After a moment of silence, the King of Slaughter roared, " Tang Hao, don't be Swagger! This is the Slaughter City!"
"I am the King of Slaughter!"
His voice was filled with suppressed anger, and his blood-red eyes were fixed on Tang Hao, the murderous aura emanating from him almost tangible.
Tang Hao was completely unconcerned and went straight to the point, stating his purpose.
My son is here.
"His name is Tang San. He will achieve a hundred victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena and then clear the Hell Road."
"In this process, you----"
He raised his hammer, pointing it at the King of Slaughter on the throne, "You'd better not try anything underhanded."
If I find out—
Tang Hao paused, then the crimson Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring on his body shone brightly. "I don't mind causing a ruckus here."
Upon hearing this, the King of Slaughter took a deep breath and inwardly cursed Tang Hao.
A madman, a complete and utter madman!
Relying on his status as the Death God Divine Slaughter's Domain and the ability to use his Soul Skill within the Slaughter City, he acted with utter impunity!
Compared to Tang Hao, even the Death God from the Spirit Hall was extremely polite.
At least when Bibi Dong brought someone in last time, she didn't immediately reveal her Martial Soul and threaten him with such a blatant attitude.
Silence filled the room.
A moment later, the King of Slaughter seemed to remember something amusing, and a smile flashed across his face.
"Rest assured."
The King of Slaughter slowly said, "Everything will proceed according to the rules of the Slaughter City."
"However, if this precious child, whom you, Clear Sky Douluo, have so carefully nurtured and raised," were still killed by someone else under these rules—"
The King of Slaughter drawled, "Then don't blame me."
Upon hearing this, Tang Hao couldn't help but let out a short, mocking laugh, retorting sarcastically, "Then you'd better keep your eyes wide open and watch! My son will definitely become another Death God after me."
After more than two years of almost brutal special training, Tang Hao was extremely confident in his son Tang San's strength.
He believed that with Tang San's current mastery of the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, as well as those Self-Created Soul Skill that even he found exquisite and unique, it would be enough to support Tang San in achieving a hundred victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena.
Moreover, Tang San also possesses several powerful Soul Bone.
The physical attribute bonuses provided by Soul Bone are real, and Soul Bone Skill are not restricted in the Slaughter City.
Tang Hao believed that even in an environment where Soul Ring skills could not be used, Tang San would be able to fight against a Soul Douluo- level expert.
The King of Slaughter's eyes gleamed with amusement. "That would be even better."
But in his heart he had a different thought.
He was now increasingly looking forward to the encounter between Blood Asura and Tang Hao's son.
I wonder how many moves Tang Hao's confident son can withstand from Blood Asura!
If these two people were to actually meet in the Hell Slaughter Arena —that scene would certainly be quite interesting.
Having received the answer he wanted, Tang Hao said no more, turned around, and strode away.
However, Tang Hao still noticed the playful look on the King of Slaughter's face.
Stepping out of the Hell Slaughter Arena, a sense of doubt arose in Tang Hao's mind.
The King of Slaughter was initially clearly very unwilling, and only reluctantly agreed after being Sheer Force.
But why did he suddenly change his attitude, even revealing a hint of—expectation?
Could it be true, as he said, that among the fallen in the Slaughter City there is someone who could threaten the Xiao San?
If that's the case, then I might need to be extra careful.
With this in mind, Tang Hao changed his plan to leave immediately and decided to stay in the Slaughter City for a while to observe the situation.
Although deep down he didn't believe anyone could threaten Tang San.
But out of caution, he decided it would be best to observe further.
In any case, given his status and strength Death God, he is free to come and go in this Slaughter City as long as he doesn't provoke the King of Slaughter.
News is relatively easy to find in the Slaughter City.
Not long after, Tang Hao learned some basic information about the Fallen One that the King of Slaughter had mentioned as a threat to Tang San in a tavern in the inner city.
The tavern was dimly lit and the air was stuffy.
Several degenerates were sitting around a dilapidated wooden table, talking in hushed tones.
"I heard that Blood Asura won another match, bringing their record to ninety-five wins."
"So fast? He's only been in Slaughter City a little over two years, right?"
"He's a monster—I saw him compete in person last time, and the scene was incredible—"
The speaker shuddered, as if recalling some horrific scene.
His opponent didn't even have time to react before his head flew off.
"Blood Blade—that Blood Blade was too fast."
Tang Hao sat in the shadows in the corner, listening silently to the conversation.
Codename: Blood Asura.
Martial Soul unknown.
His Soul Power Level is approximately that of a high-level Soul Emperor.
He was extremely powerful; no one had ever been able to withstand two moves from him. All his opponents had their heads severed by his blood blade.
Several Soul Douluo have already fallen at the hands of Blood Asura.
The clearer the information became, the uglier Tang Hao's expression grew.
Based on the information available, this Blood Asura is extremely powerful.
I doubt I could have easily defeated him even when I first entered the Slaughter City.
Tang Hao was quite confident in his abilities.
In an environment Slaughter City where Soul Skill cannot be used, his strength as Clear Sky Hammer Soul Master will only be greater than usual!
In this environment, he is confident of defeating the vast majority of his opponents.
But this Blood Asura ----
Tang Hao frowned deeply.
Judging from the description, Blood Asura's fighting style is extremely simple and efficient.
The blood-red blade materializes, a single strike is fatal.
There were no unnecessary movements, no fancy moves.
This fighting style is either an instinct honed through countless life-and-death battles, or it comes from possessing some kind of special Martial Soul ability.
Either way, it means that this Blood Asura is extremely difficult to deal with.
Tang Hao sighed inwardly.
broken.
If the Xiao San really went up against him, she might actually lose!
In just two years, this Blood Asura was able to achieve ninety-five victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena and kill several Soul Douluo. His combat ability far surpasses that of Tang San.
Tang Hao clenched his fist.
He absolutely would not allow this to happen.
The Xiao San must achieve a hundred victories, must traverse the Hell Road, and must obtain the Divine Slaughter's Domain.
This is a crucial part of the plan.
If we fail here, everything that follows will be affected.
To reclaim one's ancestral roots, revive the Clear Sky Sect, and avenge past wrongs—
All of this requires the Xiao San to have sufficient power and resources.
The Divine Slaughter's Domain is one of the Xiao San's most important trump cards for the future, and she absolutely cannot afford to lose it.
"We can't place all our hopes on the Xiao San herself."
Tang Hao put down his wine glass with a soft click. "We still need to think of another way—"