I’ve already become a titled Douluo, and only now the system arrives?

Chapter 206: The Asura God, Tang San, Opens the Space Passage

"Tang San, while you have gained immense power, you must never forget your true self. Do not lose yourself."

Tang Chen spoke with a grave and heartfelt tone, his brows furrowed.

He could see that Tang San's situation was peculiar; the influence of the Slaughter Soul on Tang San was significant.

Whenever Tang San released his inner desires, the Slaughter Soul would quietly emerge. Over time, he genuinely worried that Tang San would lose control of his own body.

"Ancestor, I will always remember your words," Tang San humbly bowed his head.

However, Tang Chen did not notice the fleeting cunning glint in Tang San's lowered eyes.

"Just remember, the road ahead is one you must walk alone."

"Ancestor, what do you mean by that?" Tang San asked, lifting his head abruptly, his eyes filled with shock.

"You have successfully completed the first seven trials with my help. But the next two trials are crucial and closely related to me."

Tang Chen paused, then continued, "Even if I don't say it, you probably already know the contents of the upcoming tasks, right?"

Tang San was slightly startled but then nodded, "The eighth trial is to recognize the artifact; the Asura Sword has already been lost."

Tang Chen nodded slightly, "The Haotian Hammer is now not far from transforming into a divine artifact.

"As for the ninth trial, it involves completely refining the Nine-headed Dark Gold Bat King. The Nine-headed Dark Gold Bat King has already fused with my soul, so if I choose to sacrifice myself for you, you will have essentially completed the final trial.

"So these two trials can be carried out simultaneously."

"But Ancestor, you would pay with your life for this."

After hearing Tang San's words, Tang Chen placed his hand on Tang San's shoulder and gently patted it, "Tang San, don't be sad for me. I won't truly die; I will accompany you in another form.

"Remember to lead me to kill Poseidon, Qin Xiao, and all the enemies of our Haotian Sect, restoring its former glory."

Tang San remained silent, tears involuntarily streaming down his cheeks.

"Hahaha, this outcome is already very good and satisfying. Prepare to receive the Haotian Hammer."

"I, Tang Chen, am leaving now!"

With hearty laughter, Tang Chen's figure soared into the sky.

He reached the void above.

Holding the Haotian Hammer wrapped in blood-red patterns high above his head.

Boom!

Suddenly, blood-red lightning bolts emerged from the void, lashing out at the Haotian Hammer like long whips, causing sparks to fly.

Tang San noticed that the Haotian Hammer, as thick as a water tank, was shrinking at a visible speed under the baptism and tempering of the blood-red lightning. It was like refining iron, where each strike removed impurities.

It was unclear how much time had passed before Tang Chen shouted, "Divine power, come!"

As his voice fell, a sound like a bull's roar came from the Blood River.

Immediately, a massive blood-red dragon, thirty meters long, emerged from the Blood River. It hovered in the void, its claws and teeth menacingly rushing towards Tang Chen.

More precisely, it was heading towards the Haotian Hammer in Tang Chen's hand.

"What powerful divine power!" Tang San was astounded.

He remembered that when Tang Chen sent him on the Hell Road, he had entered the Blood River. It seemed that he had done so to gather this dragon formed of divine power.

When the blood-red dragon reached three to five meters from the Haotian Hammer, it suddenly shattered, turning into a blood-red mist that began to be absorbed by the Haotian Hammer.

"This is the most critical moment; whether it can bear the divine power is key," Tang San's eyes flashed with tension.

At this moment, Tang San felt like time was dragging endlessly until the last wisp of blood-red mist was absorbed, and his face finally showed a relieved expression, "Success!"

At this time, Tang Chen also spoke loudly, "Tang San, from now on, it's up to you. After my death, my soul bones will perfectly meet your needs, constructing your Asura God Armor."

He was bidding his final farewell.

Tang San noticed that Tang Chen's body began to become illusory, gradually turning transparent until it finally disappeared, leaving behind several glowing soul bones.

"Whiz!"

