"Aren't you a soul beast? Why do you possess such formidable strength?"
"And why do you have such intense slaughter intent?"
"As the King of Slaughter and an Inheritor of the Asura God, even I don't possess such overwhelming slaughter intent, how could you possibly have it?" Tang Chen exclaimed in shock, unable to find the words to express his astonishment.
After all, he was only one step away from completely inheriting the Asura God's power back then.
If not for the interference of the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King, perhaps he would have become the Asura God by now.
Being the one who had come closest to the Asura God, he should be the person, apart from the Asura God himself, with the deepest understanding of slaughter. The very nature of the Asura God is to slaughter, and to inherit his power one must have profound insights into slaughter.
This is a necessary condition for inheriting the Asura God's legacy.
Over the years, he has been in Slaughter City, and as the King of Slaughter, he has killed countless people. His murderous intent could condense into substance.
Yet in front of Xu Ran, all that might as well be child's play.
The slaughter intent emanating from Xu Ran was pure to the extreme; he had only ever sensed such a terrifying aura from the Asura God himself.
"What does a frog in a well know?"
"Some beings are always meant to be looked up to by you," Xu Ran said as he stepped forward, his foot pressing down on Tang Chen. The weight of a thousand catties crushed into Tang Chen's chest, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.
Tang Chen felt somewhat desperate; facing such an adversary, he couldn't even muster the will to fight.
With just one punch, Xu Ran defeated him and with a single sword strike shattered the murderous intent he was so proud of.
He had invoked the Killing God Field and wielded the Asura Demon Sword, but even then, Xu Ran easily broke through!
Wasn't the Killing God Field supposed to be the strongest domain of slaughter?
Why did he feel that Xu Ran's domain was even more powerful than the Killing God Field?
"Sir, I was wrong. If you can spare my life, I will never oppose you again," Tang Chen said, unable to hide his abject pleading. An image of a stunningly beautiful girl appeared in his mind; he had promised her that he would go to Sea God's Island to find her.
He couldn't break his promise, absolutely not!
Otherwise, how lonely would she be by herself on Sea God's Island?
At this moment, facing the threat of death, he suddenly had a moment of realization.
Why should he continue to live in such miserable conditions in Slaughter City, a place without sunlight? If he escaped this danger, he certainly wouldn't make the same mistake.
Even if he couldn't become a god, he would still find her.
He had to give her an explanation.
With this thought in mind, a gentle warmth filled Tang Chen's heart.
For many years, he had forgotten many things, but in his heart, there had always been an obsession: to become a god and then find that girl. She lived on Sea God's Island, her name was Poseissi, a very innocent and beautiful girl.
"Spare you, so that you can go find Poseissi?" Xu Ran said disdainfully. He naturally knew about the messy affair between Tang Chen and Poseissi.
There had been a love triangle involving Tang Chen, Qian Dao Liu, and Poseissi. Both Tang Chen and Qian Dao Liu had fallen for Poseissi.
It was similar to the emotional entanglement between Brock, Flander, and Liu Erlong.
The two of them were in love with Poseissi, and it was up to her to make her choice.
Poseissi said one sentence, "Whoever becomes a god first, I will marry him." Another layer of meaning in this sentence is that she liked Tang Chen, not Qian Dao Liu.
Because Qian Dao Liu, just like Poseissi, was guarding the divine inheritance; they could only guard it and never become gods in their lifetimes. Yet, Tang Chen had the chance.
Qian Dao Liu knew that Poseissi had made her final choice, leaving Sea God's Island with a heart full of regret, allowing Tang Chen and Poseissi to be together. However, Tang Chen didn't have the emotional intelligence of Qian Dao Liu. He left behind nothing but a vow to not return unless he became a god, and resolutely departed from Sea God's Island.
Poseissi watched Tang Chen leave, with words of retention in her heart, left unspoken.
Ever since then, Poseissi had been guarding Sea God's Island alone, desolate and solitary, waiting for Tang Chen's return.
Both harbored feelings in their hearts, yet due to their stubbornness, they were separated. Poseissi waited on Sea God's Island for Tang Chen but stubbornly didn't go looking for him, while Tang Chen held steadfast to his vow. Without becoming a god, he would absolutely not see Poseissi.
Xu Ran still admired Tang Chen somewhat. Tang Chen had forgotten his identity, forgotten his name, the sect, but he hadn't forgotten Poseissi.
This was enough to prove the place Poseissi held in Tang Chen's heart.
But sorry, Poseissi would belong to him after this.
A man as single-minded as Tang Chen didn't deserve Poseissi. Can a vow be eaten as food? In his place, he and Poseissi's child would probably already be of significant age.
"How do you know about me and Poseissi?" Tang Chen was stunned for quite a while before asking in alarm. The memories about his past now in his mind were only of Poseissi, that girl.
This was his biggest secret.
Who on earth is Xu Ran?
Why would Xu Ran also know about him?
"I don't just know about Poseissi, but also your origins, identity, sect, and even your descendants," Xu Ran said with a wicked smile. Tang Chen was Tang San's great-grandfather and his rival in pursuing Poseissi; how could he let Tang Chen have an easy time?
He had said that the people from the Tang family would all go to hell.
He would not let Tang Chen have it easy.
Of course, he would manipulate things, making both Tang Chen and Tang San live in pain. Nothing was more painful than killing one's closest kin.
He would lead Tang Chen to destroy everything about the Hao Tian Clan, and then let Tang San take revenge and kill Tang Chen. At the last moment, he would make Tang Chen regain his memory and recognize Tang San, how desperate would Tang Chen and Tang San be at that time?
Tang Chen would destroy his own sect with his hands and also his descendants.
And Tang San would be killing his own great-grandfather with his hands.
Such a blow would surely make them suffer a fate worse than seeking life and begging for death.
And this was what he wanted.
Xu Ran was definitely not a good guy; he was a thorough villain.
As long as he could see Tang San suffer, he would be happy. Besides womanizing, Tang San was his only pleasure in this world. If he couldn't torment Tang San, thinking about it, life would indeed be boring!
"Who exactly are you? What do you want to do?"
Tang Chen felt a chill running down his spine as Xu Ran gazed at him, standing hairs on end. He was overcome with fear—the uncomfortable feeling of complete ignorance about an enemy who knows you like the back of his hand.
He knew this person was by no means a pushover. This time, he had kicked an iron plate.
However, he had no regrets because he could also see from Xu Ran's eyes that even if he hadn't struck out at Xu Ran and offended him, Xu Ran would not have let him off easy.
"Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King, shall we make a deal as well?" Xu Ran smiled and looked towards the depths of Tang Chen's mind, where even in the sea of consciousness, a massive blood bat lay prostrate on the ground.