Chapter 561: Slaughter God Token and Slaughter City, Tang San’s Choice
Chapter 561: Slaughter God Token and Slaughter City, Tang San’s Choice
Tang San wanted to speak, he wanted to shout.
"Go pack your things." Tang Hao’s voice came from overhead, without a trace of emotion.
Tang San didn’t move.
The soles of his feet seemed to have grown roots, nailing him firmly in place.
"Dad."
Tang San’s voice was extremely low, his Adam’s apple rolling up and down, carrying a hint of paranoid stubbornness.
"I want to stay."
Tang Hao’s tone was very calm: "What are you staying for?"
"Guarding this pile of broken stones, waiting for others to come up the mountain for revenge next time?"
Tang San stiffened his neck, his gaze staring straight at the mess all over the ground, his eyes so red they were about to drip blood.
"Then I’ll just keep running like this?"
His voice suddenly raised, carrying an extreme, suppressed madness.
"Run today! Run tomorrow!"
"When they find us next time, when Lin Qingmo brings Xiao Wu to step on our heads, I’ll keep running?"
Tang San’s emotions finally collapsed.
Having lived two lives.
In the Tang Sect, he was a brilliantly talented Genius.
On the Douluo Continent, he was a supreme Heavenly Pride with Innate full Soul Power and Twin Martial Souls.
Why?
Why, the moment that Lin Qingmo appeared, everything he was proud of became a joke?
Now, even his last sanctuary was about to be forced into a clan-wide flight by a single word from others.
He didn’t accept it!
He wouldn’t accept it even in death!
Tang Hao showed no angry.
That pair of eyes looked seven tenths like his own when he was young.
The same unruliness, the same desperate insistence on face, the same blind self-confidence.
"Unreconciled?" Tang Hao asked.
"Unreconciled!" Tang San gritted his teeth, every word sounding as if it were squeezed out from the gaps between his teeth.
"Then what do you want to do?" Tang Hao asked again.
Tang San bit down hard on his back teeth, his mouth filled with a rust-like taste.
"Become stronger."
"I want to become stronger, stronger than all of them!"
His gaze was gloomy, his mind filled with images of how to take revenge.
As long as he was given time, he would definitely demand back all the debts with interest.
Hearing these words, the corners of Tang Hao’s mouth moved extremely slightly.
It was like a smile, yet also like a deep mockery, and in the end no expression was revealed.
"You only know how to become stronger."
Tang Hao’s voice was very soft, yet as cold as ice shards.
"Do you know how to become stronger?"
Tang San didn’t catch the words.
In his mind flashed the Mysterious Heaven Skill, flashed the Purple Demon Eye, flashed the peerless Hidden WeaponBuddha’s Wrath Tang Lotus that had not yet been forged.
But these... all needed time.
Lin Qingmo was now comparable to a Titled Douluo.
What could he use to chase?
Tang Hao glanced at the busy Disciple s on the ruins.
Those usually arrogant Sect elites were currently like a group of frightened ants, crawling back and forth among the broken walls.
They were moving broken wooden boxes, moldy scrolls, and half-broken medicine bottles.
Everyone’s face was filled with bewilderment.
They didn’t know where they were going next, nor did they know where was safe.
They only knew that this place could no longer be kept.
Staying here meant only a dead end.
"Did you see clearly?"
"With the current situation of the Clear Sky Sect, even an immortal coming couldn’t save it."
Tang Hao tore apart Tang San’s remaining illusions word by word.
"Depending on the Sect to step-by-step Cultivate, you will never catch up to that kind of monster."
"Do you think how much time you have to slowly develop?"
"Ten years? Twenty years?"
"They don’t need to wait for you to grow; next time you meet, they only need to move a single finger to press you to death in the mud."
Tang San’s breathing stagnated, his chest rising and falling violently.
