Elephant Armor City has become a living hell.
The sky-high stench of blood has almost condensed into substance, while dark red resentment and deathly aura swirl above the ruins, wailing and staining the originally gray-white sky into an ominous dark red. Amidst the broken walls and ruined pillars, corpses lie in heaps; the blood of the disciples from the Huyan Family and the Tuoba Family has converged into streams, soaking the charred earth.
In the center of the ruins, Tang San sits cross-legged, his body shrouded in a layer of viscous, writhing dark red blood light. His complexion is as pale as a ghost, but those crimson Evil Eyes are terrifyingly bright, filled with fanaticism and anticipation. The Rakshasa Demon Scythe is thrust into the ground beside him, viscous blood dripping continuously from the blade as if it had just feasted.
Low, awkward, and evil-sounding incantations are murmured from Tang San's mouth. This is a forbidden secret technique bestowed upon him by the inheritance mark of the Rakshasa Spirit Trial—the Myriad Spirits Blood Sacrifice Ring Casting Technique.
This method is incomparably vicious and defies the laws of nature, but its effects are extremely domineering. It can use the flesh, blood, soul power, and even the remnant souls of a large number of kindred or related living beings as sacrifices to forcibly condense and upgrade soul rings, or even forge spirit bones!
The threshold for this technique is extremely high. First, it requires a massive amount of "materials," meaning a sufficient number of living beings must be slaughtered. Second, it is best if the sacrifices and the practitioner share a certain bloodline connection, so as to absorb their essence to the maximum extent and reduce rejection. Finally, it is best if the sacrifices themselves are of the same or similar bloodline, allowing them to form a combined force to improve the quality of the forged soul rings and spirit bones.
As it stands, the corpses of thousands of disciples from the Huyan and Tuoba clans, along with the remains of Huyan Xiong which contain the vast Bloodline Power of the King Kong Dragon Elephant, perfectly meet all the conditions! As the illegitimate son of Tuoba Xi, Tang San carries the bloodlines of both clans; the Huyan and Tuoba families have intermarried for generations, and their bloodlines have long since merged; Huyan Xiong's King Kong Dragon Elephant Martial Soul is the pinnacle manifestation of the fusion of these two bloodlines!
A twisted and satisfied smile appears on Tang San's face. He forms hand seals, and Rakshasa Divine Power surges out frantically, communicating with the evil array constructed from blood and death beneath his feet!
Hum—!
The blood on the ground seems to come alive, transforming into countless threads of blood that converge toward Tang San like a hundred rivers returning to the sea! At the same time, the remnant soul power, undissipated essence blood, and even the painful remnant souls within those corpses are forcibly extracted and integrated into the blood light! Especially from Huyan Xiong's corpse, a vast amount of Bloodline Power, condensed like dark gold liquid, is extracted, emitting a heart-palpitating dragon-elephant pressure!
"Urgh—!" Countless remnant souls emit silent shrieks, their resentment soaring to the heavens, but under the suppression of the Rakshasa Divine Power, they can only be transformed into the purest negative energy and devoured by the array.
Tang San's body begins to tremble violently as a massive amount of Bloodline Power and soul power pours in, nearly bursting him apart! His Golden Dragon Martial Soul possesses him uncontrollably, emitting a dragon roar that is both painful and excited. He endures the tearing pain, operating the Mysterious Heaven Skill and the Rakshasa secret technique with all his might to guide this violent energy toward his vacant ninth soul ring position and his torso bones!
The dark red blood light grows increasingly intense, gradually condensing and compressing... First, it transforms into a blurry soul ring phantom, circling around the Golden Dragon Martial Soul. The patterns on it change constantly, faintly presenting the image of a dragon's head and an elephant's body, emitting a sense of violent power! At the same time, Tang San's spine and ribs emit crisp "cracking" sounds, as if invisible hammers and chisels are forging them. A torso bone prototype, exuding a dark gold luster and covered in dragon scale and elephant patterns, is slowly taking shape!
This process lasts for an entire day and night!
When dawn arrives again (though the sky is still shrouded in blood mist, dim like dusk), the blood light around Tang San suddenly retracts! He opens his eyes abruptly and lets out a deafening dragon roar toward the sky!
Roar—!
A soul ring, incomparably solid, dark gold in color, and clearly marked with patterns of dragons and elephants battling, appears beneath his feet, reflecting the other eight soul rings! Powerful Soul Power Fluctuation spreads out like a tide, leveling the surrounding ruins by another layer!
The Ninth Soul Ring is complete! And its quality is comparable to a soul ring from a Fierce Beast of over two hundred thousand years! It is the King Kong Dragon Elephant Soul Ring, condensed from the bloodline and soul power of the entire Huyan and Tuoba clans and the essence of Huyan Xiong's King Kong Dragon Elephant!
