Including the Spirit Condensation Wisdom Skull obtained from the Spirit Hall, Tang San only needs one more torso bone to fully equip himself with spirit bones!

With the added benefits of his own spirit rings and spirit bones, Tang San's physical strength is now comparable to that of a Soul Douluo, and his mental power is already on par with that of a Title Douluo! Absorbing a 100,000-year spirit ring is no longer a pipe dream!

At this moment, on the eve of Tang San's entry into the City of Slaughter, Tang Xiao, as Tang San's closest elder besides his parents, couldn't help but think about this matter.

"Little San, what is your current soul power level?"

Level 62!

"Very good. Come with me to the sea! Let me see if I, this old bone, can exchange for a 100,000-year soul ring and a 100,000-year soul bone for you!"

With that, he let out a hearty laugh, then picked up the delighted Tang San and soared into the air, heading towards the direction of the ocean.

There was nothing he could do; his nephew's girlfriend seemed to be a 100,000-year-old soul beast from the Star Dou Great Forest in human form. Although he didn't quite agree to the marriage because of his brother's situation, he didn't want the girl to see it and hurt her, as it would ultimately be bad for the mistress.

Seven days later, they rented an ordinary seaboat in a seaside town and sailed out of the waters of the two great empires, arriving at the high seas where many soul masters hunted sea soul beasts.

After several days of searching, Tang Xiao finally came to the sight of the habitat of a 100,000-year-old octopus.

Ultimately, with the combined efforts of Tang Xiao, a level 97 Super Douluo, and Tang San, a cheat-like character who could unleash the power of a Title Douluo in a short period of time, they were able to overcome the odds.

The 100,000-year-old Mighty Demon King, who had been fighting and fleeing all the way, also lost his voice under the relentless attack of the two brutes wielding hammers. He left behind only a 100,000-year-old soul ring that was black with red on the surface of the sea, a 100,000-year-old torso bone that Tang San desperately needed, and a special external soul bone formed by eight tentacles.

In response, Tang Xiao, who was silently watching Tang San absorb the spirit ring and spirit bone, could only sigh inwardly at how lucky his nephew was, and wipe away his tears of envy.

As Tang San's level soared from 62 to 68, his Soul Bone Set was fully equipped. Furthermore, due to the connection of the external Soul Bone on his spine, the entire Soul Bone Set was integrated into one, resulting in a qualitative change.

Tang San, who was suspended in mid-air, holding grass in his left hand and a hammer in his right, with eight octopus-like tentacles constantly extending and swaying behind him, and his soul bones and divine equipment automatically appearing, announced his complete rise to power in the Douluo Continent with a long roar.

Tang Xiao, who was silently watching from the small boat, finally showed his most gratified smile.

"Level 68, just one step away from reaching level 70. Little San, how about I hunt another 100,000-year-old soul beast for you?"

His body radiated fighting spirit, and his heart was filled with boundless pride. It was clear that if Tang San agreed now, Tang Xiao would definitely pick up his hammer and randomly kill another 100,000-year-old sea spirit beast.

However, faced with this incredibly tempting goal that was now entirely achievable, Tang San, feeling somewhat regretful that his body had indeed reached its limit, quietly declined Tang Xiao's offer.

After the two returned to land from the sea, following the method Tang Hao used to find the City of Slaughter, they found a very inconspicuous entrance and then said their goodbyes.

“Little Third, although your uncle has never blamed your father, some things that happened back then did cause heavy losses to the Haotian Sect, and became an obstacle that your father could never overcome. Because of this, some elders also had grievances against your father.”

“I know your father has always held the Haotian Sect in his heart, and you are a good child. Well, if possible, your uncle still hopes that you will return to the Haotian Sect after you break through the title! After all, this world ultimately respects the strong!”

Nodding silently in agreement with Tang Xiao's words, Tang San's eyes were filled with tears as he looked at his uncle, who had carefully taught him for nearly half a year and was always worried about his future. Compared to his biological father, Tang Hao, Tang San was more like a real father.

They hugged each other briefly, then turned and parted ways.

Just as the two were almost completely away, Tang Xiao's almost murmured words reached Tang San's ears.

"Little San, I know you're proud and arrogant. Although it was your father's last wish to have you acknowledge your ancestors and return to the clan, if you don't want to go back to the Haotian Sect, then don't go back! A sect is never a prison! You must come out alive!"

After saying that, Tang Xiao disappeared completely, leaving Tang San, who was deeply moved, with no choice but to kowtow in the direction he had left, tears streaming down his face.

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"Hey, did you guys hear the news? Another Death Knight has been killed! A whole squad of elite Death Knights! They were all wiped out on the outskirts of DC by some kid who just entered Killing City!"

"I just entered the City of Slaughter and already killed a pair of Death Knights. Why does this feel so familiar?"

"The Poison Demon! That thing killed a pair of Death Knights as soon as it entered the Killing City, and then came in openly."

"Poison Demon!!!"

"Damn it, what the hell are you yelling about? Looking for a death wish?"

In an instant! A street that had seemed peaceful and quiet, where people were discussing something, suddenly descended into a frenzied battle.

Blood slowly flowed from the fallen corpse, trickling down the street drains and heading towards some unknown destination.

Meanwhile, Tang San, who had already killed a pair of death knights and learned about all the rules of the Slaughter City from the woman who had come to guide him, had also entered this street.

After casually launching a hidden weapon to send away the few remaining Fallen Ones, Tang San, who was still standing there, silently uttered the name that had caused the chaos.

"Poison Demon? What a sinister nickname! But from this day forward, the City of Slaughter should remember the voice of the Thousand-Handed Asura!"

After a cold whisper, Tang San, who had already decided to go on a killing spree in the City of Slaughter to hone his true killing skills, walked straight into the Hell Slaughter Arena.

While Tang San was wreaking havoc in the Hell Slaughter Arena, the three of them, who had each accumulated 60 or even 70 consecutive wins in the Hell Slaughter Arena, took a rare day off and were lazily enjoying their afternoon tea in the room they were sharing.

After all, constantly killing people would put too much strain on one's mind, even though those depraved individuals were no longer considered human in their eyes.