He stared fixedly at Tang Hao, the flame of unwillingness in the depths of his eyes not only not extinguishing, but burning brighter and brighter, gradually carrying a madness of burning together like jade and stone.
"Then Dad, what do you say we should do?"
Tang San’s voice was frighteningly hoarse: "As long as I can kill him, as long as I can snatch Xiao Wu back, I am willing to pay any price!"
"..."
Tang Hao fell silent.
He also understood that Xiao San’s resentment towards Lin Qingmo was an unsolvable knot.
The surrounding chaotic footsteps, cries, and collisions of moving things seemed to be isolated by an invisible barrier in this instant.
Tang Hao looked at the shattered skyline in the distance, a trace of extremely cruel resoluteness flashing in his eyes.
"Xiao San, do you know... Slaughter City?"
That was a dead zone with no turning back.
But he knew that was the only path the current Tang San could take.
As these four words came out, the surrounding air seemed to drop by several degrees.
"Slaughter City?" Tang San frowned; he had never heard of this place.
Tang Hao turned his head back, his eyes terrifyingly hollow, as if he had fallen into some deep memory.
"That is a place where the law cannot reach, the Sect cannot manage, and nine out of ten people who go in die."
"Even Spirit Hall dare not easily intervene there."
Tang Hao sneered: "There are no rules there, only one truth: survive."
"Those who survive all crawl up by stepping on the corpses of others."
"That is the paradise of the fallen, and also the whetstone of the strong."
Tang San’s pupils suddenly contracted.
The law couldn’t reach, Spirit Hall didn’t dare manage!
What kind of terrifying place was this?
"Xiao San, think it through."
Tang Hao’s tone was unprecedentedly serious.
"I came out from there back then. The cruelty there far exceeds your imagination."
Tang San was silent for only a moment.
"I’ll go."
These two words, he said them decisively and resolutely.
Without hesitation, without fear, there was only endless killing intent and a desire for power.
Tang Hao stared at him for a long time, as if wanting to see through this son’s inner heart.
"Do you know that after entering, you might never come out again? The current me cannot protect you."
"Not coming out is still better than being like a stray dog right now!"
Tang San gnashed his teeth, every word sounding as if squeezed from between his teeth.
"As long as I can become stronger, as long as I can kill Lin Qingmo, I will charge into Hell even!"
This line, if used normally, might be a bit childish.
But on this blood-permeated Clear Sky Sect ruin, spoken by this blood-stained youth, it carried a spine-chilling sense of destiny.
Tang Hao didn’t speak anymore.
He knew that this son’s personality was just like his; once a decision was made, even nine cows couldn’t pull him back.
He felt out a piece of black metal from his bosom.
That was not a complete token, but rather looked like a fragment.
It was covered with dried blood stains, dark red to the point of blackening, faintly revealing a ferocious character "kill".
Just holding it in his hand, a strong stench of blood rushed towards his face.
Tang Hao looked at it for a long time, as if looking at his former self through this fragment.
Finally, he solemnly shoved this thing into Tang San’s palm.
"This is the Slaughter God Token. Take it, and I will tell you the location of Slaughter City. When you reach the place, you can enter Slaughter City."
Tang Hao patted Tang San’s shoulder, his tone revealing a deep sense of powerlessness.
"The current me is probably unable to send you there personally; the path ahead can only be walked by yourself."
Tang San lowered his head to look at the Slaughter God Token in his hand, the coldness of the metal spreading through his entire body.
"Dad, don’t worry."
He nodded heavily, his gaze completely transforming at this moment.
The youth’s clarity vanished completely, replaced by an extreme gloominess and paranoia.
"I swear, I will definitely walk out of Slaughter City!"
Tang San clenched his fists abruptly, the sharp edge of the Slaughter God Token piercing his palm, his fresh blood merging with the dried blood stains on it.
"I will use the Clear Sky Hammer to smash Lin Qingmo to pieces, to avenge Dad and the Clear Sky Sect!"
(End of Chapter)
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