At the same time, a complete spirit bone, exuding dark gold light with a texture like a fusion of metal and jade, and naturally engraved with dragon-elephant totems on its surface, has fully formed at his torso! Powerful Bloodline Power and defensive strength instantly fill his entire body! The Adamantine Dragon Elephant Torso Bone!
Boom!
The vast energy feeds back, not only instantly healing all his injuries but also forcibly pushing his Soul Power Level higher! Ninety-third level peak... ninety-fourth level... ninety-fifth level... finally, it stabilizes at the ninety-sixth level! A Super Douluo!
Feeling the soul power surging like the sea and condensed like mercury within his body, as well as the torso bone containing terrifying Bloodline Power and defense, Tang San is filled with ambition and cannot help but laugh wildly!
"Power... this is the power of a Super Douluo! Hahaha!" He laughs toward the sky, his voice shaking the wilderness, "Huyan Family, Tuoba Family... you died for a worthy cause! With your bones and blood, you have paved my Path to Godhood!"
With a thought, his consciousness sinks into his Dantian. The soul core, which was originally somewhat unstable and mixed in color due to devouring too much chaotic energy, has now become solid and deep under the baptism of the pure Rakshasa Divine Power and the high-quality blood sacrifice energy.
Dark red evil patterns wind around its surface, and as it rotates slowly, it emits a stable and powerful suction force. Its quality is now no less than the soul core of any Super Douluo who has reached this level through bitter cultivation!
The act of slaughtering his own kin perfectly aligns with the "Evil Slaughter" and "Betrayal of Human Ethics" symbolized by the Rakshasa God Position, causing his affinity with the god position to skyrocket, and even his soul core has undergone an essential sublimation.
At this moment, Tang San is brimming with confidence! Twin Martial Souls, multiple hundred thousand year soul rings and spirit bones, the divine weapon Rakshasa Demon Scythe, Super Douluo cultivation, and a stable soul core... He believes his combat power is no less than that of a Titled Douluo.
"The Federation? Hmph, when I become a god, I will definitely make you pay!" A glint of ambition flashes in Tang San's eyes.
However, just as he is immersed in the ecstasy of his increased power, two sharp flashes of lightning pierce through the blood mist at the edge of the horizon, approaching at extreme speed! Their powerful soul power fluctuations are undisguised, carrying anxiety and anger.
"Hmm?" Tang San frowns, sensing that the newcomers are merely two guys who have just entered the Titled Douluo realm, and a look of disdainful sneer curls the corner of his mouth, "Do ants dare to come and seek death?"
Swish! Swish!
The lightning dissipates, revealing two tall figures. One has a cold expression, his eyes sharp as an eagle, with lightning swirling around him—it is Yu Tianxin! The other looks somewhat similar to him, but his temperament is more composed, with a hint of lingering arrogance between his brows—it is his younger brother, Yu Tianheng! Both had received the emergency distress signal from the person in charge of Elephant Armor City and rushed over immediately, but they were still a step too late.
In fact, given Tang San's brazen actions, the Federation personnel should not have arrived so late. The truth is that it was the selfishness of the person in charge stationed in Elephant Armor City that caused the delay.
Because he was from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, one of his direct ancestors had died in a conflict between the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Huyan and Tuoba families. Therefore, he found both families extremely displeasing, often causing trouble for them. Over a decade ago, he even found leverage against both families, causing them to suffer a significant loss.
This time, when Tang San attacked the two families, the person in charge initially observed through a Soul Tool that Tang San's cultivation was only at the 93rd level. Even if he were an Evil Soul Master and more difficult to deal with, the two families combined had three Titled Douluos and one Super Douluo. Suppressing a mere 93rd-level fallen Titled Douluo should not have been a problem, though it would come with significant losses. This was exactly what the person in charge of Elephant Armor City was happy to see, so he had no intention of reporting it.
But when even Huyan Xiong's attack failed to do anything to Tang San, the person in charge knew that things had gone horribly wrong. He had caused a major disaster out of selfishness. If this delay led to the Evil Soul Master escaping or turning around to slaughter the civilians of Elephant Armor City, his crimes would be unforgivable. He hurriedly stopped hesitating, reported the information, and transmitted an emergency distress signal, hoping that there would be experts traveling nearby.
However, because the time was too short, the Federation Investigation Bureau could not send personnel in time and could only ask the nearest available people to rush over as quickly as possible. It just so happened that the brothers Yu Tianxin and Yu Tianheng had broken through to the Titled Douluo realm a few years ago—now at the 93rd and 92nd levels respectively—and were traveling nearby. Upon receiving the distress signal from the person in charge of Elephant Armor City, they rushed over.
