Tang Hao then pulled Tang San up, his expression grim as he looked at the Slaughter Squad.
He hadn't expected that just being a step late would result in his son being trampled on the ground.
Moreover, he hadn't anticipated that the City of Slaughter had changed so much. Even the gatekeepers were now Title Douluo-level experts.
Seeing the Slaughter God, Cawcott didn't hesitate.
He immediately summoned the Slaughter King.
The Slaughter King arrived at top speed.
When he saw Tang Hao, his voice was filled with killing intent. "Fierce Hammer Slaughter God, you've gone too far. This is the City of Slaughter, not your playground. I welcome you back, but that doesn't mean I welcome you causing trouble!"
Seeing the Slaughter King, Tang Hao's expression turned serious.
The aura emanating from the Slaughter King was far stronger than before, making Tang Hao feel that he was no match.
This feeling was similar to what he had felt from his grandfather, the previous Clear Sky Douluo, Tang Chen.
"Slaughter King, I'm here to send my son for training. Is that not allowed?" Tang Hao questioned.
"It's allowed, but you must follow the rules here. If you don't want to follow the rules, you need the strength to crush them. Unfortunately, your trash son has nothing but a loud mouth. He has no strength to back it up."
"You..."
Hearing his son being insulted, Tang Hao glared at the Slaughter King.
But he didn't dare to attack.
He wasn't confident he could defeat the Slaughter King.
Hearing this, Tang San's expression also turned ugly.
After all, he had always been hailed as a genius. This was the first time he had been called trash.
The Slaughter King clearly had no intention of continuing the conversation. He spoke indifferently, "Fierce Hammer Slaughter God, normally, I would personally deal with you for causing trouble in the City of Slaughter. But since you're a Slaughter God, I'll give you two choices.
"One, leave with your son immediately, and I'll let bygones be bygones. Two, out of respect for you, I'll let your son enter. But from now until he leaves the City of Slaughter, you cannot interfere in any of his affairs. In other words, until he obtains the Slaughter Domain and leaves, whether he lives or dies is entirely up to him! You can only watch, not interfere. Otherwise, I'll personally deal with you!"
Hearing the Slaughter King's murderous words, Tang Hao's expression grew even grimmer.
Both choices were difficult to accept.
First, leaving was out of the question.
The Slaughter Domain was a must!
A Clear Sky Hammer with the Slaughter Domain was on a completely different level from one without.
But if they didn't leave, could Tang San survive on his own without his protection?
The City of Slaughter had changed so much. Could Tang San adapt?
Back then, Tang Hao had only obtained the Slaughter Domain at the Soul Sage level.
Thinking of this, Tang Hao looked at Tang San. In his son's eyes, he saw determination and resolve.
"Father, I want to try!" Tang San said solemnly.
Feeling the faint mockery from those around him, he wanted to prove to the world that he wasn't trash. Tang San was definitely not trash!
Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west—don't bully the young and poor!
"Good, you're my son! Slaughter King, I choose the second option!"
Hearing his son's bold declaration, Tang Hao chose to believe in him.
"Good. In that case, the City of Slaughter welcomes you. I look forward to the day you become a Slaughter God."
With that, the Slaughter King transformed into a blood shadow and disappeared.
As the Slaughter King left, Slaughter Knight Cawcott handed Tang San an identity token.
"This is your identity token. From now on, in the City of Slaughter, there are no names, only codes! Good luck, 9528!"
Cawcott looked at Tang San with a smile, his eyes gleaming like a predator's.
Tang San, holding the 9528 token and seeing Cawcott's lecherous gaze, felt a chill run down his spine.
But remembering his father's expectant gaze, he steeled himself and walked into the City of Slaughter.
Tang Hao, watching his son enter, felt a pang of fear.
But in the end, he buried these emotions deep within.
He turned and left, silently praying that Tang San could complete the task he had set.
The Slaughter King hadn't restricted his access to the City of Slaughter. If things went south, he could always sneak in and rescue Tang San.
Although Tang Hao didn't think he could defeat the Slaughter King, with his Nine-Ring Explosion, no one in the world except his great-grandfather Tang Chen could withstand his full power.
As Tang Hao left, he murmured to himself, "..."
Meanwhile, after entering the City of Slaughter, Tang San was accompanied by a Slaughter Maiden who explained the procedures.
At the same time, the Slaughter King reported Tang San and Tang Hao's arrival to Bibi Dong through the Rakshasa God's will.
Bibi Dong, far away in the Pope's Palace, showed little emotion upon receiving the news. She casually replied, "Make sure to give them a hard time, but don't let them die. Also, find an opportunity to inject Rakshasa God's will into Tang San."
The Rakshasa God's will could greatly alter a person's thoughts and behavior.
If Tang San, like Tang Chen before him, fell under the influence of the Rakshasa God's will, he would no longer be a threat.
Just like Tang Chen now...
As for Tang Hao, seeing his son fall into depravity, he would either choose to follow Tang San into corruption or attempt to save him and be killed by the Slaughter King in the City of Slaughter. Either outcome would be a win for Bibi Dong!
Seeing Bibi Dong's reply, the Slaughter King's dark purple, hollow eyes gleamed with cruelty.
He had already thought of many ways to torment Tang San...
Meanwhile, Tang San, after learning about the City of Slaughter from the Slaughter Maiden, headed straight for the Hell Killing Arena.
Led by the Slaughter Maiden, Tang San wanted to sign up for the next match, but there weren't enough participants.
The Slaughter Maiden explained that it had been difficult to gather enough participants for a match in the Hell Killing Arena recently.
The reason was that a battle had recently erupted in the City of Slaughter, nearly destroying half of it.
Two former Slaughter Gods had come to challenge the Slaughter King.
Although the Slaughter King had won, the Hell Killing Arena had been destroyed, and even the Slaughter King had returned injured.
Many fallen souls had also been caught in the crossfire and died.
The new Hell Killing Arena had only been rebuilt a few days ago!