Chapter 637: Subduing Tang Chen, Entering the Special Rakshasa Secret Realm!_1

"What, you want to make a move?"

Despite Tang Chen's overwhelming aura, Bi Bidong showed no fear.

Her long black eyelashes didn't even flutter.

She smiled as she looked towards Luo Yu.

"Husband, it seems you've saved an ingrate," she said.

"Might as well not have saved him at all."

"Are you calling me, Tang Chen, an ingrate?" Tang Chen's face twisted with anger.

"Dong'er, stop causing trouble."

"I believe Tang Chen, as the senior ancestor of a sect, is not the type to be ungrateful and treacherous."

Luo Yu stepped forward, his voice resonating with impartiality and mellowness.

"Oh."

Bi Bidong gave him a dismissive look and closed her red lips.

Hearing Luo Yu's words, Tang Chen's face turned a shade of embarrassment.

The hammer in his hands was neither raised nor lowered.

If everyone was saying so, wouldn't it mean he really was a scoundrel if he attacked?

But if he didn't attack, he felt a suffocating frustration that he couldn't vent.

"Grit!"

Tang Chen clenched his teeth fiercely.

His gaze fell upon the Three-headed Bat King impaled by the Trident on the ground.

"Damn it!"

"Die, you bastard!!!"

"Tch."

Tang Chen let out a bellow, and the Hao Tian Hammer in his hand instantly grew more than tenfold in size.

The Soul Rings shone brightly, emitting an explosive aura of destruction.

He smashed down with the hammer.

The Three-headed Bat King struggled desperately but couldn't escape from the control of the Sea God's Trident.

It could only watch helplessly as the domineering hammerhead descended.

Crushing it into a pile of minced flesh.

Before death.

The Three-headed Bat King cursed profusely.

"You fuckin' jelly, go hit him, why hit me—what kind of skill is that?"

Is this supposed to be taking revenge on me?

It's clearly using me to vent.

Why is it that only 9567 enjoys the benefits while it, the Three-headed Bat King, has to suffer the beatings?

With a heart full of grief and immeasurable resentment, the Three-headed Bat King dissipated from this world.

"Ah!"

Even though the Three-headed Bat King had been pounded into mush, Tang Chen had no intention of stopping.

He swung the Sky Hammer, his muscles bulging.

Completely disregarding whether his frail body could withstand the intensity of the hammering.

He poured on a fierce barrage of blows onto the corpse of the Three-headed Bat King.

"Bang, bang, bang!!!"

"Hao Tian Hammer, Disorder Splitting Wind!"

Tang Chen hammered away like a frenzied ferocious beast, completely seeing red.

Luo Yu folded his arms, wearing an expression of speechlessness.

Well, the Disorder Splitting Wind it is, then.

Hulena's lips twitched.

She murmured to Bi Bidong, "Teacher, just how much anger must he have bottled up inside because of Brother Yu to go crazy like this?"

Bi Bidong rolled her eyes.

"His goddess who he's secretly loved for god knows how many years is now in someone else's arms—what do you think he feels like?"

Hulena stuck out her tongue and shrank her neck like a goose.

"That's a bit terrifying."

"Boom!"

The final hammer blow fell from Tang Chen with tremendous force.

The corpse of the Three-headed Bat King had already been "tempered through a thousand hammers."

It quite literally evaporated into thin air.

A wisp of the Three-headed Bat King's lingering soul emerged in front of everyone.

Before dissipating, it cursed Tang Chen fiercely:

"Truly fucking brutal."

"All I did was use your body to drink some others' blood."

"Was there a need to kill me and then keep on beating the corpse?"

"No, this isn't just beating a corpse, you're forging my body like it's iron."

"Before I go, I'll leave you with these words."

"Bootlickers will never end well!!"

"Roar!"

After venting his rage, Tang Chen had cooled off a bit, but that last sentence from the Three-headed Bat King ignited his anger all over again.

He slammed down with the hammer.

Not only did the lingering soul vanish, but space itself seemed to waver, showing a dark crack.

"Ah!"

