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For Amon, among the immortal herbs around the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, three were very important, and the rest were dispensable.
Among them, the Soul Solidifying Grass he consumed strengthened his soul's resilience and increased his resistance to mental attacks.
It also strengthened the soul's ability to carry consciousness, allowing him to double the number of avatars in a short period, equivalent to an extra year of accumulating avatars.
The other two were "Lovesick Heartbreak Red" and "Snow White Swan Kiss," which was recently thrown into the blood pool beneath Hell Road.
The former was convenient for him to set up a plan on Xiao Wu, and the latter was the key prop to destroy the City of Slaughter.
Besides the Soul Solidifying Grass, the other two could only Play their due role when delivered to Tang San.
Not leaving all the immortal herbs to Tang San was Amon's biggest mistake so far.
If Tang San obtained all the immortal herbs as in the original work, and his own personality couldn't change much, then throwing the "Snow White Swan Kiss" into the blood pool when leaving the City of Slaughter would be almost inevitable.
Amon only needed to wait for Tang San to pick the immortal herbs and enjoy the benefits.
But he made the wrong decision, so he had to send a clone to the City of Slaughter to make up for it.
He didn't want to contact this kind of place closely related to gods too early, as it might attract the gods' prying eyes and bring unnecessary trouble.
However, the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King corresponded to the "Parasite," an excellent soul ring choice he couldn't give up. After weighing the pros and cons, he decided to take a slight risk.
In Amon's view, as long as he wasn't 100% discovered and brought divine intervention, it was worth the risk to use a clone.
It should be noted that Amon himself cannot obtain the Slaughter Domain, otherwise it would be equivalent to putting a bright label on himself, telling the Asura God his location.
That's why he waited for Tang San and Hu Liena to open Hell Road, and also, as in the original work, used Tang San's hand to throw in the "Snow White Swan Kiss."
This was the most secretive way to avoid being noticed.
However, for the sake of safety, he also parasitized the "Snow White Swan Kiss" with a Worm of Time as a backup plan in case Tang San didn't fulfill the agreement.
If Tang San didn't keep his promise, then this Worm of Time would come out, and he would throw the immortal herb into the blood pool himself. Tang San didn't break the agreement, so this backup plan naturally didn't come into play.
At the last moment, the crow who was about to leave also chose to commit suicide as the ending, so as to avoid the situation where he, a stowaway, also obtained the Slaughter Domain.
Now, the seeds of destruction have been sown, and only time is needed to ferment. When the toxins in the blood pool are stimulated, the City of Slaughter will usher in its destruction, and the King of Slaughter will have no choice but to come to the surface world.
If he was in the City of Slaughter, unable to use soul skills, Amon wouldn't have too many good ways to deal with him, but it would be different when he got to the surface world.
As long as it wasn't a Limit Douluo in a complete state like Qian Daoliu or Di Tian, Amon could find more than one way to kill him.
...
Although the last section of Hell Road wasn't long, its difficulty exceeded the sum of the previous sections.
Tang San relied on the life aura brought by the Blue Silver Grass to resist the increasingly intense killing intent that was attacking him.
Finally, carrying Hu Liena on his back, he rushed into the exit of the City of Slaughter, into a white light curtain. In that instant, he felt like he had entered a special world.
The surroundings were a snow-white void, and the Eight Spider Lances he used to climb the cliff were restricted by a special force, forced back into his body.
Hu Liena, who was on his back, didn't know where she had gone.
In this white world, he couldn't exert any strength in his whole body. The only feeling was cold.
This coldness came not only from the outside in, but also from the inside out. It wasn't a real temperature change, but the chill brought by the killing intent. The purest killing aura converged in his body.
The killing intent constantly eroded his body, bringing a coldness that penetrated deep into his soul, gradually stiffening his heart, and his senses quietly blurred with his consciousness.
Tang San vaguely felt a huge domain, boundless and covering the entire City of Slaughter. This domain was much stronger than his own Blue Silver Domain. In it, he was like a rootless duckweed.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but when Tang San woke up from the pain, he felt like he had had a dream.
His body was lying in a field of Blue Silver Grass, and these Blue Silver Grass were transmitting strands of faint warmth into his body. All the pain was gone, only the comfort of his whole body, and familiar soul skills returned again.
When he wanted to turn over and sit up, Tang San found that his left hand was a little heavy. When he turned his head to look, he saw that he was holding the Clear Sky Hammer in his left hand.
At the top of the Clear Sky Hammer, there was an extra white pattern. It looked like the blood-colored Texture on the ground of the Hell Slaughter Field when Hell Road was activated, but the color was different.
Tang San tried to feel the white pattern, and in an instant, a surging white light quietly spread out from the Clear Sky Hammer as the center, turning into a colorless domain. Even his closest Blue Silver Grass trembled in this invisible airflow.
Slaughter God Domain, this is the Slaughter God Domain!
