eighth Trial, I carelessly allowed the Nine-Headed Bat King to take over my body."
"What your flames destroyed just now was the Nine-Headed Bat King parasitizing my body."
"That was how I managed to regain my reason."
[My heavens! The King of Slaughter's true identity is actually Clear Sky Douluo Tang Chen!]
[Who's that?]
[You don't even know Tang Chen? He's a figure as renowned as Angel Douluo Qian Daoliu, a level 99 Peerless Douluo. Supposedly, he's even stronger than Angel Douluo.]
[Who says? I heard Angel Douluo is invincible in the sky.]
[Clear Sky Douluo is obviously stronger.]
[So Yan Shaozhe didn't cause trouble, but actually saved a top-tier senior?]
Yan Shaozhe was inwardly astonished.
Clear Sky Douluo Tang Chen.
Having studied Continent History extensively, he naturally knew of this legendary figure.
He was Sea God Tang San's great-grandfather, once the pillar holding up the Clear Sky Sect.
But the history books never recorded that he was the King of Slaughter!
Even if the man had recovered his true self, he had still spent years as the King of Slaughter, his hands drenched in blood.
This left him deeply hesitant, unsure how to treat the man.
Yan Shaozhe's brows knitted tightly as he sank into an agonizing dilemma.
Divine Realm.
Tang San walked amid a sea of clouds.
Suddenly, he sensed someone in the lower realm undergoing an Asura God Trial.
This surprised him greatly.
Ever since inheriting the Asura God Position, he had completely sealed off all subsequent trial inheritances.
He was unlike the previous Asura God, who had willingly relinquished the power of his God Position for the convenience of traveling wherever he pleased.
That was a fool.
Tang San was not nearly so carefree. He intended to keep a firm grip on this power, and an even tighter grip on the authority and status of the Three Great Gods of Law Enforcement.
Sending his divine sense down to investigate, Tang San saw the man's appearance clearly, and his expression became utterly complicated.
It was actually Tang Chen, his own great-grandfather.
So that was it.
For a moment, Tang San found himself caught in a dilemma.
Tang Chen from the past had arrived in the present and unexpectedly succeeded in regaining his sanity.
In terms of blood and kinship, the man was his elder.
But.
The Asura God Position was now his most essential source of power. How could he let go of it so easily?
Although he also possessed the Sea God Godhood, and most mortals respectfully addressed him as Sea God.
He knew very well that Asura Divine Power was the true foundation of his foothold in the Divine Realm.
He would never allow anyone to lay a finger on it.
Not even an elder of his own blood.
Tang San's eyes turned icy, and indifference completely smothered the trace of warmth in his heart.
What great-grandfather?
His great-grandfather was already dead. He had died in Bo Saixi's arms. This fellow was merely someone from a parallel world.
What did he have to do with him?
Tang San turned his head slightly and directly revoked Tang Chen's eligibility for the God's Trial.
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