Dai Mubai and the others did not have Tang San's eyesight and could not see the details of the battle between Jiang Chen and Tang Chen.
But the powerful collision just now had turned everything within four hundred meters into powder. Such a shocking scene was still visible to them.
Ma Hongjun gulped down a mouthful of saliva. "My god, is this Jiang Chen even human? I even wanted to challenge him to a one-on-one for revenge before…"
"Little San, what's that patch of red on Jiang Chen's body?" Ning Rongrong asked.
Because the distance was too great, besides Tang San, the others could only vaguely see a patch of red on Jiang Chen's body. They had a terrifying guess in their hearts, but they dared not confirm it.
Tang San's tone was unprecedentedly heavy: "Those are spirit rings, eight deep-red spirit rings. Their age is probably more than a hundred thousand years."
Everyone was shocked. All eight spirit rings were red, how had Jiang Chen managed that?
"I guess Jiang Chen, like us, has obtained the inheritance of a god, and it's very likely that the rewards he received are greater than ours," Tang San deduced.
Otherwise, there was simply no way to explain why Jiang Chen's spirit ring configuration was so abnormal.
They had deeply experienced the benefits of divine rewards. They were certain that only a god could bestow such power upon Jiang Chen.
"Definitely. The rewards he obtained must be greater than ours; otherwise, the gap in spirit rings wouldn't be this huge," Ning Rongrong said.
Dai Mubai said in a deep voice: "The destructive power of that strike just now was already comparable to the level of a Peerless Douluo."
"In other words, Jiang Chen alone, with only rank-89 cultivation, possesses the strength of rank 99?" Ma Hongjun couldn't help but cry out, but immediately lowered his voice, afraid of being discovered by Jiang Chen.
Everyone wore expressions of shock, and within that shock was dense jealousy.
The seven of them together only possessed the combat power of a Peerless Douluo.
Yet Jiang Chen alone had reached the height that the seven of them could only achieve together.
Tang San's tone was grave as he admonished: "Put away the contempt you previously held toward him. Otherwise, the ones who die might very well be us."
The others' expressions turned solemn, their moods heavy. They no longer held any contempt for Jiang Chen.
Tang San continued: "From this, it seems that sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight was a very wise decision. Let them bite each other like dogs; we'll make our move at the end."
He was not a pedantic person. After all, as a disciple of the Tang Sect, he was already accustomed to killing with hidden weapons. Using a bit of strategy in battle was nothing.
"Hurry and recover your spirit power. When they decide the winner, that will be the time for us to act," Tang San instructed.
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On the battlefield, a hundred meters in the air, Jiang Chen couldn't help but bare his teeth.
Clusters of blood-colored sword qi were lodged inside his wounds; the sensation was extremely refreshing.
The wounds squirmed, but the recovery speed was much slower than before.
For Jiang Chen as he was now, the foundation of his strength was his bones. He himself did not know how hard his bones had become.
As long as the bones were uninjured, his zombie combat power was unaffected.
However, if those wounds happened to sever his meridians, it would affect his spirit master strength.
Jiang Chen plummeted from the sky and smashed into the ground with a bang.
"Senior, the sword qi attached to this divine weapon of yours is a bit too hard to deal with," Jiang Chen couldn't help complaining inwardly to the Asura God.
"Looking at you, it seems you haven't been affected," the Asura God seemed to be narrating calmly, yet also carrying a note of doubt.
An ordinary spirit master, even a Title Douluo, would have their combat power greatly reduced once the Asura Sword's sword qi entered their body.
But besides a casual complaint, Jiang Chen seemed completely unaffected.
Jiang Chen chuckled and did not answer the Asura God. He swung the coffin and jumped down from the edge of the deep pit.
The stone coffin was raised high by him. During the descent he continuously accumulated power and, with the force of splitting Mount Hua, slammed it toward Tang Chen.
At the same time, a corpse-poison array a hundred meters in diameter appeared beneath Tang Chen's feet. Dense tombstones also appeared in the sky and smashed toward Tang Chen like ten thousand swords returning to the origin.
At this moment Tang Chen's overhead was already covered by those dense tombstones, and the deep pit rapidly darkened.
Jiang Chen held the stone coffin high, standing above those tombstones.
After Tang Chen shattered these tombstones, he would have to endure Jiang Chen's heavy strike.
Because the pit was too deep, Tang San and the others could no longer see Jiang Chen's figure.
But they could still sense the spirit power fluctuations when Jiang Chen released his spirit skills.
"Little San, should we go over?" Dai Mubai asked.
Tang San shook his head. "Wait a bit longer. Wait until the battle fluctuations weaken before we go."
"Poisonous!" Tang Chen looked at the corpse-poison array that had suddenly appeared beneath his feet, shocked in his heart. He hurriedly released spirit power outward to block the purple toxic mist rising from the corpse-poison array.
A five-hundred-thousand-year corpse-poison array, the toxins contained within were extremely terrifying. In just an instant, large amounts of corpse poison impacted Tang Chen's spirit power defense.
