Looking at the Slaughter King, who was struggling more and more, a hint of excitement flashed in Tang San's eyes, and he shouted in a near-howl: "Awaken, my Great-Grandfather!!!"
As his voice fell, Tang San's face was crazed, and the Slaughter King's body also emitted a blood-red light pillar, illuminating the entire Slaughter City.
"What's happening now?"
At this moment, the Evil Soul Masters in Slaughter City were in a state of utter chaos. With such things happening in one day, how could anyone peacefully drink bloody mary?
At this time, Tang Chen also gradually regained consciousness, a hint of humanity slowly returning to his eyes. He murmured, "Where am I?"
"That's right! Wasn't I participating in the God Position trial?"
Coming to his senses, Tang Chen immediately sensed his body gradually nearing collapse. He couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh: "Did I ultimately fail?"
The Asura God Position trial had inexplicably disappeared, and Tang Chen felt a surge of melancholy. The God Position he had pursued his entire life had ultimately been for naught.
"I wonder how Bo Saixi is doing."
The person he felt most indebted to in his heart was Bo Saixi. Now that he had failed to become a God Position, his last hope was completely extinguished.
"I'm sure Xixi will forgive me."
Tang Chen muttered to himself with a hint of self-satisfaction. After all, he was very confident in his charm, having even crushed Qian Daoliu to win Bo Saixi's favor back then.
Now, so many years had passed. Although he didn't know how Bo Saixi was doing, as a super Douluo of ninety-ninth rank, she certainly wouldn't have aged.
And that old fellow Qian Daoliu, if he saw him suddenly appear, he would surely be startled.
At this moment, Tang San also walked over and eagerly shouted, "Great-Grandfather!"
The shout made Tang Chen pause for a moment, then he looked at Tang San in front of him as if he were an idiot.
Whose child was this, looking like an ape? He, Tang Chen, would never admit that his Bloodline could produce such an ugly descendant.
But very quickly, Tang Chen detected a hint of blood Qi, an aura unique to Evil Soul Masters. He immediately rebuked, "Audacious Evil Soul Master, to even call me 'Great-Grandfather' just to climb into my good graces?"
"Great-Grandfather, I truly am your descendant."
Tang San looked wronged, as if crying out, and after adding fuel to the fire to portray himself as a victim in his past misdeeds, he finally displayed his Spirit.
Following that were eight spirit rings of a regular Spirit Master.
"This is the Clear Sky Hammer!"
Tang Chen looked at the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's hand, also wondering if their Clear Sky Sect Disciples had fallen so low as to become Evil Soul Masters?
But as the eight spirit rings lit up, it truly shocked Tang Chen. This junior in front of him was actually a Spirit Douluo.
However, Tang San's age couldn't be discerned from his appearance. Tang Hao anxiously asked, "Child, how old are you now?"
"Great-Grandfather, Little San is already eighteen years old."
Tang San said humbly, but the eight spirit rings on his body shone even brighter.
"Good, good, good, worthy of being my Tang Chen's descendant. But why did you wake me up?"
Although he didn't know the reason for his awakening, from the current situation, it was clear that his awakening was inseparable from Tang San.
But what reason could have made this excellent descendant wake him up?
"Great-Grandfather, this junior woke you up to help me open the Hell Road, to undergo the Asura God Position trial. After that, the Clear Sky Sect still needs you to take charge of the overall situation."
As Tang San spoke, he also explained the situation of Spirit Hall, and conveniently attributed Tang Hao's death to Qian Xunfeng.
"Hmph, I didn't expect Qian Daoliu's descendants to be so far-sighted? To actually suppress our Clear Sky Sect so much that we can't even raise our heads."
Tang Chen snorted coldly, clearly dissatisfied with the performance of his descendants, and immediately said harshly.
But then he immediately thought that Tang San in front of him also needed to undergo a God Position trial. His eyes couldn't help but burn as he looked at Tang San, gripping Tang San's shoulder tightly and saying, "Tang San, I will help you open the Hell Road right now. You must not disappoint me."
Since he had failed, he could only let Tang San in front of him try. If he succeeded, he might not be without a way to become a God Position.
"Thank you, Great-Grandfather."
At this moment, Tang San was already so excited that tears welled up in his eyes. This day had finally arrived. The day he became a God Position would be the day he cleansed himself.
As the Hell Road reopened, Tang San directly jumped down without the slightest hesitation.
"Sure enough, someone has been here before."
Looking at the messy ground, Tang San's brows were filled with worry. Without bothering to ponder anything, he rushed deeper.
"My Asura God King, please don't let any accidents happen."
...
At this moment, Qian Renxue and Qian Renxuan had already fought their way through.
"There are too many Spirit Bones, aren't there?"
Looking at another ten-thousand-year Spirit Bone, Qian Renxuan casually threw it into her storage spirit tool. Along their way, they had already picked up dozens of Spirit Bones, ranging from ten thousand years to a hundred years.
"Keep them. They can be used as post-war rewards."
Qian Renxue thought more broadly. After all, nearly a hundred Spirit Bones, if distributed as rewards, would greatly boost the morale of the soldiers.
Just as Qian Renxue picked up a Spirit Bone from the ground, preparing to put it into her storage spirit tool, she felt a surge of killing intent.
"Snow, be careful!"
Qian Renxuan also sensed something was wrong. She swung the scythe in her hand, blocking in front of Qian Renxue. As a metallic clang resounded,
a huge crimson snake shadow was sent flying, then slowly landed, a hint of crimson flashing in its eyes, its tongue flicking out.
Behind its snake head and snake back were nine protruding small bumps, looking eerily grotesque.
"Could this be the Ten headed Fierce Yang Serpent that Father mentioned, the one so useful for Snow's Spirit!"
Qian Renxuan looked at the attacking Ten headed Fierce Yang Serpent in front of her, her eyes lighting up as she said in surprise.
She didn't expect to encounter it so soon.
"It should be."
Qian Renxue's gaze sharpened. The Angelic Sacred Sword in her hand showed no hesitation. How could a primeval beast with a combat power of barely ten thousand years be a match for Qian Renxue?
With a single sword strike, the snake's head and the nine bulges on its back were instantly shattered together. The Ten headed Fierce Yang Serpent then let out a mournful cry and instantly fell to the ground.
The nine bulges on its back and its tongue emitted waves of crimson light, slowly condensing into a pill-sized inner core in the air.
"This should be the inner core that Uncle mentioned."
Taking the Ten headed Fierce Yang Serpent's inner core in her hand, Qian Renxue examined it, but couldn't see anything special. However, since it was mentioned by Uncle, it naturally wouldn't be too bad.
"Xuan'er Meimei, help me as a Protector."
Without further ado, Qian Renxue also wanted to quickly try the effect of the Ten headed Fierce Yang Serpent's inner core, so she impatiently swallowed it.
Immediately after swallowing it, Qian Renxue first felt a surge of heat throughout her body, and her Spirit also spontaneously attached itself to her. Eight pairs of white jade gold-patterned wings gradually spread open.
A powerful aura instantly filled the space.