Douluo: I, the Sun God

The Asura Illusion Realm manifesting Xu Yang's past life directly struck at his softest weakness.

Looking at those familiar faces from his memories, Xu Yang could no longer hold back his tears. His heart was overwhelmed with longing and guilt.

"Dad! Mom! Wait for me—I will definitely come back and find you!"

Xu Yang wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and in the next moment, his gaze grew resolute. He reached out and embraced the mother from his past life. After whispering softly, he turned away without looking back. As his steps became firmer and more determined, the illusion around him completely shattered, transforming into the bedchamber of the Imperial Palace.

Within his spiritual sea, the Sun behind his nascent soul radiated golden light, driving away all evil thoughts and illusions. At this moment, his mind was crystal clear, and his goal was even more unwavering: he would become a God, even surpass a God. Only then could he possibly break through dimensions—and return to that place buried deepest in his heart.

"Asura God Sixth Trial:

Pass the Asura Illusion Realm — Complete.

Reward: Asura God Light Affinity +15%.

Current Total Affinity: 65%."

"Asura God Seventh Trial:

Obtain the Asura Demon Blade."

Upon seeing the content of the Seventh Trial, a confident smile tugged at the corners of Xu Yang's lips. "Finally, an easy one. The Asura Demon Blade is in the hands of the Slaughter King in the Slaughter City. With my current strength, taking it will be far too easy."

Leaving the bedchamber, he didn't see many palace maids or guards. With Ning Rongrong and Dugu Yan currently away, most attendants had been sent out to assist elsewhere, leaving only a few behind to handle basic duties. Xu Yang gave a few brief instructions, then turned into a streak of light and flew directly toward the Slaughter City.

At that same time — inside the Slaughter City!

Tang San was undergoing his eighty-third match. Without the Mind Condensing Wisdom Skull, and without the support of immortal herbs, his strength was noticeably weaker than in the original tale. This was already his second year within the Slaughter City. Were it not for the protection of the Mysterious Heaven Skill, he might have already fallen and become one of the degenerate Fallen Ones. Even so, he felt he had reached his absolute limit.

Two years of high-pressure slaughter and strained nerves had already pushed him to the verge of collapse.

"Just seventeen more matches… and I can finally leave this place."

Crushing the final opponent with a heavy hammer strike, Tang San gasped for breath. Inwardly, he counted the number of matches remaining. A flicker of hope began to rise in his heart—and it was that glimmer of hope that kept him from falling into depravity and becoming an evil Spirit Master.

Boom!

Just as Tang San stepped out of the Slaughter Arena, preparing to catch his breath, a golden-red streak of light descended upon the Slaughter City. Blazing and boundless Sun energy swept through the entire city. Even the thick poison that filled the air thinned significantly in that instant.

"It's Xu Yang?! Why is he here?!"

With the Purple Demon Eye, Tang San instantly recognized the figure—but that only left him more stunned. After all, entering the Slaughter City required fulfilling extremely harsh conditions, and within its confines, Spirit Abilities couldn't be used. But looking at Xu Yang now, it was clear he retained full access to his Spirit Power and abilities.

Xu Yang descended. With a single glance, he spotted Tang San and raised an eyebrow in slight surprise. "So Tang San really did come to the Slaughter City... and it looks like he's been here for quite some time."

Then, Xu Yang turned his attention to the deepest part of the city—to the throne, where the Slaughter King sat.

Sensing Xu Yang's presence, the Slaughter King appeared with a group of Fallen Ones in tow.

"This Slaughter God... may I ask why you've returned to the Slaughter City?" the Slaughter King asked calmly. His voice was soft, but it echoed clearly within the minds of every soul in the city.

"He's a Slaughter God?! That's the title given only to those who win one hundred matches and survive the Hell Road!"

"Xu Yang is actually a Slaughter God!"

Hearing the murmurs from all around, Tang San froze. Having lived in the Slaughter City for so long, he naturally understood what that title meant. He himself had managed eighty-three consecutive wins and was already struggling. He wasn't confident he could survive the remaining seventeen.

What he didn't know was that the Slaughter City had already been purged once by Xu Yang. The new batch of Fallen Ones was considerably weaker, which was how he'd been able to reach this point.

"Slaughter King, my reason for coming this time is simple—

I've come to kill you."

Xu Yang's voice was ice-cold. A violent killing intent surged forth like a crimson storm, crashing down on the Slaughter King. At the same time, a blood-red aura spread out—

"Asura Domain!"

His already evolved Deathgod Domain instantly blanketed the entire city. Everyone felt their strength suppressed by at least half. They had already been unable to use Spirit Abilities, and now even mobilizing Spirit Power had become extremely difficult.

The Slaughter King was somewhat better—he could still withstand the killing storm. After all, he was none other than Tang Chen, parasitized by the Scarlet Nine-Headed Bat King. Tang Chen had already completed the first seven Asura God Trials, and his Deathgod Domain had long since evolved into the Asura Domain. That was why Spirit Abilities were unusable within the Slaughter City—it was due to the suppression of the Asura Domain.

But for Tang San and the Fallen Ones below, the situation was far worse. They had no way to withstand such terrifying slaughter intent. Many of the Fallen didn't even have a chance to escape before the killing aura pierced their minds, froze their souls, and shattered them like ice.

Tang San reacted swiftly. He immediately sat cross-legged, fully activating the Mysterious Heaven Skill, guarding his spirit and resisting the wave of terrifying slaughter energy.

Outside the city, Tang Hao's expression darkened. With a stomp of his foot, he shot forward like a streak of light—charging straight in.

"I… I can't hold on…"

Just as Tang San felt his soul on the verge of freezing entirely, Tang Hao finally arrived at his side. He activated his own Deathgod Domain, barely managing to withstand the onslaught of Xu Yang's Asura Domain. Tang Hao's expression darkened as he looked up at Xu Yang.

"Xu Yang... in just a few short years, he's grown this strong?!"

Tang Hao also possessed the Deathgod Domain, but it was worlds apart from Xu Yang's. Compared to this, his own domain was like a firefly in front of the blazing Sun.

"Dad, go—quick!"

The Mysterious Heaven Skill still operating, Tang San barely recovered his composure. He immediately urged Tang Hao to retreat. If they didn't leave now, the shockwaves of the upcoming battle might be fatal.

"Don't think that just because you've become a Slaughter God you can do whatever you want in the Slaughter City!"

The Slaughter King's expression was icy. With a single motion, the Asura Demon Blade appeared in his hand. His figure turned into a streak of crimson light, hurtling straight toward Xu Yang.

"If you were still the Tang Chen of old, I might have been interested. But now? You're just garbage parasitized by a beast—not even capable of using the strength of a demigod."

Xu Yang's voice was full of disdain. The Sun Sacred Blade appeared in his hand, and with a single slash—

Slash!

A flash of golden-red light.

The Slaughter King's right hand, which held the Asura Demon Blade, was severed cleanly.

Then, Xu Yang kicked forward. With a thunderous crash, the Slaughter King's entire body was smashed into the ground like a cannonball, crashing into the center of the Slaughter City.