This corpse poison was all-pervasive and easily passed through Tang Chen's spirit power defense, seeping in through his seven orifices and pores.
Unless he increased his spirit power output and formed a substantial defense on the surface of his body, making the inside a vacuum, it might be possible to isolate this toxin.
But even a Peerless Douluo needed to breathe; he could not isolate it permanently, and the consumption of spirit power in this way was also extremely terrifying.
Tang Chen made an instantaneous decision.
Holding the greatsword, he shot into the sky to meet those dense incoming tombstones.
The long sword roared out. Although these tombstones were also extremely hard, under the Asura Sword they still shattered in large swaths.
After the tombstones shattered, large amounts of gray mist appeared and, as if alive, coiled toward Tang Chen.
This was the second-stage attack of Jiang Chen's Death Tombstones.
The gray mist could enter the target's body, extract the opponent's life force, and nourish itself.
Tang Chen had leaped into the air; those tombstones immediately stabbed toward him from all directions.
Sword shadows flashed. Amid the rumbling sounds, those tombstones continuously exploded. The thick gray mist had already tightly wrapped Tang Chen and was seeping into his body.
The corpse-poison array did not only act on the ground. Under Jiang Chen's will, those purple toxic mists rapidly rose into the air and continued to surround Tang Chen.
Tang Chen had not yet attacked Jiang Chen and had already fallen into two sinister and vicious spirit skills.
Finally, under the attacks of the Asura Sword, all those tombstones exploded. Jiang Chen's peerless strike had already arrived before Tang Chen.
Tang Chen's powerful spiritual power had already discovered Jiang Chen behind the tombstones earlier, but those tombstones prevented him from dodging. Now facing Jiang Chen's world-shocking strike, he was completely at a disadvantage.
Tang Chen's spirit power madly poured into the Asura Sword. The Asura Sword erupted with piercing red light and slashed toward the stone coffin pressing down from Jiang Chen.
This strike once again created a terrifying energy storm. The already ravaged land suffered further devastation, and the deep pit expanded again.
Tang San and the others stood secretly a thousand meters away and still felt their eardrums strongly vibrating; powerful gales rushed toward their faces.
In this collision, Tang Chen had no advantage at all and shot toward the bottom of the deep pit at extreme speed.
He had originally been flying by relying on spirit power; there was nowhere to borrow force in the air. Added to the fact that his body had already been poisoned and the gray mist was absorbing his life force, how could he withstand Jiang Chen's heavy, forceful strike?
Jiang Chen leaped down from above. After nearly a hundred meters of acceleration, plus his own terrifying strength and the weight of the stone coffin, the power of this strike even shocked Jiang Chen himself.
The stone coffin in his hands shattered this time, but his body did not retreat. Tang Chen's attack force was offset by his enormous impact force, and he still pursued downward at extreme speed.
"It should end." Jiang Chen looked at Tang Chen, who was spurting blood and shooting downward, deeply embedded into the ground, and muttered to himself.
Several more bone-exposing wounds had appeared on his body—caused by the sword qi spraying from the Asura Sword.
The sword qi rampaged inside his body, destroying his meridians and greatly reducing his spirit master cultivation.
During the descent, Jiang Chen used Lightning Fist to draw out the heavenly thunder within the Corpse Pill.
Those extremely stubborn sword qi actually dissipated rapidly under this tribulation energy.
When he landed, the sword qi inside Jiang Chen's body had already been completely cleared.
Under the writhing of flesh and blood, those wounds were rapidly recovering.
But a thought moved in his heart, and he stopped his body's self-repair, deliberately maintaining that extremely tragic appearance.
He took out spirit-power recovery pills, tossed them into his mouth, and walked toward the deep pit smashed out by Tang Chen.
The corpse-poison array was still functioning; purple toxic mist continuously poured into the pit.
In addition, large amounts of gray mist drifted out from the pit and returned to Jiang Chen's body, bringing him surging life force.
In this instant, the surface of his body looked extremely tragic, but in reality he had already recovered to his peak. A single thought could restore those wounds.
No matter who it was, the only outcome of fighting a prolonged battle with him was defeat.
Sensing that the battle fluctuations had suddenly stopped, Tang San's heart stirred. He ordered quietly, "Prepare yourselves, conceal your auras well. We're going over."
Although they had not seen that last strike, the terrifying energy fluctuations were even stronger than the previous one.
This filled their hearts with extreme shock.
When they were still five hundred meters from the edge of the deep pit, Tang San stopped.
Although they had concealed their auras, with the strength Jiang Chen and Tang Chen had displayed, if they continued approaching, the risk of exposure would be extremely high.
"You stay here. Later, act according to my orders," Tang San did not dare speak aloud and transmitted his voice to the others.
Dai Mubai and the others nodded.
Tang San rapidly climbed a nearby mountain peak. At the summit, with his eyesight he should be able to clearly see the situation at the bottom of the pit.
He dared not use spiritual power. If Jiang Chen's and Tang Chen's spiritual power were stronger than his, they could easily discover his spiritual probing.
