"Grandpa, have you forgotten?" Tang Feng turned to look at the boundless snowfield outside the cave, his voice lowering, "On the Hell Road, when I approached that sea of blood, my Clear Sky Hammer... it suddenly stirred, as if it sensed something, or as if it was summoned by something. That feeling was like something of vital importance was attracting me."
Tang Feng raised his right hand, and the illusory image of the Clear Sky Hammer flashed in his palm, the dark red patterns and the mark of the Divine Slaughter's Domain on the hammer appearing and disappearing faintly.
Tang Feng turned to Tang Lie and said, "I want to find out what's going on. Grandpa, do you dare to venture into the Slaughter City with me again?"
Tang Lie then laughed heartily, "Hahaha, what's there to be afraid of! Back when we couldn't use our Soul Ring and Soul Bone, we weren't afraid at all. Now that we have the Divine Slaughter's Domain, Slaughter City, so why would we be afraid of it? Come on, grandpa will accompany you on another trip!"
With a wave of his hand, Tang Lie unleashed the overwhelming pressure of Titled Douluo like a torrent, only to retract it all in the blink of an eye. The two of them had long since reached a point where they could control their killing intent at will.
After tidying themselves up, the two figures soared into the sky once more, but their destination was not Heaven Dou City, but the Slaughter City shrouded in eternal night.
As night fell, the entrance to the Slaughter City lay like the maw of a behemoth at the edge of the nameless town. The blood moon hung high, dyeing the entire town a dark red.
Tang Feng and Tang Lie, dressed in black robes, quietly arrived at the entrance. This time, the two clearly felt the activity of their Soul Power —the oppressive feeling of being sealed when they first came was gone, and the connection between their Soul Ring and Soul Skill was clear as usual, as if the rules of the Slaughter City had completely failed to affect them.
The Terror Knight guarding the gate sensed the faint presence of the two and quickly stepped forward, kneeling on one knee. His voice was respectful yet trembling with barely suppressed fear. "Welcome back to the Slaughter City, my two God of Slaughter slaughter! What are your orders, my lords? I will immediately go and report to the King of Slaughter."
"There's no need to disturb the King of Slaughter," Tang Feng said calmly, his voice as if he were stating a trivial matter. Before the Terror Knight could reply, the two figures had already darted in like two ghosts, their speed so fast that they left only two dark red afterimages in the air.
Almost simultaneously, at the bottom of the Hell Slaughter Arena, before the entrance to Hell Road, two figures silently appeared.
This time, no longer bound by any rules, the two leaped down, freely entering and exiting the Hell Road.
Meanwhile, inside the Dark Palace where the King of Slaughter King of Slaughter, he leisurely reclined on his skeletal throne, savoring Bloody Mary served by his attendants.
Suddenly, a waiter rushed in, his voice trembling uncontrollably. "Your Majesty, the King of Slaughter! The Terror Knight guarding the gate has come urgently to report that the two God of Slaughter, Battle Asura and Hellfire, have returned to the Slaughter City! But... but they disappeared without a trace after entering, and we can't find them anywhere!"
"What?!" The King of Slaughter crushed the crystal glass into dust, his crimson pupils shrinking to pinpoints. "Two God of Slaughter have returned simultaneously... What do they intend to do?!"
The King of Slaughter abruptly rose to his feet, his terrifying killing intent sweeping out like a storm. He roared, "Go find them now! Dig three feet into the ground and find them! Right now!"
Before he could finish speaking, the King of Slaughter's figure had already transformed into a streak of bloody light and vanished into the depths of the hall.
At the bottom of Hell Road, on the edge of the Sea of Blood, Tang Feng and Tang Lie stood once again on that familiar circular platform. Before them, the Sea of Blood remained boundless, its dark red waves surging with an unchanging aura of slaughter, emitting a pungent stench.
However, as soon as Tang Feng approached the edge of the sea of blood, the Clear Sky Hammer in his palm trembled violently. The dark gold patterns on the hammer body writhed wildly like living things, radiating an unprecedentedly strong desire.
That familiar calling came from the depths of the sea of blood, so strong it almost tore Tang Feng 'Tang Feng consciousness apart, pulling his soul forward recklessly.
"Grandpa, it's down there, calling to me." Tang Feng's voice was hoarse, his eyes fixed on the surging sea of blood.
" Feng'er, this sea of blood can corrode the flesh and pollute the mind, you—" Tang Lie hadn't finished speaking when he saw Tang Feng grin, a smile that carried the madness of Asura and an unwavering determination.
"I'll back out when I can't hold on any longer." Before he finished speaking, Tang Feng leaped into the dark red sea of blood without hesitation!