When they saw the ruins below, which looked as if they had been struck by a meteorite, littered with corpses and reeking of blood, and the black-robed figure standing in the center of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, exuding a nauseating evil aura, the expressions of Yu Tianxin and Yu Tianheng instantly turned incredibly ugly.
"Fallen One! You have some nerve!" Yu Tianxin shouted angrily. His Thunder Sacred Dragon Martial Soul instantly possessed him, and nine soul rings—purple, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red, red—rose up. The momentum of a 93rd-level Power Attack System Titled Douluo erupted fully!
Although he was angry, he did not lose his reason. To cause such destruction, the opponent was definitely an Evil Soul Master whose combat power far exceeded that of an ordinary Super Douluo!
Yu Tianheng also released his martial soul, his 92nd-level aura no less impressive. Lightning swirled around him, and his eyes locked coldly onto Tang San: "Surrender, or die!"
Tang San looked at the two people in front of him, especially Yu Tianheng. The image of the other party standing high above, easily crushing the Shrek Team during the All-Continent High-Level Soul Master Elite Tournament over a decade ago, surfaced in his mind. At that time, Yu Tianheng was a genius he had to look up to, a heaven-favored son with a profound background. But now...
"Hehe... Hahahaha!" Tang San let out a frantic, mocking laugh, slowly pulling back his hood to reveal a pale, sinister face that carried a sickly sense of pleasure, "Yu Tianheng, Yu Tianxin... long time no see, right?"
"You?! Tang San!" Yu Tianheng's pupils shrank, looking in disbelief at the black-robed youth in front of him, whose aura was evil and who was a completely different person from the somewhat paranoid but still handsome youth in his memory, "You... how did you become like this?!"
Yu Tianxin was also deeply shocked. Although he was not familiar with Tang San, he had heard the name—the twin martial soul genius from Shrek Academy who was said to have gone missing... He never expected that he would have fallen into such a terrifying Evil Soul Master!
"How did I become like this?" Tang San's smile was twisted, filled with resentment, "I have this damned world to thank! I have those hypocrites to thank! I have you so-called geniuses who stand high above to thank!"
He stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips, looking at the Yu brothers with greedy eyes: "It just so happens that I've just finished a big meal... let's use you two little minnows from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan as dessert!"
Before the words had even faded, Tang San's figure suddenly disappeared! The next moment, he was already in front of Yu Tianxin, his Golden Dragon claws carrying a sharpness that tore through space, grabbing directly at his throat! His speed was fast to the extreme!
"Watch out!" Yu Tianheng exclaimed. His Thunder Sacred Dragon True Body was instantly activated, and a thick lightning spear blasted toward Tang San's side, a move to save the besieged by attacking the rescuer!
Yu Tianxin was also rich in combat experience; despite being startled, he was not flustered, and his Thunder Dragon Claw met the attack head-on!
Boom! Crack!
Soul power collided, and blast waves rolled outward! Yu Tianxin let out a muffled groan, sent flying backward by the force. His arm went numb, and his heart was filled with shock! What immense power!
"Tianheng, find a way to stall him! Wait for reinforcements!" Yu Tianxin transmitted his voice, a flash of resolution in his eyes.
Tang San's figure swayed slightly, neutralizing Yu Tianheng's lightning spear, and he sneered, "Is that all you've got? The geniuses of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan are nothing more than this!"
"Tang San! You slaughter the innocent and have fallen into evil ways. Today, we brothers will act on behalf of the heavens!" Yu Tianheng roared. He exchanged a glance with Yu Tianxin, and with perfect synergy, they simultaneously activated their Martial Soul True Body! Two massive Thunder Sacred Dragon phantoms coiled in the sky, radiating boundless lightning and terrifying majesty!
"Thunder Judgment!"
"Sacred Dragon Verdict!"
The brothers joined forces, their Thunder Sacred Dragon Domain overlapping, and countless terrifying bolts of lightning as thick as barrels struck toward Tang San like divine punishment! This was a combined attack technique of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, powerful enough to threaten a Super Douluo!
"Petty tricks!" Tang San laughed wildly. His Golden Dragon True Body manifested, dark gold scales covering his entire body. He unleashed one of his Adamantine Dragon Elephant Torso Bone skills—Dragon Elephant Heaven Shaking Collision!