Hidden on the mountaintop, with Purple Demon Eyes circulating, Tang San clearly saw the situation at the distant pit bottom.
He saw the King of Slaughter being dragged out of the soil by Jiang Chen. His aura had already greatly weakened compared to before and seemed to have no strength left to resist.
Meanwhile, Jiang Chen was covered in terrifying wounds; his strength should also have been greatly reduced.
After carefully observing for a while and confirming there was no fraud, Tang San quietly descended the mountain and returned to Dai Mubai and the others.
Tang San made a forward gesture. The group moved toward the edge of the deep pit and hid among the undamaged grass and trees at the edge.
…
Jiang Chen dragged Tang Chen out of the soil.
Under Jiang Chen's two heavy blows, Tang Chen had already suffered not-light internal injuries.
Attacks of that degree Jiang Chen could withstand, but Tang Chen could not.
Originally these internal injuries would not have been enough to make him lose the ability to resist, but Jiang Chen had also extracted large amounts of life force from his body, and with the poisoning, even though a large amount of spirit power remained in his body, he could no longer bring out his strength.
Jiang Chen snatched the Asura Sword tightly gripped in Tang Chen's hand. Even with his state of mind, he could not help feeling a bit excited at this moment.
He tried to store the Asura Sword into a spirit tool, but failed.
A spirit tool simply could not bear a divine weapon.
A thought moved in his heart. The more-than-two-meter-long greatsword in his hand abruptly disappeared and appeared in his system space.
The Asura God's shocked voice immediately rang in Jiang Chen's mind: "Jiang Chen, where did you put the Asura Sword? Why can't even I sense it?"
It was no wonder the Asura God was shocked. This Asura Sword had been his former weapon; no matter where it was placed, he could sense it.
But now, that connection between him and the Asura Sword had completely disappeared.
"Senior, I have a storage treasure. I put the Asura Sword inside it," Jiang Chen replied.
Just then, the second light screen shining in his mind dimmed.
The Asura God said: "Your second trial is complete. I'll carefully calculate the rewards and give them to you later. Next, you should properly deal with Tang San and the others. Behind them are the Sea God and the God of Destruction; they're not so easy to handle. Don't fall into their hands."
"Senior, rest assured. Just a few small fry."
Because the two were communicating with consciousness, what seemed long was actually only a few breaths of time.
Jiang Chen's mind moved, and he withdrew the corpse-poison array on the ground.
The corpse poison that had invaded Tang Chen's body was already extremely dense and continued to erode Tang Chen's body, slowly driving him toward death.
Jiang Chen's body was covered with large patches of wounds; bones were exposed, and blood soaked his clothes.
This was deliberate on his part, preventing his body from automatically repairing.
Such "heavy" injuries might make Tang San and the others feel excited.
He did not even glance in the direction where Tang San and the others were hiding, nor did he release spiritual power, yet he sensed the intense resentment in those people.
Spirit power auras could be hidden, killing intent could also be hidden, but the crazy resentment in these people's hearts could not be hidden.
Jiang Chen tossed Tang Chen onto the ground. Facing the direction of Tang San and the others, his face was pale, his spirit power fluctuating unsteadily, and those terrifying wounds on his body were immediately exposed to Tang San and the others' line of sight.
"King of Slaughter, you have lost," Jiang Chen said seriously, looking at the old man on the ground.
Because he had lost a large amount of life force, Tang Chen had changed from a middle-aged appearance into an old man.
This was a sorrowful old man whose life was about to reach its end.
Tang Chen gave a bitter smile: "Blood Demon, losing to a genius like you, I am sincerely convinced. And thank you, you allowed me to recover my original memories."
His expression became extremely complex; his thoughts seemed immersed in the experiences of these years.
Jiang Chen sighed. This old man still had some respectable points.
"Then I'll send you a great gift so you can die in peace."
Jiang Chen grabbed Tang Chen's collar and, with a swing of his arm, threw Tang Chen toward Tang San.
Jiang Chen was not a heartless person. Tang Chen was about to die; letting him reunite with his own great-grandson would allow him to die more at ease.
Tang Chen did not understand what the great gift Jiang Chen spoke of was. His body traced an arc, spanning several hundred meters, and fell toward Tang San's direction.
"We've been discovered?" Tang San was startled and no longer hid.
He abruptly stood up. The trident in his hand trembled and thrust toward the King of Slaughter who had already flown in front of him.
Puchi, the trident pierced into Tang Chen's chest and out through his back.
The vast spirit power contained within the trident rushed into Tang Chen's body and madly destroyed it.
Jiang Chen froze, stunned by Tang San's merciless thrust, standing there in a daze.
"King of Slaughter, in the end you still died by my hand," Tang San said indifferently.
"Cough, cough…" Tang Chen coughed up large amounts of blood, an expression of relief on his face. "Asura King, you did the right thing. The Slaughter City indeed should not exist in this world. Dying by your hand is my retribution.
"All my life I, Tang Chen, was open and upright, wholeheartedly pursuing the extreme of a spirit master. I never expected I would go astray and become the evil King of Slaughter. I regret it! I hate it!"
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