After completely crushing the Three-headed Bat King to death, Tang Chen was still not appeased.

He bit down on his teeth, emitting a beastly roar.

Like a crazed demon, he hammered the ground furiously.

Luo Yu felt the ground shaking and the hidden dangers lurking in the darkness beyond.

He frowned slightly,

a hint of displeasure flashing across his face.

"Enough!"

He lifted the Sea God's Trident and directly struck toward Tang Chen's wildly swinging Sky Hammer.

"Clang!"

A sonorous sound of metal striking metal echoed throughout Hell Road.

The Hao Tian Hammer in Tang Hao's hand was instantly flicked away by the sharp edge of the trident, crashing heavily into the dark ground and kicking up a plume of dust.

Meanwhile, Luo Yu, holding the Sea God's Trident with one arm, pointed it diagonally at Tang Chen.

His black hair fluttered, and his clothes swayed.

His attack was blocked, and his weapon was flung away.

Tang Chen felt as though cold water had been thrown on a roaring fire, as the redness in his eyes rapidly receded.

His consciousness also became much clearer.

Looking at his empty hands, his palms had split due to the recoil of the strike, the flesh blurred and bleeding profusely.

The bones in his hand had also cracked, and his entire arm shook as if drained of strength.

He looked incredulously at his trembling hand and then suddenly raised his head to look at Luo Yu.

"You... how did you do that?"

Tang Chen was immensely shocked.

Even if he had been controlled by the Three-headed Bat King for years, he was still a genuine Ultimate Douluo, a pinnacle of humanity.

A single Hao Tian Hammer weighed 180,000 pounds.

Swinging it would mean, at minimum, a destructive force of a million pounds.

Not to mention the enhancement from the Soul Rings and Soul Power, which made it even more terrifying.

Even a Titled Douluo would meet death upon encountering it, let alone barely survive; how could this guy easily block it with a single trident thrust?

And to even cause his palms to split and send the Hao Tian Hammer flying?

This... how is this possible?

No amount of training from the womb could make one this strong.

Tang Chen wondered if he was dreaming.

Luo Yu's voice grew colder.

"Behave. I only saved you for the sake of another woman of mine."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have the time to be charitable here."

Tang Chen, subconsciously ignoring the question of who the other woman was, kept shaking his head.

"You... how did you block my attack?"

Luo Yu scoffed with disdain.

"Is it that hard?"

"For the kind of power you just displayed, isn't it easy to block if you have a hand?"

"You just..."

Tang Chen, enraged, was about to curse out loud, but he choked on his words.

Because the golden blade of the trident was pressed against his throat.

A slight misstep, and his throat would be cut open.

Luo Yu lifted his other arm and casually cleaned his ear.

"Go on, keep talking."

"Why aren't you speaking?"

He said coldly, "You don't really think I'm patient or easy to talk to, do you?"

"You, what exactly is your strength?"

At that moment, Tang Chen's complexion returned to normal, and he calmed down considerably.

As the elder of a clan and a veteran of countless battles, he was not so easily cowardly that he would tremble and beg for mercy.

"What strength?"

Luo Yu smiled slightly.

"Strength enough to crush you."

Tang Chen laughed heartily, full of unrestrained spirit.

"Boy, you're just taking advantage of my current weakness. When I was in my prime, I was unmatched on the Soul Land, unrivaled in land combat; among all the heroes of the world, who dares to contend with me on land!"

Luo Yu shook his head, unmoved.

"Frankly speaking, your strength might be good for beating others,"

"But against me,"

"it won't even cause a ripple."

"Oh? Is that right?" Tang Chen's mouth curled upward, sarcasm evident.

"All I can say is, you don't have the slightest clue about strength."

"You have no idea about the weight of the Hao Tian Hammer, nor the power of the Hao Tian Clan's secret techniques."

Watching Tang Chen act tough, Luo Yu's expression turned peculiar as he contemplated whether to tell him that he had already killed both his descendants.

Explosive techniques like the Soul Rings wouldn't have any effect on him.

"Behave."

Luo Yu's wrist flicked, and the trident lightly tapped on Tang Chen's chest.