With Tang Chen no longer in control, the now evolved divine artifact Haotian Hammer fell from the sky, landing not far from Tang San.

At this moment, the Haotian Hammer had undergone significant changes compared to before. It had transformed from pitch black entwined with blood-red patterns to a dark red color.

As Tang San approached, he could clearly feel waves of cold killing intent continuously assaulting his soul, as if a thousand troops were launching an attack on him.

"Hu."

Tang San took a deep breath as he approached, his eyes becoming resolute. "Then I will complete the final test."

Saying this, he grasped the Haotian Hammer with both hands.

Instantly, a surge of powerful energy and chaotic memories flooded into Tang San's mind.

The power was divine energy, enabling Tang San to use a portion of it after completing the eighth trial.

As for the memories, they were Tang Chen's cultivation insights, enlightening Tang San profoundly.

His cultivation realm began to ascend once more, allowing Tang San to soar even after reaching the Titled Douluo level.

Ninety-second level, ninety-third level.

In just a few breaths, his cultivation realm reached ninety-fifth level.

Normally, breaking through beyond the ninety-fifth level requires not just reaching the limit of power but also profound understanding.

However, Tang San had no such restriction.

When his soul power reached the peak of the ninety-fifth level, the insights for breaking through to the ninety-sixth level appeared in his mind, instantly helping him shatter the bottleneck.

"Tang Chen has given me far more than I imagined."

Tang San's mind wavered briefly before returning to normal.

He sensed that this was not the limit; he could still break through!

Ninety-seventh level, ninety-eighth level.

For others, the realms beyond might be obscure and unreachable in a lifetime, but for Tang San, they were within easy reach.

Even the highest peak, the ninety-ninth level, he achieved through the fusion of Tang Chen's memories.

Boom!

The void trembled, and Tang San suddenly opened his eyes.

A purple divine light shot out from his eyes.

"So this is the power of the ninety-ninth level?"

"Is this what the pinnacle feels like?!"

Tang San clenched his fists, feeling an inexhaustible strength.

The surging soul power within him felt like an endlessly flowing river.

Such immense power fascinated him!

"Wait, Tang Chen's peak power, strictly speaking, was at the demigod level, yet he still lost to Qin Xiao and Poseidon, which means the ninety-ninth level is not enough!"

Tang San calmed down, speaking in a deep voice, "I need even more power."

Now, he only needed a set of soul bones to complete the final inheritance.

Even this path had been paved by Tang Chen.

By refining all the soul bones left by Tang Chen after his death, a blood-red pillar of light descended from the sky, enveloping Tang San.

[Divine Trial Completed, Inheritance Beginning!]

As a grand voice resounded, Tang San felt an immensely powerful will descending, followed by an even more majestic divine power.

In the face of this power, Tang San felt that even the ninety-ninth level was no longer powerful, even extremely small, like an ant.

But soon, Tang San stopped overthinking and quietly comprehended the changes in his cultivation and spiritual level.

Unknowingly, a golden soul ring formed, floating above his other nine soul rings.

A set of dark red, extravagantly sinister armor almost completely encased Tang San, leaving only his face exposed.

With the addition of the dark red Haotian Hammer, a sense of cold killing intent naturally emanated from him.

"God!"

"I, Tang San, have finally become a god today!"

He shouted loudly, as if to vent all his resentment and anger.

"Kid, becoming a god is just the beginning. Hope you take good care of yourself. At last, I'm free."

Suddenly, a faint voice came from the void.

"Who?" Tang San frowned and asked coldly, but there was no answer. However, after calming down, he knew who it was—the previous Asura God.

"It seems that this god position is still a burden," Tang San thought to himself.

But soon he shook his head, "What's the point of thinking so much? The most important thing now is revenge!"

Hatred once again filled Tang San's heart, but he did not act impulsively; instead, he began to think seriously.

How should he take his revenge?

Should he rush out to find Qin Xiao directly?

Tang San immediately discarded this idea. Despite having become a god, who knew what level Qin Xiao had reached?

