Chapter 248: Slaughter City, Maggot King?
A month passed quickly.
Heaven Dou City, Heavenly Path Academy.
Since the earth-shattering ambush outside Spirit City, taking advantage of the temporary retreat of Spirit Hall's power due to Bibi Dong's physical body collapsing and her serious injuries,
Dugu Bo, Sword Douluo, Ning Fengzhi, and others joined forces and finally brought the remaining students of Heavenly Path Academy back to Heaven Dou City safely.
After settling the students, Dugu Bo hardly stopped for a moment, using all his connections and channels to frantically search for news about Tang Chuan and Xiao Ruier.
Whether it was the Spirit Hall's movements or the strange occurrences in the Star Dou Great Forest,
he didn't let go of any possible clues.
However, Tang Chuan and Xiao Ruier seemed to have vanished into thin air, and he still couldn't find them.
This made him extremely anxious, yet helpless.
However, Heavenly Path Academy itself, having won the championship of the All-Continent Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament, reached an unprecedented peak of fame!
The prestigious name of Champion Academy attracted the attention of countless young Soul Masters and families across the continent. Every day, the gates of Tianxing Academy were bustling with activity, crowded with people coming to register and inquire. The academy's reputation and scale were expanding at an unprecedented rate, making it a strong contender for the title of the continent's number one academy.
In stark contrast to the bustling crowds at Tianxing Academy was Shrek Academy, also located in Tiandou City.
With its core disciple Tang San confirmed as an evil Soul Master and mysteriously disappearing during the competition, Shrek Academy's reputation was utterly ruined. Its once-proud title of "Monster Academy" had become a stain that everyone avoided.
The once-thriving academy was now deserted and desolate.
Weeds grew rampant on the training grounds, dust filled the dormitories, and cobwebs covered the doors and windows.
The entire academy was empty, like a ghost town abandoned by time.
One family rejoiced while another grieved; the landscape of the continent was quietly being rewritten in this silent transformation.
...
The Slaughter City, the Hellish Slaughter Arena.
The filthy air, thick with the stench of blood and madness, filled the stands. The roars of the Fallen Ones, like the howls of wild beasts, rose higher and higher.
In the center of the arena, the dark red ground was soaked with dried and fresh blood.
A ragged youth, his eyes filled with a sinister and ruthless glint, wielded a jet-black Clear Sky Hammer, battling nine other vicious Fallen Ones.
He was Tang San.
However, his fighting style was completely different from that of a true successor of the Clear Sky Sect.
It was even incredibly sinister and disgusting.
Each time Tang San swung the Clear Sky Hammer, smashing it against an enemy or the ground, the hammer didn't unleash any earth-shattering power. Instead, countless white, writhing maggots would spray out! These maggots rained down on the surrounding enemies like a storm.
"Ugh! What is that?!"
"Get away! It's disgusting!"
The surrounding Fallen Ones paled at the sight of the maggots, which weren't particularly aggressive but were extremely offensive and repulsive.
They scrambled to avoid the filth, fearing to be covered in it.
They would rather face swords than be crawled with maggots.
This gave Tang San a brief respite and the upper hand amidst the chaotic attack.
"Hmph, a bunch of trash!"
Tang San sneered, a cruel and bloodthirsty glint in his eyes.
He then used Ghost Shadow Steps, his figure moving with ghostly speed. His left hand silently flicked out, and Blue Silver Grass sprang from the ground like venomous snakes. It was no longer the vibrant blue of life, but a dark red, almost black, color, carrying a strong corrosive and paralyzing venom, silently coiling around the remaining Fallen Ones.
Unable to use his soul skills, Tang San combined the characteristics of his martial soul with his own poison techniques and hidden weapon skills, evolving into this most insidious and ruthless close combat style.
"Pfft!"
A Fallen One was entangled by the Blue Silver Grass and instantly collapsed. Before he could even struggle, Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer, accompanied by a whistling sound and flying maggots, crashed down on his head!
Instantly, his brains splattered!
The slaughter proceeded efficiently and cruelly.
Using the eerie and disgusting Clear Sky Hammer for interference and the insidious and deadly Blue Silver Grass for control and sneak attacks, Tang San moved through the arena like a grim reaper, relentlessly killing.
In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the other nine Fallen Ones lay lifeless in pools of blood.
The entire Hellish Slaughter Arena fell silent for a moment, save for Tang San's heavy breathing and the increasingly frenzied cheers from the stands.
Tang San stood in the center of the pile of corpses, his cold gaze sweeping over the bodies.
He didn't leave immediately, but slowly crouched down, extending his hand. His palm touched a still-warm corpse, and the next moment, something unexpected happened!
The corpse's skin visibly withered and turned ashen, its blood seemingly drawn by some force, transforming into wisps of crimson mist that continuously flowed into Tang San's palm!
One, two, three… He drained the blood from all nine corpses on the field before slowly standing up. An unnatural flush rose on his pale face, and the chilling aura emanating from him seemed to intensify.
Here, there were no rules, only survival.
And he, Tang San, was struggling to live and grow stronger in this most depraved and sinister way.
The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand seemed to grow even darker under the stain of blood.
As the last fallen one's blood was drained, leaving only a shriveled husk limp on the ground, only Tang San remained standing in the center of the Hellish Slaughter Arena.
After a brief silence, the stands erupted with even more frenzied and hysterical shouts and howls. These fallen individuals, long since abandoning their humanity and succumbing to slaughter and chaos, crowned the victor with their distorted aesthetics and values.
Their chants weren't of reverence for the strong, but rather a title brimming with mockery, ridicule, and malice:
"Maggot King! Maggot King!
Maggot King!"
The shouts rose in waves, perfectly synchronized, echoing throughout the entire hellish killing field.
This title, simple, brutal, and directly addressing the core, originated from Tang San's eerie Clear Sky Hammer. Each attack was accompanied by the explosive release of countless maggots!
The image was so shocking, so deeply ingrained, that these fallen individuals overlooked his equally deadly Blue Silver Grass and ruthless methods, firmly imprinting this most visually striking and insulting feature in their minds, bestowing upon him this wickedly humorous "King" title.
Listening to the deafening roar of "Maggot King" from the stands, Tang San's knuckles, gripping the Clear Sky Hammer, turned slightly white from the excessive force.
At this moment, a muscle twitched almost imperceptibly on his sinister face.
Humiliation?
Yes, for him, this was undoubtedly the ultimate humiliation.
He, Tang San, a genius of the Tang Sect in his past life, and the son of the Haotian Douluo in this life, had never suffered such disgrace.
But in this City of Slaughter, shame and dignity were the least valuable things.
Living and becoming stronger were the only truths.
Slowly raising his head, Tang San's cold gaze swept over the twisted and crazed faces in the stands, deeply suppressing this humiliation in his heart, transforming it into an even stronger aggression and killing intent.
"Maggot King… Hmph! When I obtain the Killing God Domain and leave this place, I will repay today's humiliation a hundredfold!"
"Tang Chuan, you just wait! I will definitely kill you to avenge Xiao Wu!"
…
Meanwhile, thousands of miles away, in the Star Dou Great Forest, a place of great danger. On the shores of Lake of Life, tranquility and peace prevailed.
A dense life force, almost solidified into mist, flowed through the forest.
The energy cocoon, which had been suspended for over a month, had its light subsided, becoming gentle and peaceful. Suddenly, within the cocoon, the boy's eyes, which had been tightly closed for a whole month, abruptly opened!
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