"Right now, you have two choices."
Tang Lan said with a smiling face—
"Form groups of nine and go in to fight me once."
"Or die right now."
With a thought, Tang Lan activated his will.
The one who had just told him to crawl suddenly knelt on the ground with a ferocious expression, clutching his heart and tearing at his flesh, going madly into self-mutilation.
Beneath the flesh, it was as if living creatures were writhing and squirming.
After several minutes of torment—
"Puff puff puff—"
Large amounts of Life-Soul Blue Silver Emperor burst out of his body, swelling him until he exploded completely.
Under the rules of Slaughter City, the Life-Soul Blue Silver Emperor withered and disappeared in the very next second.
What was left behind was an empty shell—aside from dried bones, not even a single drop of blood flowed out.
The sight made everyone's liver and gall tremble!
All of them looked at Tang Lan in horror—this kid was actually this vicious?
"You have thirty seconds to decide."
Tang Lan said with a smile—
"Those willing to participate, go stand on the left and form teams yourselves."
"Those unwilling, stay where you are and wait to die."
As soon as the words fell—
Everyone launched themselves like springs and sprinted to the left side.
—No one wanted to die such a miserable death!
Tang Lan nodded in satisfaction.
He folded his arms and waited for them to form teams.
This was exactly why—
Earlier, he had not chosen to put on an act, but instead killed people so cleanly and decisively.
Anyone who could survive in Slaughter City was a seasoned old fox.
None of them were simple.
Other than life and death, no schemes would work for long.
Since they couldn't be lured with benefits, he could only suppress them with force.
And thus, the earlier scene came to be.
Choosing to form teams and challenge Tang Lan still gave them a chance to live.
Otherwise—
Although Slaughter City was full of desperadoes, no one truly wanted to die.
If they did, they wouldn't have come here in the first place—they would have ended themselves directly.
"Brother."
Tang San moved over, licking his lips as he said eagerly—
"Let me use that ten-thousand-year Nine-Pin Purple Ganoderma and those soul bones, okay?"
"This place is way too dangerous. I need to strengthen myself as soon as possible!"
"You wouldn't just watch your own little brother go die for nothing, right?"
He looked pitiful in the extreme.
Tang Hao frowned deeply at the sight—how did he give birth to something like this?
The Dark Devilgod Tiger let out a few snorts, who knew who it was mocking.
Tang Lan rolled his eyes at Tang San.
With a wave of his hand—
Ten ten-thousand-year soul bones and the incomplete Nine-Pin Purple Ganoderma appeared.
Tang San's eyes lit up as he directly pounced forward.
"Pa-ji—"
He passed straight through all the items and slammed onto the ground.
He sat up in disbelief and waved his hand.
His palm passed straight through the soul bones, just like hitting air.
"Th-this…"
Tang San was dumbfounded.
What was going on?
"This is your new ability?" Tang Hao asked thoughtfully.
"Not really. I've had it for a long time, just didn't use it much before."
Tang Lan shrugged—
"It's the ability from the third awakening of the Soul Spirit Domain, called Mirror Flowers, Water Moon. It can create illusions almost identical to real objects, with at most a bit of physical substance, but the texture isn't great."
"After learning spirit power applications from Sister Xi, I developed it a bit further and found that the aura it simulates is vivid enough to fool even hundred-thousand-year ferocious beasts."
"If I wasn't afraid they wouldn't recognize its value, I would've simulated hundred-thousand-year soul bones just now."
Well damn!
So Tang Lan had been planning to swindle them empty-handed from the very beginning?
Pure deception.
Tang San stood up in disappointment, glanced at the people forming teams, and got another idea.
"Brother," Tang San suggested, "how about I fight them instead, and you stay below—"
"Pa—!"
Tang Hao slapped him down with one palm, smashing Tang San into the ground.
"Brat, don't play tricks!"
Tang Hao scolded—
"The Slaughter King does not want a new Slaughter God to appear here."
"So once your winning streak gets long enough, you'll draw the Slaughter King's attention."
"He'll replace all your opponents with extremely powerful ones to obstruct you from winning the championship."
"If you try to climb up through this kind of shady operation, you won't even know how you died!"
Tang San dug himself out of the ground.
Feeling extremely fortunate.
Good thing he had a father who was an "old acquaintance," otherwise he would've been screwed.
—After all, blood was blood. No matter how much Tang Hao disliked him, he wouldn't just watch him go die.
Little did Tang San know—
Tang Hao just wanted an excuse to beat him up.
As for whether Tang San lived or died?
He didn't care.
"According to what you're saying, Dad, then when you got the Slaughter God title back then, it must've been really difficult, right?" Tang San flattered.
He thought Tang Hao would happily accept it.
Unexpectedly—
Tang Hao slapped him again, spinning Tang San like a top, twirling in place.
"Brat, cultivate properly! A slick tongue won't make enemies go easy on you!" Tang Hao scolded.
Tang San felt so wronged!
Even flattery got him beaten?
He simply shut up.
Tang Lan watched from the side, thoroughly amused.
It seemed Tang Hao beating Tang San just made him inexplicably happy.
Time was up.
Tang Lan stepped forward and looked at the already formed teams.
He noticed that there were still two people left alone, staring at Tang Lan nervously.
Before they could speak—
"Snap!"
A finger snap.
The two of them bloomed on the spot, dying cleanly and efficiently.
The six formed teams all felt chills down their spines!
—Because that ghostly thing was also inside their bodies!
"Very good."
Tang Lan nodded. "Now I'll go down. You will follow the order and come up one by one to challenge me."
"Don't worry."
"In the Hell Slaughter Arena, I won't activate the soul-seed effect."
"It will all depend on your real abilities."
"Kill me, and the soul bones and immortal herbs are all yours."
Even so,
Everyone still looked at Tang Hao with faces full of distrust.
Tang Hao had absolute confidence in his own son—even if he went up himself now, he might not be able to beat him.
He said magnanimously—
"I, Tang Hao, make a promise here. Whoever can kill him, I will absolutely not pursue the matter!"
"Otherwise, let the Slaughter King hunt me down."
Only then did a trace of hope rise in the eyes of the six teams.
"Very good!"
Tang Lan said in satisfaction. "Come in with me."
Tang Lan led the six teams in a grand procession back to the Hell Slaughter Arena.
The guards at the entrance once again became blind, letting Tang Lan pass.
But the fifty-four people behind him each had to pay a cup of Yellow Spring Dew.
Fortunately, they were all old hands—this bit of stock was still manageable.
Tang Hao did not follow.
Tang San hesitated for a moment, then also chose to stay behind.
—Staying by Tang Hao's side felt safer.
Tang Hao didn't bother with him.
He took out the storage ring Tang Lan had given him, which contained the nine Soul Douluo.
One by one, he fed them to the Dark Devilgod Tiger.
The Dark Devilgod Tiger was overjoyed, gobbling them down one by one with great delight.
"Slow down, no one's competing with you," Tang Hao said with a laugh.
The Dark Devilgod Tiger suddenly froze!
"Cough cough cough—"
It coughed violently a few times, then spat out a thick wad of phlegm.
It splattered all over Tang San's face and body.
"Yue—"
Tang San vomited on the spot.
He took out his water flask and rinsed himself several times, glaring angrily at the Dark Devilgod Tiger, about to explode—
When his eyes caught sight of something glittering.
A soul bone?
He flashed over and snatched it up, confirming it was a left arm bone.
And judging by the aura, it was over ten thousand years old!
It should have belonged to one of those nine Soul Douluo just now.
Without caring about the filth, he pressed it directly against his left arm—
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