Tang Chen had mentioned that Qin Xiao had already participated in the divine trials and could wield the Seagod Trident, indicating that he might have already completed seven or eight trials and could possibly have become a god.

"I need some allies who can probe Qin Xiao. Even better, help me dismantle the entire order of the Douluo Continent!"

As Tang San pondered, a thought suddenly emerged in his mind.

What if he overthrew the existing order and rebuilt it?

It was undeniably a crazy idea!

But the more Tang San thought about it, the more feasible it seemed. "Besides Xiao Wu, there is no one else on this Douluo Continent that I care about. Tiandou, Star Luo, the Spirit Hall—all are my enemies. Even across the sea, there are enemies. This world could never belong to me. It might as well be destroyed."

With increasing determination, Tang San decided to create a new Douluo Continent that he would rule.

"Let me see if there's anything in the Asura God's inheritance that I can use."

Tang San made up his mind and began to frantically search his memories.

After a long time, he finally found some useful information in the Asura God's inheritance.

"So, the Douluo Plane I am on is just one plane under the rule of the God Realm."

"The Abyssal Plane and the Demon Plane—the beings of these two planes exist purely for slaughter. If I could use them..."

In the Asura God's inherited memories, Tang San found information and coordinates for two powerful planes.

The Abyssal Plane had 108 layers, each ruled by a powerful king, the weakest of whom had the strength of a Titled Douluo. The most powerful Abyssal Sage King might even be a god-level entity.

And this was just the tip of the iceberg.

In the higher-ranked races, even an ordinary member might possess the combat power of a lower-ranked king, not to be underestimated.

"The beings of the Abyssal Plane are too powerful, difficult to control, and might even backfire."

"Compared to that, the Demon Plane is much easier to control."

Tang San's mind turned to the records of the Demon Plane.

In simple terms, the Demon Plane's level was even lower than the Douluo Plane. Their strength was comparable, with five major monarchs each ruling a domain.

Compared to the 108 layers of the Abyssal Plane, the number of powerful beings was significantly lower.

The combat strength of the five monarchs was roughly at the quasi-god level, and upon entering the Douluo Plane, their power would be suppressed, making them no more than demigods.

"Then the Demon Plane it is."

Tang San decided to open a passage between the Demon Plane and the Douluo Continent, using the demons to overthrow the major forces' rule.

Forget about the suffering of living beings.

Did he care?

Compared to the suffering of living beings, he much preferred battle and slaughter.

"Yes, what could be more thrilling than a bloody massacre?"

"Hehehe."

As if sensing Tang San's resolve, the Slaughter Soul within him let out a sinister laugh.

Ignoring the voice, Tang San channeled his divine power, hurling the Haotian Hammer forward.

No.

It should be called the Haotian Divine Hammer.

After all, before his death, Tang Chen used the remaining power of the Slaughter Capital to turn his martial soul into a tangible existence.

Although the Haotian Divine Hammer couldn't compare to the Asura Demon Sword, Tang San found it incredibly handy.

Boom!

The Haotian Divine Hammer struck, shattering the space and creating a dark hole.

Then, Tang San used his divine power to keep the space from healing, forming a portal of light.

Roars.

Low growls continuously emanated from the light gate, as if a mysterious and terrifying world lay beyond.

Swish!

At this moment, a giant purple-gold sword pierced through the portal, followed by a tall demon emerging.

Standing over thirty meters tall, the demon's body was covered in purple-gold scales, with three-meter-long horns on its head. Despite its human-like appearance, it had huge wings of purple flames on its back.

"So this is a high-ranking demon from the Demon Plane?" Tang San's pupils contracted slightly.

Just the aura of this demon felt only slightly weaker than Tang Chen's previous strength.

And this was despite the spatial distortion and the strong rejection of the Douluo Plane. Without this suppression, the demon would be even stronger!

"Hiss, what a wonderful world, teeming with life..."

The demon's eyes roamed before his purple-gold giant sword pointed at Tang San from afar. "I, Demon Monarch Alba, ask you, did you open this space passage?"

(End of Chapter)

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