"Haha, good, worthy of being my great-grandson, Tang Chen. You indeed have courage,"
Tang Chen laughed heartily with satisfaction.
Tang San clenched his fists in secret.
Because he understood that this would be his only chance for revenge.
No matter what dangers lay ahead, he had to continue on.
"Let's go, I will take you to the inner city now to activate the formation,"
As Tang Chen's voice fell, he grabbed Tang San and left.
In no time at all, the two of them arrived at the inner city.
The inner city, though once filled with sin, was also bustling with activity.
But now?
It was deserted, with only Tang Chen and Tang San within all of Slaughter City.
"Tap, tap, tap..."
The sound of their footsteps was distinct and clear.
"Just stand here,"
Tang Chen stated firmly.
"Ancestor, what do we do now?" Tang San looked up and asked.
"The first method to enter Hell Road is through sacrifice, by drenching the formation in copious amounts of blood to activate the teleportation array to Hell Road,"
"But there's no one else here," Tang San observed after looking around.
Indeed, it was still empty.
How could they perform a sacrifice?
Did they rely on just the two of them?
Even if they drained all their blood, it would be just a drop in the bucket.
"Of course, there's a second method," Tang Chen saw the hesitation and confusion in Tang San's heart.
"That would be for me to expend a significant amount of Divine Power to open it,"
Tang Chen said with a complex expression, "However, once it's opened, I will also fall into a deep slumber."
But what else could he do now if he did not fall into slumber?
Seek revenge against Qin Xiao and Poseissi?
That was unrealistic.
Even at his peak, he was no match for Qin Xiao and Poseissi, let alone now that he had become disabled, his power had declined, and he had lost the Asura Devil Sword?
At this moment, Tang San asked again, "Ancestor, I remember you said that if one wishes to inherit the godhood, the Asura Devil Sword is also an essential element."
"Sigh," Tang Chen sighed with a complicated expression and said, "Strictly speaking, that's both true and not true."
"Hm?" A big question mark arose in Tang San's heart.
He did not quite understand the deep meaning in Tang Chen's words.
"The Asura Devil Sword is indeed important, but it's not absolute. If another Divine Artifact capable of withstanding the Shura Divine Power is crafted, it would still allow you to complete the godly trial,"
"Forge a Divine Artifact?" Tang San was astonished.
How could that be?
Divine Artifacts were left by gods, immensely powerful, not something humans on Soul Land could possibly create?
"Do you not believe it?" Tang Chen read the intent in Tang San's eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Maybe others can't do it, but I can."
As his words fell, the mighty Hao Tian Hammer appeared in Tang Chen's hand.
Beneath the terrifying aura, Tang San involuntarily stepped back several times before he could withstand the pressure from the Hao Tian Hammer.
Looking at the pitch-black hammer with blood-colored patterns entwining it, a look of shock appeared in Tang San's eyes, and he said with some disbelief, "Wait, Ancestor, you plan to use this Hao Tian Hammer..."
Tang Chen nodded emphatically, and replied gravely, "That's right. My Hao Tian Hammer is not an ordinary Hao Tian Hammer; it contains too much Shura Divine Power and has essentially evolved."
"It's no longer just a product of condensed Soul Power; it has become a substantive item. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a semi-Divine Artifact."
"The Hao Tian Hammer did not fall in grade with the decline of my Cultivation Level, which is a small stroke of good fortune amidst this misfortune and gives us myriad possibilities. As long as a great amount of Shura Divine Power is infused again, and the Hao Tian Hammer is imbued with a soul, there's hope it will transform into a Divine Artifact for your use."
Upon hearing this, Tang San was shocked, "Is that even possible?"
"But my teacher never told me anything like this."
This completely overturned his understanding.
"Your teacher, Yu Xiaogang?" Tang Chen's lips curved slightly, revealing a mocking smile.
"I heard from Tang Hao that Yu Xiaogang is nothing but a fraud, who plagiarized others' knowledge and patched it up as his own theories. What true substance could he have?"
"Besides, what I'm talking about is real, and it is a secret of Soul Land. There once were god-ranked powerhouses who transformed their Martial Souls into real Divine Artifacts."
So that's how a Divine Artifact came to be... Tang San suddenly understood.
But, in the next moment, he recalled what Tang Chen had just said, "Ancestor, you just mentioned that Divine Power and a soul need to be infused into your Hao Tian Hammer for it to transform, so you will..."
He didn't continue, because a possibility had dawned on him.
Indeed, this method also existed in the crafting of the hidden weapons of the Tang Sect, called "blood forging" or, to put it another way, sacrifice.
"Heh, with the state I'm in now, I have no chance of returning to the pinnacle Level 99. In other words, this old bag of bones isn't much use anymore."
"If it could aid your rise to power, even death would bring me no regret. Only by infusing all my Divine Power and soul into the Hao Tian Hammer can it metamorphose into a real Divine Artifact,"
In contrast, upon hearing Tang Chen's words, Tang San was so moved he could not utter another word.
Tears silently slid down his cheeks.
"Xiaosan, be strong,"
Tang Chen was touched, and with the one hand he had left, he wiped the tears from Tang San's face, "If we don't do this, we no longer have any hope for revenge. Besides, I'm not actually dying, just accompanying you in another form. Your ancestor still wants to join you in vengeance."
"I want Qin Xiao and that bitch Poseissi to die under the Hao Tian Hammer, no, by then, it will have become the Sky God Hammer."