With the release of the domain, Tang San's eyebrows carried an undisguised baleful aura.
At this moment, an invisible killing intent instantly approached, as if something invisible heavily impacted the Slaughter God Domain.
Tang San's eyes narrowed, quickly adjusting his body, and vigilantly looked in that direction. This was a habit developed over a long period in the City of Slaughter.
Several dozen meters away, a pretty figure stood there, complex emotions flickering in her eyes.
Hu Liena spoke, "Should I call you Tang Yin, or Tang San?"
She woke up before me? And she discovered my identity!" This was Tang San's first thought, and his back couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, as if he had walked through the gates of hell.
"Call me whatever you like," Tang San said, trying to keep his tone calm. "A name is just a code, I am still me."
"Where's Little Crow?" Hu Liena asked the question she was most concerned about.
"I don't know. During the last part of Hell Road, it flew away on its own. I don't know where it went," Tang San replied immediately.
"I see..." A hint of worry flashed in Hu Liena's eyes.
"Right, Gehrman should have told you about it, the reward for bringing you out," Tang San asked, looking at Hu Liena. "Or, after discovering I'm Tang San, are you planning to go back on your word?"
Hu Liena chuckled, but then revealed a hint of sadness: "This was Gehrman's promise. I don't want that proud man to leave a stain on the end of his life..."
"He asked me to tell you that informing Amon about Gehrman will allow you to request a soul bone of no less than fifty thousand years as a reward."
"What?" Tang San couldn't help but frown. "Just passing on a message can get you a fifty-thousand-year soul bone?"
Tang San was skeptical.
"That's what Gehrman told me. In my impression, he never made a promise that he couldn't fulfill."
Hu Liena said earnestly, "Perhaps in the eyes of the two brothers, a fifty-thousand-year soul bone is nothing."
Tang San suddenly recalled that when Amon came to reconcile with him, he casually tossed out two soul bones, as if he didn't care about treasures that even titled Douluos craved.
Could this be the foundation of the Amon family? So profound that even fifty-thousand-year soul bones can be given away as gifts... Just two random people are figures like Amon and Gehrman... How wealthy and terrifying is that family?
No, no, no, people like Amon and Gehrman should be a minority in the Amon family, the top elites. Otherwise, there would probably be nothing for the Spirit Hall and the two great empires to do... Tang San thought to himself.
"Well, if there's nothing else, let's say goodbye. Next time we meet, we'll probably be enemies. To be honest, I don't hate you, but you are my teacher's enemy, so you are naturally my enemy," Hu Liena smiled sweetly.
"Yeah, I don't hate you either... but your teacher is my enemy, so you are naturally my enemy. Next time we meet, we might have to fight to the death. I won't hold back," Tang San nodded.
The two people walked in different directions, gradually moving further and further apart.
Suddenly coming from the City of Slaughter to the normal world, Hu Liena felt a heartfelt joy. Even the ordinary flowers, ordinary grass, ordinary trees, blue sky, white clouds, sunshine... everything seemed so dear.
Compared to the City of Slaughter, which was covered in blue and purple light all year round, and everywhere was black granite, a gloomy and depressing place, the world above ground was so brilliant, so colorful.
However, that person was no longer there...
Thinking that Gehrman had been left forever in that dark underground because of her, never to see this magnificent world again, Hu Liena had the urge to burst into tears.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." She squatted down by a small stream, hugged her knees, and silently shed tears. "I'm really sorry, I even lost Little Crow..."
At this moment, she was not the "Hell Envoy" who killed countless people in the City of Slaughter, cold and powerful, but a little girl who had lost her beloved and lost the only keepsake he left behind.
"Caw..." A hoarse and low cry sounded.
Hearing the hoarse cry, Hu Liena suddenly looked up and found a crow with white eye circles perched on a branch not far away, looking at her with the eyes of an idiot.
That look was so familiar, just like its master.
"Little Crow..." Hu Liena smiled through her tears, calling out in surprise.
The crow flapped its wings and flew down from the branch, landing directly on her shoulder.
Hu Liena felt her shoulder sink, feeling the familiar weight, and her mood improved a lot.
"Don't run around again. It will be troublesome if we get separated," Hu Liena instructed.
The crow cawed as if agreeing.
This crow was of course not the one from underground. However, Amon had specially found one that was similar to use as a substitute.
Deep in the Xilin Mountains, in a remote forest, a young man wearing a black classical robe, a pointed soft hat, and a crystal monocle on his right eye strolled on the grass.
He raised his right hand, pinched the upper and lower edges of the monocle with his index finger and thumb, and muttered softly:
"To avoid her being too sad, too sorrowful, I even specially sent an avatar to be a pet. Hmm... I am indeed a gentle and kind person."
"I hope Bibi Dong doesn't mind Hu Liena bringing an extra little pet to the Spirit Hall's meeting, right?"
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