Chapter 175 Ning Fengzhi's Decision (Please Subscribe)_1

Tang Chen sneered coldly, his hoarse voice filled with a hint of doubt, "You think by killing me you can become the Killing God? Who told you that?"

He had never said such words. The only way to become the Killing God was through Hell's Path or by being endowed by himself!

Then who could have told them??

Suddenly, a figure emerged at the bottom of his heart...

Those women in black, the messengers of the King of Slaughter!!

And these Fallen ones had almost lost their sanity, with no intention of answering Tang Chen...

"King of Slaughter! We know your life is coming to an end, so don't struggle anymore!"

"After all, you, the King of Slaughter, are going to fall. It's better to let us kill you and let us all become the Killing God! To enjoy endless Bloody Mary."

"That's right! By killing the King of Slaughter, bestow upon us the protection of a God!"

With a cry of "Charge! Tear the King of Slaughter apart!"

To the naked eye, tens of thousands of Fallen Ones released their Martial Souls, then surged towards Tang Chen in a dense swarm...

Tang Chen's eyes flickered with a trace of regret, murmuring to himself, "It seems that today, Slaughter City must be closed!"

The next moment, the black robe behind him quickly released a dense Blood Fog, then spread towards the surrounding Fallen Ones...

Every Fallen One that touched the Blood Fog went mad with bloodlust, completely losing their sanity...

The next moment, they grasped their weapons tightly and attacked the nearest Fallen One with ferocity...

They attacked their opponents savagely, utterly disregarding the wounds on their bodies...

In an instant, the entire vast Infernal Slaughterhouse turned into a true purgatory on earth, where every second, countless Fallen Ones fell to the ground...

Tang Chen calmly looked at the approaching Fallen Ones, and with one strike, he shattered their heads, blasting them into numerous clouds of blood fog...

Afterward, the Blood-Colored Haotian Hammer in his hand gradually solidified...

Nine soul rings slowly emerged beneath his feet...

The next moment, the seventh soul ring suddenly lit up...

He said coldly, "Seventh soul skill, Haotian True Body!"

Behind Tang Chen, a huge blood-colored figure slowly solidified...

Then the blood-colored figure swung the Haotian Hammer in its hand, and with each swing, it took down dozens of lives...

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Tang San's eyelashes trembled slightly, first stretching his hand to rub his somewhat sore neck. Suddenly, as if remembering something, his dark pupils opened wide as he exclaimed, "Dad!"

He quickly got up and looked around, only to see he was in a forest lush with vegetation...

And scattered with disciples and clan members of the Hao Tian Sect...

A nearby Hao Tian Sect Elder spoke with a grim face, "Tang San, you're awake..."

The faces of the other five elders were also incredibly solemn...

They had escorted the disciples and clan members of the Hao Tian Sect here, and had yet to sense the presence of Tang Hao or Tang Xiao...

They had already guessed the general situation in their hearts...

Tang San looked urgently at the elders and asked anxiously, "Elders, what happened to my dad now?"

An elder sighed, "Your dad and the Sect Master covered our retreat. They haven't caught up till now, I fear..."

Another elder looked at Tang San and said slowly, "Tang San, now you are the only true heir of the Hao Tian Hammer in the Hao Tian Sect..."

"I'm afraid that the Sect Master and Tang Hao, facing seven Title Douluos, have a very slim chance of survival."

Tang San heard the words and knelt to the ground, his spirit completely falling into a state of shock, "This... This is impossible, Dad he... That can't be!"

He had finally reunited with his dad, how could it be so easy to part again!!

And this time, it was a complete and eternal farewell!

For a moment, Tang San was engulfed in darkness...

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Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect...

Inside the great hall, there was an atmosphere so stifling...

The three main seats in the hall were occupied by Sect Leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Ning Fengzhi, and two Titled Douluos, Chen Xin and Gu Rong...

Below them were the Elders of some status within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect...

Under this oppressing atmosphere, Chen Xin, unable to hold back any longer, spoke up first, "Feng Zhi, tomorrow is the last day of the deadline, what do you plan to do?"

Once the day passed, Martial Soul Hall would launch an attack on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect...

And now, outside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, eyes of the Martial Soul Hall were already set, making overnight evacuation hardly possible.

As soon as these words were spoken, including Gu Rong, everyone else focused their gaze intently on Ning Fengzhi...

No matter what decision he made, none of them would have the slightest objection...

Ning Fengzhi, looking at the eyes of everyone turned towards him, took a deep breath in silence and uttered, "How about, we submit to Martial Soul Hall."

Whether it was for his daughter Ning Rongrong or for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, this was the only way out...

Chen Xin sighed, "Is that so, it seems Feng Zhi, you have weighed the pros and cons, but by doing so, we would be betraying the original intention of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect..."

Ning Fengzhi's face showed a bitter smile, "Uncle Sword, I understand what you mean, but this is the only path for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's existence!"

This path, how could he, as the Sect Leader, not understand...

But understanding did not dictate the final choice...

Gu Rong's face revealed an understanding expression, "Feng Zhi, no matter what choice you make, we won't blame you, because you are the Sect Leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, as long as you are here, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will not perish!"

If it were just the three of them in the past, he believed that with Ning Fengzhi's character, he definitely would not have succumbed to Martial Soul Hall...

But now things were different; the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had become a major sect, and Ning Fengzhi, as the Sect Leader, could not just think about himself but also had to consider other disciples of the sect...

Upon hearing this, the Elders below all expressed their viewpoint, "That's right, Sect Leader! No matter what choice you make, we are willing to follow you!"

"As long as the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect still exists, even if we submit to Martial Soul Hall, what of it! In the future, we can still break away."

"Sect Leader, please make the final decision! We are willing to support all your choices!"

Ning Fengzhi nodded, stood up, and looking down at everyone below, instructed, "Send someone to Martial Soul Hall. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is willing to submit to Martial Soul Hall!"

After speaking, Ning Fengzhi seemed to have lost all his strength and slumped into his chair...

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Subsequently, a disciple sent by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect arrived outside the Pope Hall and was quickly intercepted by two Soul King level guards...

One of the guards shouted coldly, "Halt! The Pope Hall is a restricted area, no trespassing allowed. Who are you and what is your business here?"

The disciple gritted his teeth and said, "I am a disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, specially sent here on behalf of our Sect Leader!"

The two guards glanced at each other, both nodding, then stepped aside, leaving a passageway open...

Seeing this, the disciple from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect quickly went inside to report to the Pope Hall...

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