Self-struggle starting from Douluo

Chapter 125 Tang Chen
The light on Qinghuan's fingertips was immortal, and it always shone on the King of Slaughter no matter how he boiled and dodged.

Finally, the screams of the King of Slaughter seemed to fade away, and his body began to transform... or return to its original appearance.

Qinghuan watched this scene with great interest. It was a ready-made example of the spirit changing the body, right before his eyes.

The red eyes and hair turned black, and the wings gradually retracted into the body.

"Pfft!"

The King of Slaughter fell headfirst to the ground, and after a while he slowly got up, having turned into a different person.

Qing Huan's fingertips glowed brightly as she walked over with Bibi Dong and asked tentatively, "Tang Chen?"

"That's right." Tang Chen struggled to get up, took a long breath, looked at the light on Qing Huan's fingertips, and said, "Thank you, little brother."

Qing Huan said: "Don't be in a hurry to thank me, hand over the Shura Sword first."

Tang Chen's expression changed and he remained silent.

Qing Huan pointed at Bibi Dong beside her and said, "This is the new successor to the Shura throne. Her sixth divine test requires her to retrieve the Shura Sword.

If we fight rashly, the City of Slaughter might be destroyed, so we lure out the King of Slaughter... If you can just hand over the Shura Sword, we can completely avoid the fight."

After a long while, Tang Chen finally spoke, his voice was old and weak, and he said: "Back then, I had already reached the eighth test of the inheritance of the divine throne. I was not careful and was taken over by this bat..."

Qing Huan interrupted him directly and said, "Let me tell you directly, when you inherited the Shura God's throne, you accidentally embarked on the path of Rakshasa and were induced by the Rakshasa God's divine thoughts, which is why the nine-headed bat took advantage of the opportunity to sneak in.

When you set foot on the path of Rakshasa, it means that your heart has become biased and you are no longer suitable for the position of Shura God.

And with your current broken body, it is impossible for you to complete the remaining two tests...Why don't you hand over the Shura Sword and spend the rest of your life doing what you have always wanted to do?"

Tang Chen's eyes flickered, as if he had made up his mind. He looked at the two and said, "I didn't expect that after so many years, there would be people like you... Who are you?"

Bibi Dong did not hide anything. She bowed with a cold and elegant tone and said, "The Pope of the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong."

Qing Huan smiled and said, "Academy, Qing Huan."

"I know about the Spirit Hall, but is the Academy... a new force?"

Tang Chen sighed, spread out his hands, and a blood-red sword appeared in his hands out of nothing.

Stroking the blood-red sword, Tang Chen said in a complicated tone: "I didn't expect that in the end, everything would be in vain... Take it!"

As he said that, he threw the Shura Sword over.

Qinghuan took the lead and took the magic sword in her hand. Bibi Dong put down her raised hand without showing any expression, just looking at Qinghuan curiously.

Feeling the Shura Sword, Qing Huan breathed a sigh of relief after a while, raised his other hand, and wood emerged from his palm, transforming into a scabbard.

After inserting the Shura Sword into the scabbard and handing it to Bibi Dong, Qing Huan said, “Fortunately, with my current spiritual cultivation, I can still barely suppress the Shura spirit in the sword.

When you reach the stage of "sitting and forgetting" that I taught you, you can draw the Shura Sword."

Bibi Dong took the sword and asked, "What would happen if I pulled it out early?"

Qing Huan thought for a moment and said, "You have already achieved the state of 'heart fasting'. With your own pure heart, it won't be a big deal to pull it out. However, all emotions will be suppressed to the lowest level by the Shura's will on the sword...

It will temporarily become an emotionless tool, and will recover once the sword is returned to its scabbard."

Bibi Dong smiled and put away the Shura Sword with its scabbard.

After taking a look at Tang Chen, Qing Huan directly tapped the light of her fingertips on his forehead, then turned around and said, "Let's go. We can finally leave this broken place."

