Tang Long and Tang Hu left with Zhao Long's body.
Qianren Xue said, "I will remember this favor in my heart and repay it when I have the chance."
Qianren Xue left while Ye Yu pondered where to go.
There was still half a year until the five-year agreement.
At this moment, Ye Yu sensed Tang Hao's presence, approached the aura, and saw Tang Hao and Tang San.
Ye Yu felt the slaughter aura on Tang San and said, "It seems you also obtained the Slaying God Domain."
Tang San nodded, "Yes, I just came out."
"Are you here for that secret realm?" Ye Yu asked.
"Yes."
"Then you're late; the secret realm has already disappeared."
Tang San noticed the black giant sword on Ye Yu's back and asked, "Brother Yu, did you pass? Is this the Divine Artifact?"
"Yes, a very powerful Divine Artifact, and you should be thankful you didn't enter. Even I almost couldn't pass."
Hearing this, Tang San was shaken, imagining how terrifying Ye Yu must be. Even Ye Yu found it difficult, showing how hard it was. Although a genius himself, he obviously couldn't pass.
Tang Hao said, "Since the secret realm has disappeared, I plan to take Xiao San to a place in the next six months. You should go too; it will benefit both of you."
Ye Yu nodded, "Alright."
Tang San asked, "Dad, where are we going? Can you tell me about the past now?"
Tang Hao shook his head, "Not yet. When you've washed away your earthly impurities, I will tell you."
Washed away my earthly impurities? What does that mean?
I already mastered two Domains, the Blue Silver Domain and the Slaying God Domain. Isn't that enough strength?
Three days later, in Tian Dou City.
Since Tang San just came out of the City of Slaughter, he had not yet recovered. His body was filled with enormous murderous intent, and he remained in an extremely tense state.
After all, the City of Slaughter was exceedingly difficult, requiring constant vigilance and killing.
Ye Yu entered the City of Slaughter for half a year; Tang San entered soon after, and like Ye Yu, also stayed for two years.
Because of Ye Yu's terrifying strength, he did not need to be vigilant. Although the murderous aura was intense, his strong Spiritual Power allowed him to control it. Tang San was different; his strength wasn't as formidable as Ye Yu's, who was nearly invincible in the City of Slaughter. He was constantly tense, and after two years, he couldn't quickly recover from the dark world's state.
"Xiao Yu, do you need to wear a mask?" Tang Hao asked.
Tang Hao knew Ye Yu was wanted, but Tang San didn't need to hide. Thanks to the Blue Silver Grass awakening into the Blue Silver Emperor, his appearance and aura underwent drastic changes, becoming extremely handsome and noble. Even Oscar and others wouldn't recognize him.
Although four and a half years had passed since the Soul Master competition, Ye Yu had become more mature, standing at 1.8 meters, his appearance more resolute, shedding his childishness.
Those who only saw portraits might not recognize him, but those who had seen Ye Yu wouldn't find it hard to.
Ye Yu shook his head, "No need. If someone wants to catch me, let them go to hell."
Tang Hao nodded, aware of Ye Yu's demonic level, perhaps far beyond his imagination, let alone obtaining a Divine Artifact of unknown power.
Tang Hao led Ye Yu and Tang San to a high pavilion in Tian Dou City, feeling antique and elegant, five stories tall. The plaque above the door was inscribed with two words, "Moon Pavilion."
Though not many people came in or out, each dressed in finery.
"Dad, what is this place?"
"Go in. Coming here is to wash away your earthly impurities."
Tang Hao led the way but was stopped by two young men at the door.
The doormen were handsome, raising hands to block him, calmly saying, "We do not serve those who are sloppily dressed."
Tang Hao's clothes were messy, Tang San's noble aura was marred by murderous intent, and Ye Yu's black attire though clean, wasn't luxurious.
Tang San, fresh from the City of Slaughter, seeing this scene, coldly shouted, "Move aside!"
The two young men trembled like being electrocuted, retreating repeatedly, nearly collapsing.
Ye Yu and the other two entered, enveloped by a light fragrance.
Inside was decorated in an antique style, akin to an upscale teahouse, quiet and elegant.
Tang Hao approached the reception desk, saying, "Tell your boss an old acquaintance is visiting."
The receptionist, a pretty young girl, frowned, "Who are you?"
To her, Tang Hao's messy appearance, unkempt beard, seemed impossible to be an acquaintance of her boss.
Tang Hao did not respond, hands behind his back, "Just say a crescent moon brings an old acquaintance, and she will understand."
The girl, knowing the three weren't ordinary, nodded, "Alright, please wait."
Soon, four people came downstairs. Tang Hao glanced over, none being the person he sought.
Among the four, one was a youth from the door earlier, and three middle-aged men.
The leading man in purple clothes had a hint of arrogance, "I am the manager here; please leave; we only serve refined guests."
Tang Hao calmly said, "What if I don't leave?"
The middle-aged man's tone turned cold, "Then we will have to remove you by force."
The emphasis on "remove" conveyed a different intent.
Tang Hao casually said, "Xiao San, Xiao Yu, which of you wants to handle this?"
"I will."
Tang San stepped forward, emitting cold, bloodthirsty, evil, murderous emotions, pressing down, changing the opposition's face, making them tremble.
They were terrified, struggling against the boy's aura.
The two middle-aged men were Soul Sect masters; the manager a Soul Emperor, revealing six Soul Rings, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black.
Such Soul Ring configuration was optimal.
The manager's arrogance grew with his Soul Ring release; at over fifty years of age, being a sixty-fourth-level Soul Emperor was an impressive talent and strength.
"Boy, you're indeed extraordinary, but I'm a Soul Emperor. It's best if you leave, or I'll personally expel you."
Tang San sneered coldly, unconcerned, stepping forward as Blue Silver Grass released, five Soul Rings in rhythm: yellow, yellow, purple, black, black.
Instantly, the manager's eyes widened in disbelief, struggling to believe what he saw.
His optimal Soul Ring configuration was overshadowed by the astonishing setup of Tang San's Soul Rings. The youth couldn't be much older yet was a Five-Ring Soul King. From the fourth Soul Ring onward, they were ten-thousand-year Soul Rings.
"This... How is this possible? A fourth Soul Ring at ten thousand years, unheard of!"
His shock was immense, having never seen a fourth Soul Ring at ten thousand years. Optimal configurations had the fifth Soul Ring at most, even for a genius.
Despite the astonishment, he was undeterred, the difference in strength evident.
Tang Hao calmly said, "Not scared? I don't want to damage anything here, so Xiao Yu, you handle it."
The manager laughed coldly, "Don't want to fight? I think you're afraid. Sure, he's a monster and startled me, but do you think there are many monsters..."
The next second, the manager's eyes widened, mouth agape, everyone around stunned, the area going silent.
Ye Yu released his Martial Soul, six Soul Rings animated around him: black, black, black, red, red, red.
Ye Yu, with hands behind his back, ignored the stunned people, walking up the stairs indifferently, with Tang San and Tang Hao following behind.