He transformed into a dark gold streamer, refusing to dodge or evade, and crashed directly into the lightning storm! Those bolts of lightning, capable of striking a Soul Douluo to death, slammed into him, only to be forcibly withstood by that layer of dark gold halo and his formidable physique! At the same time, he swung his dragon claws, and the Rakshasa Demon Scythe traced an eerie arc, easily tearing through the lightning domain and slashing toward the two Thunder Sacred Dragons!
Boom, boom, boom!
A continuous series of deafening roars erupted in the sky! Lightning and dark gold evil radiance collided frantically! Yu Tianxin and Yu Tianheng pushed the dominance and speed of their Thunder Sacred Dragons to the limit. With seamless coordination, they managed to trade blows with Tang San for a time, but it was clear this was their limit.
However, the two brothers were not panicked, for they had a background. The current Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was backed by more than one god-level existence, and as direct descendants, they naturally carried life-saving measures.
"Tang San! You've killed so many innocent lives; aren't you afraid of divine retribution?!" Yu Tianheng shouted angrily while struggling to block the eerie attacks of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe.
"Divine retribution? Hahaha!" Tang San appeared as if possessed. "When my mother died a miserable death, where was the heavens? When Xiao Wu sacrificed herself, where were the heavens? This world is built on the law of the jungle, where the winner is king and the loser is the villain! Today, I am stronger than you, so you are nothing but ants, deserving to be crushed to death!"
His words were venomous, and his offensive grew increasingly fierce. The Rakshasa Demon Scythe was filled with evil energy, specialized in breaking through soul power defenses; his Golden Dragon strength was infinite; and the periodically switched Poison Domain of the Fallen Spider Emperor left the Yu brothers constrained and exhausted their soul power rapidly.
After dozens of rounds, the Yu brothers were in constant danger, having sustained several wounds, and their lightning light dimmed. Their hearts were bitter, knowing that today would likely not end well. This Tang San's strength was too terrifying! He might already possess the combat power of a Titled Douluo.
Just as Tang San was about to severely injure Yu Tianxin and prepared to deliver the killing blow—
"You wicked creature! You still dare to act so violently!"
A roar like a thunderclap exploded from afar! A terrifying aura, far more vast, heavy, and filled with ancient majesty than that of the Yu brothers, swept over like a tsunami! The sky seemed to darken!
The newcomer wore golden combat attire, his hair and beard standing on end, his face rugged, his eyes sharp. His entire body radiated terrifying qi, blood, and soul power fluctuations like a primordial beast!
It was the veteran Titled Douluo who had received the emergency distress signal from the Federal Investigation Department and arrived at top speed—Golden Crocodile Douluo!
Golden Crocodile Douluo's gaze swept over the ruins of Elephant Armor City, seeing the brutally murdered Huyan Xiong, Huyan Zhen, and the others, finally locking onto the evil-shrouded Tang San. His eyes erupted with monstrous rage.
Back in the day, he had represented Martial Soul Hall in protecting the remnants of the Huyan and Tuoba clans. Later, the descendants of both families worked under him. Although Martial Soul Hall had merged into the federation and his relationship with the two families had gradually distanced, there was still a sense of shared history.
Seeing both families nearly wiped out so brazenly, and the culprit being a lowly Fallen One—what was this? Since when did a Fallen One, who could only hide in the shadows, dare to ride on his head? How could he not be enraged?
"Senior Golden Crocodile!" The Yu brothers were overjoyed.
Tang San's expression grew heavy. From this old man, he felt a massive threat! Far exceeding the desperate Huyan Xiong! This was a true veteran Titled Douluo!
"Little beast, pay with your life! Golden Crocodile Heaven-Rending Claw!" Golden Crocodile Douluo didn't waste words, attacking immediately with a lethal strike. At his level, the soul skills granted by soul rings and soul bones were no longer his strongest means. This Golden Crocodile Heaven-Rending Claw was a unique skill he had created by synthesizing all his learning. Its power was immense; unleashed with his foundation, even an ordinary Titled Douluo would be severely wounded!
Behind him, a golden crocodile phantom roared at the sky. A massive claw, covered in golden scales, tore through space, carrying the terrifying will of a primordial beast, and swiped down at Tang San! The power was far beyond Huyan Xiong's desperate final strike!
Facing this blow, Tang San dared not hold anything back, fully unleashing his Golden Dragon True Body, Adamantine Dragon Elephant Torso Bone, and Rakshasa Demon Scythe! The dark gold dragon-elephant phantom collided fiercely with the golden crocodile claw!
BOOM--------!!!!
A roar more terrifying than any previous collision erupted! Space distorted, and the earth cracked! Tang San felt as if he had been struck by a star; his Golden Dragon True Body nearly collapsed, a trace of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth, his Rakshasa Demon Scythe nearly flew from his hand, and he staggered back seven or eight steps before standing firm.
