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Tang Chen?
Watching the powerhouse wreathed in blood-colored light, Su Wen immediately guessed his identity. The sheer density of that boundless aura of slaughter was unmistakable.
But why would Tang Chen appear now? Shouldn't he be trapped in a state of mindless insanity as the Slaughter King?
Su Wen sensed carefully. That limitless will to kill was indeed strong enough to drive any Spirit Master mad, but it seemed some external power was helping Tang Chen suppress it. A cold light flickered in Su Wen's eyes as he mentally noted a grievance against the Asura God.
Realistically, from the Asura God's perspective, finding an heir to pass on his godhood so he could be free was logical. Even though Tang San was currently at a low point, the deep-seated blood feud he carried actually made him a more fitting candidate for the god of slaughter.
But Su Wen was the target of that feud; why should he care about the god's perspective?
A Peerless Douluo? So what? Last time, even with the Void Douluo intervening, didn't I still kill Tang Xiao?
Behind him, Battle Sky Douluo's expression was incredibly grim. He whispered a warning: "This man likely carries a divine inheritance. He is terrifyingly powerful!"
The power gap between a Spirit Master with a divine trial and one without is massive. Even if the chance of success is slim, a candidate often wields methods bestowed by the gods themselves.
"Your timing is quite a coincidence," Su Wen said, looking at Tang Chen. There was no fear in his voice, only a trace of annoyance. "Furthermore, you should be aware—you cannot stop me."
Su Wen hadn't felt a shred of frustration when his attack was interrupted. Even if Tang Chen had arrived, it was useless; his mastery over spatial energy couldn't compare to Su Wen's. He couldn't truly save Tang San from Su Wen's reach.
Spatial energy is the strongest for survival, but it is also the most difficult to defend against when used to kill.
"Young man, I guarantee that if you dare strike, I will leave both of your lives here today!" Tang Chen said coldly. Whether for the bond of blood with his great-grandson or for the sake of his trials, he could not back down.
"Sigh, why does everyone make me look like the villain?" Su Wen shook his head. "Clearly, you were the ones who provoked me first."
"Tang Hao married a 100,000-year-old soul beast and went to war with Spirit Hall for her. That war pointlessly caught my family in the crossfire, leaving my parents dead. I killed Tang Hao, and then a swarm of Clear Sky Sect members came to harass me."
Su Wen's voice grew colder.
"Now, I'm here to pull the weeds by the roots, and I run into you—a man who's been missing from the continent for decades. No matter. As long as I kill you all, I won't have to worry about any more 'old ones' popping out of the woodwork."
Tang Chen was shocked by the mention of Tang Hao. He hadn't expected his beloved grandson to have caused such a mess—or that he was already dead. But a grandson was a grandson; what else could he say?
Today, the goal was to kill this Su Wen.
"Young man, you are quite brave. But you likely have no idea what Rank 99 truly signifies."
As Tang Chen spoke, his voice grew incredibly raspy. A blood-red domain expanded outward. "Even if my spatial manipulation is inferior to yours, strength remains king in this world. If soul power is strong enough, it can imprison space itself!"
"Sigh, it seems you're getting old, Senior. You didn't hear me." Su Wen sighed. "I just said... I'm going to kill all of you."
Su Wen's six soul rings manifested one by one. He no longer needed to hide his strength.
Purple, Black, Black, Black, Black, Black.
Five black rings. In terms of configuration, he was only two century-level rings and one thousand-year ring away from a Title Douluo. Yu Xiaogang and the others were horrified. How is this possible? Wasn't his second ring purple and his fourth black? Why are they all black now?
Tang Chen frowned. "You've accepted a divine trial?"
"No matter. Even with a trial, you must die!" Tang Chen's killing intent erupted. Soul power exploded, and the space within his Deathgod Domain felt as if it had turned to solid lead.
This was Su Wen's first time directly facing a Peerless Douluo.
"I can't beat a Peerless Douluo in a straight fight, but at the same level, I am invincible!" The sixth ring on Su Wen's body flashed.
"Sixth Soul Skill: Space-Time Chaos!"
Even for Su Wen, who was an expert in elemental development, time was an agonizingly difficult attribute to master. He could only influence it through the medium of space using his sixth skill.
However, he wasn't trying to manipulate time directly. He was mimicking a move he had seen once before from the Dark Devilgod Tiger.
The Life and Death Arena!
The Arena existed as a fixed point in the dimensions; the Tiger simply had the ability to pull opponents into it while using its god-power to bypass the rules so it wouldn't revert to a cub.
Su Wen couldn't bypass the rules. But by using the fluctuations of his sixth skill and his memory of having been there, he linked his aura to that hidden space between dimensions.
Tang Chen felt a violent alarm trigger in his mind. He lunged to interrupt Su Wen's skill. A hammer swung down, and Su Wen only had time to deploy a triple-layered formation from his Book of Laws, combining it with his specialized air-current deflection techniques.
That fraction of a second was enough. Su Wen successfully tethered himself to the Arena.
"I can't just summon it; I have to pull Tang Chen in with me!"
Looking at the descending Clear Sky Hammer, Su Wen detonated all six of his soul rings. The instantaneous surge of power, combined with his spatial mastery, shattered Tang Chen's lockdown. It didn't just break the seal; it tore a hole in reality.
A vortex appeared, swallowing both Su Wen and Tang Chen instantly. The vortex vanished, leaving Battle Sky Douluo and the Shrek teachers standing in stunned silence.
The Life and Death Arena
"Welcome to the Life and Death Arena. This battle shall only end when one side perishes. Countdown beginning..."
The familiar voice echoed, and a nostalgic expression crossed Su Wen's face. However, given his current state, the expression looked incredibly out of place—because he had reverted to his six-year-old self.
Opposite him, Tang Chen's killing intent had vanished. His Clear Sky Hammer was gone, and his soul power had been stripped from Rank 99 back to zero. He couldn't feel a single ripple of energy.
He was internally terrified. What kind of soul skill is this? Everything had truly been rewound to the state before his martial soul awakening.
He looked at Su Wen. The boy was also six.
Tang Chen quickly calmed himself. "I don't know what this skill is, but I must admit it's miraculous—to pull me into a life-and-death struggle at the age of six. However, did you really think you could defeat a child of the Clear Sky Sect at an age where neither of us has martial souls?"
To ensure they could handle the immense weight of the Clear Sky Hammer after awakening, children of the sect began training at age four, using special medicinal baths to stimulate physical growth.
Consequently, even though he was back to age six, Tang Chen looked like a well-developed, sturdy boy of about nine.
(End of Chapter)