Chapter 384 5438, I am... 3, right?

Tang San was absorbing the pile of corpses in front of him, as ferocious as a wild beast.

After several months of crazy devouring, his cultivation has successfully reached level 60, and more than ten thousand skinny ghosts have died at his hands.

At the beginning, I felt disgusted, but gradually I only needed to brush my teeth and rinse my mouth, and now I don't even want to let go of the other person's ashes.

His mind was sinking bit by bit, his consciousness was like a black ferocious beast, but it was always disturbed by his past memories. He fantasized that he was sitting high on the throne, ordering people around.

Suddenly, Tang Hao issued a warning in his spiritual sea: "Boy, a very powerful force is approaching."

Tang San was immediately inspired: "There are always villains who want to harm me! Holy Night Temple, come on!"

"Stupid dog, have you become stupid from eating so many bones? If it were those people from the Midnight Temple, would I have reminded you?" Tang Hao shouted angrily.

But it was too late. A powerful aura appeared strangely. It was Tang Chen who was hiding in a blood-red robe with only his eyes exposed. He looked at Tang San with some suspicion, thinking, is this the descendant of his Haotian Sect? Why is he like a shit-eating dog?

Tang San was lying on the ground at this time, his clothes were tattered and he could even smell the stench. He was lying on his hands and feet, the wound on the corpse was still bleeding, and Tang San was sucking hard.

Perhaps this is the fate of the fallen in the Slaughter City. In this prison without sunlight, any criminal who enters will only fall. The prosperity of the inner city is just an illusion. What Tang San is experiencing now is the real Slaughter City.

And he is just the most special one among the fallen.

Seeing the figure descending in front of him, Tang San's eyes instantly lit up, and then he rushed towards him with a roar. His first reaction was not to escape, but to want to suck Tang Chen's blood!

After a moment of nausea, Tang Chen was then heartbroken.

He immediately saw the child's age and soul power level. He was less than fifteen years old, but already at level sixty! What a genius!

Under the tinted glasses of the same clan, he automatically ignored the process of Tang San's level increase through devouring.

He felt a surge of pity in his heart, so he used his identity as the Chosen One of Shura God and his connection with the City of Slaughter to bring a special energy to Tang San.

This power can relatively purify Tang San's mind, because Tang Chen has the experience of breaking free from the abdication; at the same time, it gives him the authority to use spirit skills.

"Hmm..." Tang San slowly stood up under the influence of that energy, "You, you are... the King of Slaughter?"

"What's your name?" Tang Chen asked in a deep voice.

Tang San's head was still dizzy, he said: "Five four three eight... No, that's not right, I'm... three, right...?"

Tang Chen's expression became strange: "Is your last name Tang? What's your name? Tell me!"

This time, the voice contained a hint of spiritual power.

Tang San was stunned by this mental shock, then regained some consciousness and murmured, "Yes, my last name is Tang, I am, I am the Divine King Tang San!"

"Asshole, your ancestor hasn't even become a god yet, and you're already a god king?" Tang Chen looked at Tang San speechlessly, "You said your name is Tang San, but was your number plate chosen by Nina on purpose?"

Another spiritual power shock, which made Tang San's spiritual sea shaky. In fact, this was a way to improve the level of spiritual power. Tang Chen was helping Tang San practice.

"Who is your father, little brat?"

"Tang Hao, isn't that my grandson? In that case, you should call me great-grandfather."

Tang San's own mental strength was actually quite good, so after repeating it several times, he finally came to his senses.

“Great-grandfather!” Tang San looked at Tang Chen and cried out in grief.

“Stop yelling like that, little bastard! That’s my grandpa!” Tang Hao noticed that Tang Chen didn’t look like he was in despair at all, and he also shouted in grief.

"Great-grandfather!" Tang San said sadly, "I, I was bullied by the Spirit Hall!"

Tang Chen looked at Tang San in shock, then waved his hand and took him away, bringing him back to his residence.

"Great King, what are you doing?" Nina was surprised to see the King of Slaughter bringing Tang San back directly.

"Don't ask anything, just get out!" Tang Chen snorted coldly.

"Yes... King, you look eager. I wish you a pleasant communication experience." Nina bowed and left.

Tang Chen is really hungry and thirsty now. He really wants to know what is happening in the outside world.

If Tang San hadn't told him, he wouldn't have known that the world outside Douluo Continent had changed! Moreover, Qian Daoliu of the Spirit Hall didn't abide by the agreement with him at all, and attacked the Haotian Sect, even turning it into a rat hole, leaving his descendants to mine inside!

"What is going on?" Tang Chen asked, suppressing his anger.

Tang Chen's impression of the Spirit Hall still remains from many, many years ago.

(Because the timeline of Tang Hao in the original work is a lot of confusion, for example, Tang Hao walked around in the Slaughter City before leaving the sect, so I won’t expand on it)

When he heard that Tang Hao was being hunted by the Spirit Hall because he fell in love with a hundred thousand year old soul beast, his eyes almost exploded; especially when Tang Hao brought the infant Tang San to kill a Titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall and severely injured the Pope at that time, his brows relaxed again.

"I made an oath with Qian Daoliu that while he was still alive, the Spirit Hall could not ascend to the Haotian Ancestral Land. Why is that?"

"They are narrow-minded and can't stand seeing our number one sect doing well!" Tang San said bitterly, "So they attacked us! They want to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, and then naturally make the second and third sects surrender!"

"Despicable Spirit Hall!" Tang Chen was furious, "It's all thanks to me that I have helped them guard the prison for so many years!"

Then, Tang San hurriedly told them about the Spirit Hall's targeting of him. They followed Tang Hao's clues and finally found Tang San, so they set up layers of obstacles on his way forward.

“Great-grandfather, look, my spirit rings are all this rainbow color!” Tang San suppressed his anger, “Not only did they refuse to teach me how to cultivate twin martial spirits, they also used the Spirit Master Competition to force me to cultivate the Clear Sky Hammer, ultimately wasting my talent, and even gave me ten-year spirit bones all over my body, and finally sent me to this hellhole. They’re trying to kill me!”

Looking at his descendant who was full of positive energy, Tang Chen instantly became furious.

This kind of offspring is forced to survive by eating the Fallen in the City of Slaughter. Spirit Hall, you really deserve to die!

"My dear great-grandson, don't be impatient, you are the one who is using the stick!" Tang Chen gritted his teeth and said, "My good grandson can hang up and beat the son of that old bastard Qian Daoliu, you can also hang up and beat his grandson! Our Tang family is the strongest, we can beat the Qian family fiercely with just one generation!"

"Bam—"

Just as he finished speaking, a loud explosion was heard outside the window and the air was filled with smoke.