" Feng'er!" Tang Lie was shocked. He flashed to the shore and saw Tang Feng enter the water. The Divine Slaughter's Domain automatically activated the moment Tang Feng entered the water!
The white domain expanded wildly from Tang Feng's center, instantly forming a white sphere of light three or four meters in diameter, pushing away all the surrounding stench of blood and transforming it into an independent, clean space.
The sea of blood wasn't deep, only two or three zhang (approximately 6-9 meters). The domain protected Tang Feng as he quickly sank to the bottom. Here, the domain's power grew even stronger, forcibly creating a vacuum zone within the sea of blood.
The Clear Sky Hammer hovered above Tang Feng. The moment the hammer touched the sea of blood, it began to thirstily devour the purest killing intent in the seawater. The entire hammer became deeper and heavier at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even liquid-like blood light began to flow between the dark gold patterns.
Even more strangely, the energy of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well hidden within Tang Feng's body—that long-dormant primordial energy of ice and fire—was forcibly drawn out by the devouring power of the Clear Sky Hammer!
Two streams of energy, one icy blue and the other crimson, surged from Tang Feng's limbs and bones, intertwining, Entanglement, and frantically merging with the pure white killing intent of the Divine Slaughter's Domain.
Three distinct forces clashed and recombine fiercely within the domain, each shock causing the sea of blood to surge and boil.
Standing on the shore, Tang Lie, as Titled Douluo, could clearly see that Tang Feng's figure in the sea of blood was completely enveloped by tri-colored light. On the Clear Sky Hammer, huge phantoms of the Ice and Fire Twin Dragons and the Asura Blood Dragon slowly emerged. The three dragons circled and emitted a soul-shaking dragon roar.
At this moment, Tang Feng felt even more intensely, as if every bone in his body was being crushed and reassembled, and every drop of blood was boiling and burning, as if the very essence of life was being completely reforged deep within a sea of blood.
The pain was like a thousand ants gnawing at the heart, yet one could clearly perceive the body growing stronger without end, and the Martial Soul evolving visibly.
At the same time, a divine thought filled with resentment and malice suddenly rushed into Tang Feng's Sea of Consciousness like Venomous Serpent!
"Hehehe... What a perfect body! What a gifted lad! Submit to me, become my servant, the Rakshasa God, and I will bestow upon you supreme divine power!"
It was the resentment left by the Rakshasa God in the Slaughter City, specifically to interfere with the inheritance of the Asura God! It led the most violent killing aura in the sea of blood, frantically eroding Tang Feng's will, impacting Tang Feng's soul, and attempting to drag Tang Feng into endless madness and depravity.
Tang Feng's consciousness began to dissipate, and countless hallucinations appeared before his eyes—the tragic deaths of his parents in this life, the shame of his sect being slaughtered... All the painful memories were magnified infinitely, almost threatening to completely devour Tang Feng.
Just as Tang Feng was about to succumb to despair, the kind smiles of his parents from his past life flashed through his mind... That warmth was like the light of dawn, piercing through the darkness!
"Get out of here!"
Tang Feng let out a Heaven Shaking roar in his Sea of Consciousness, his will as firm as a rock.
Tang Feng engaged in a life-or-death struggle with this resentment in his sea of consciousness, using the tenacity he had honed over fifty years across two lifetimes as his blade and the unparalleled fighting spirit of the Clear Sky Hammer as his shield, forcefully shattering this divine thought into pieces!
"A mere resentment, you think you can control me?!" Tang Feng sneered, his mental strength actually growing slightly stronger after defeating the resentment.
At that very moment, in the Divine Realm, at the Asura God Temple.
A majestic figure sat atop a blood-red throne, surrounded by supreme divine power of judgment and slaughter—it was the true form of the Asura God.
The Asura God's gaze pierced through layers of dimensional barriers, taking in Tang Feng's every move in the sea of blood. A rare ripple appeared in his usually indifferent eyes.
"This child actually possesses the aura of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings, which has triggered the purest Slaughter Origin from the inheritance ground. The ice and fire source and the Slaughter Origin resonate and merge with each other, and are completely absorbed by his Martial Soul, prompting his Martial Soul Origin to achieve a comprehensive evolution."
The Asura God muttered to himself, his voice echoing within the temple. "At this rate, this boy's Clear Sky Hammer will likely evolve to a level approaching that of a divine Martial Soul. His physical body, repeatedly tempered by the aura of slaughter, has increased in strength several times over. For Soul Emperor, he actually possesses a body at the strength of Soul Douluo."
"What's even more remarkable is that he was able to overcome the erosion of the Rakshasa's resentment with his own will... Isn't this person, with his monstrous talent, calm demeanor, and unwavering resolve, the perfect successor I've been searching for for countless years!"