Tang Chen did not dodge, but let him do it and followed silently. He could feel that the consciousness of the nine-headed bat in his body was completely suppressed.

Along the way, Tang Chen's eyes kept lingering on Qing Huan. Why did it feel like the Pope of the Spirit Hall, the ninety-nineth-level demigod, the inheritor of the throne, seemed to subconsciously focus on this young man in every move?
Don't take the road to hell. If you want to get out, you will naturally go out from the entrance.

When we returned to the tavern on the ground, we heard screams.

There is no shortage of killing in Killing Town!

Qing Huan sighed, brought Bibi Dong and Tang Chen to the tavern lobby, and was stunned for a moment.

It’s Tang San and Tang Hao.

Why did Tang San wait two years before coming to the Slaughter City?
Qing Huan didn't care about this, but then blocked Tang San's attack and saved the waiter of the tavern.

The waiter was shocked, but when he saw Qing Huan, his eyes suddenly lit up: "You came out?"

Tang San and Tang Hao were also stunned.

Tang San looked at Qing Huan, murderous intent still in his eyes.

Tang Hao looked at Tang Chen who was following behind Qing Huan with a look of disbelief.

Qing Huan patted the waiter's shoulder, looked Tang San up and down, and said: "The bloodline has awakened? The appearance has not changed. Was it Lan Yin who helped you awaken it?"

The power of blood did not overflow but was completely integrated into the martial soul. This kind of method could not be achieved by the ten thousand year old Blue Silver King in the Blue Silver Forest.

Ah Yin couldn't do it either. Only Lan Yin, who had been taught by Qing Huan, had this ability.

The killing intent in Tang San's eyes gradually faded... or rather, it was hidden, and he said calmly: "It's her."

Qing Huan frowned and asked, "Why? Unsatisfied?"

Tang San's eyes were cold, and he said: "My mother knelt down and begged her!"

Qing Huan smiled and said, "Really? You have a good father and a very good mother, you should cherish them... Also, when you enter the Slaughter City, you will have people to kill, so don't kill people casually outside."

Having said that, he nodded to Tang Hao and left with Bibi Dong.

Behind him, Tang Hao called out uncertainly in a trembling voice: "Grandpa...is that you..."

……

After not returning to the surface for two years, Qing Huan took a deep breath, looked at the few blue silver grasses in the killing town, and said with a smile: "Blue Silver, you did a good job!"

Lan Yin emerged from the blue silver grass and said with a grin, "I told you that there is no environment that the blue silver grass cannot adapt to... Qing Huan, I have been waiting for your notification, but I have not received any. What have you done?"

"Ahem!" Qinghuan was a little embarrassed. Could he say that he had forgotten about Lanyin?
Looking at Bibi Dong, Bibi Dong's expression was cold at this time, as if she had returned to the almighty Pope, noble and proud.

The more she tried to hide it, the more obvious it became. She wouldn't behave like this in front of the owner of a divine gift... Even Lan Yin noticed that something was wrong with her and looked at her strangely.

Perhaps she also sensed something was wrong, so Bibi Dong interrupted and said, "I'm going back to the Spirit Hall. You... where are the two of you?"

Lan Yin's eyes lit up, he stepped forward and took Qing Huan's hand, saying, "I met two new friends and want to introduce them to Qing Huan, so I won't go back yet."

Bibi Dong changed the subject and said, "Don't rush back to Spirit Hall. Who are the friends you know? Where are they? Let me meet them too. Don't let them fool you."

Lan Yin said dissatisfiedly: "No way! They are still in the Far North. They wanted to come to help, but I rejected them... I promised to bring Qing Huan to see them after I was done."

Qing Huan looked up at the sky and said, "Before that, I will condense a spirit ring and survive the calamity at the same time."

"Overcoming the tribulation?" Lan Yin and Bibi Dong exclaimed in unison.

Qing Huan shrugged and said, "I have already reached level 90, and I can vaguely feel that when my ninth soul ring is formed, my heavenly tribulation will descend."

(End of this chapter)