With just one strike, Tang San was injured!
"Cough, cough..." Tang San struggled to climb up, his heart filled with shock. Was this the strength of a veteran Titled Douluo? It was indeed not something he could contend with right now!
One had to know that while Tang San's current strength did not fear a Titled Douluo, and he could even defeat ordinary ones by relying on his divine artifacts, Golden Crocodile Douluo had accumulated decades of foundation. He might condense a Divine Spark and become a god any day; he was not comparable to an ordinary Titled Douluo.
"Eh? You didn't die?" A trace of surprise flashed in Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes, but his killing intent grew thicker. "You truly are a scourge! I will slay you today!"
He moved, pouncing again, his offensive like a violent storm, merciless!
Tang San's soul nearly left his body, pushing his speed to the limit while employing various life-saving measures! The Death Spider Emperor soul bone skill—Death Spider Shadow—split into several realistic afterimages to interfere; the 100,000-year Soft Bone Rabbit left leg bone skill inherited from Xiao Wu—Instantaneous Movement—allowed for cooldown-free blinking within a hundred meters!
However, at Golden Crocodile Douluo's level, there was no one who hadn't touched upon the Power of Space, so his perception of spatial fluctuations was sharp. Tang San's trajectory of Instantaneous Movement was easily captured, and the Death Spider Shadows were directly shattered by his overwhelming soul power domain!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Tang San was forced to block or dodge time and again, but his injuries grew heavier, and blood stained his black robes. He relied on the advantage of his divine artifacts and tenacious life force to barely hold on, but his defeat was only a matter of time!
"I cannot die here!" A flash of madness crossed Tang San's eyes. He looked toward the direction of the City of Slaughter; that was his only way out! Fortunately, the City of Slaughter was only a few hundred miles away, and at his speed, it would take only a dozen minutes.
He did not hesitate, burning a portion of his soul power to unleash his trump card escape technique—Blood Escape Technique! He transformed into a streak of blood light, fleeing desperately toward the City of Slaughter!
"Trying to run?" Golden Crocodile Douluo snorted coldly, transforming into a golden streamer to give chase! Though speed was not his specialty, his cultivation level far exceeded Tang San's, and for a time, he stayed right on his tail!
One gold and one red streak of light engaged in a heart-stopping chase through the sky! Wherever they passed, clouds disintegrated and mountains shook!
Tang San exhausted all his means, sometimes using Instantaneous Movement, sometimes diving into dense forests, sometimes plunging into rivers, but Golden Crocodile Douluo was like a maggot on a tarsal bone, always able to catch up quickly and deliver heavy blows!
In just a few hundred miles, Tang San didn't know how many hits he had taken. His injuries were extremely severe, and he was only hanging on by a thread of ruthlessness and Rakshasa Divine Power.
Finally, the familiar black forest shrouded in dark red mist appeared ahead—the entrance to the City of Slaughter!
Tang San, as if seeing a lifeline, used his last ounce of strength and dove straight in!
Golden Crocodile Douluo stopped at the entrance, looking at the bottomless cave, his brows locked tight. Even as a Titled Douluo, he could not override the rules of the City of Slaughter.
"Hmph! Do you think hiding in a rat hole will save you?" A cold glint flashed in the eyes of Golden Crocodile Douluo. "Once I return to borrow the Biyi Token, I will come back to claim your pathetic life!"
He turned around and transformed into a streak of golden light, departing the scene. He had to report this to the Federation as soon as possible, mobilize their forces, and completely eradicate this menace, along with the City of Slaughter that stood behind him!
Inside the City of Slaughter, Tang San collapsed onto the cold ground like a dying dog, coughing violently as blood continuously spilled from his nose and mouth. His injuries were severe, and his Soul Power was nearly exhausted.
Yet, within those Evil Eyes, madness and malice burned to the extreme.
"Golden Crocodile Douluo... the Federation... and Yu Tianheng, Yu Tianxin... just you wait..." He struggled to sit up, looking at this familiar and sinful city, a hideous smile appearing on his face.
"Eighth Trial completion reward... devour the Blood Pool of the Hell Road... reach the level of Titled Douluo directly... and then, inherit the God Position!"
He licked his cracked lips, his eyes filled with a craving for power and an obsession with revenge.
"Once I ascend to godhood... the humiliation of today will be repaid a hundredfold! This continent is destined to tremble... under the demonic scythe of my Rakshasa!"
He stumbled to his feet and began walking step by step toward the direction of the Hell Road. Deeper darkness and even greater power awaited him. And the end of his Path to Godhood seemed to be right before his eyes.
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