CHAPTER 292: CHAPTER 292: TOM RAISES HIS HAMMER AND ANGRILY SMASHES TANG HAO

Shen An looked at the narrow path before him, less than two feet wide, leading into an unknown darkness. For now, this was the only path he could take.

"It seems this is the Hell Road. I don’t seem to have a choice but to follow the path forward," Shen An murmured.

Immediately, he flew on his sword. At the same time, his Azure Sword Eyes allowed him to see through the surrounding dark and hazy environment as if it were brightly lit.

The bottom, like an abyss, was an endless pool of blood, with a strange energy flowing within.

Shen An slowly moved forward on his sword, even having the interest to observe the surrounding scenery.

The Hell Road was indeed like hell for the soul masters of the Slaughter City. A slight carelessness and one would be forever left here.

A boundless darkness, the air growing hotter with every step forward, and the secretly heart-pounding, strange cries.

Most importantly, soul masters could not use their full strength in this place. Even their soul skills were restricted.

It was just that for Shen An, it was too simple, like playing on easy mode. So Shen An decided to speedrun the Hell Road. His cat was still waiting outside.

The darkness could not resist the penetration of his Azure Sword Eyes. The scorching air had no effect on Shen An, who was immune to both ice and fire. As for the secret, strange cries...

Shen An flicked his finger, sending out a sharp sword qi. A half-moon-shaped azure light sword qi crashed straight through, shattering a sheet of red bats.

Shen An moved forward on his sword, his sword qi bursting forth. Not a single blood bat could get close to him.

It wasn’t until he saw a huge figure hanging upside down in front of him, on the narrow path below, that he paused. It was a giant bat with a dark golden light.

Shen An took a closer look. It actually had three heads.

The Dark-Gold Three-Headed Bat King looked at the ultimate sword qi around Shen An. Its three heads simultaneously showed expressions of fear. Then, it fawningly pointed forward and, without any hesitation, fled into the darkness below.

"If a woman with a fox martial soul comes later, you remember to let her pass for me," Shen An, seeing this Dark-Gold Three-Headed Bat King was so sensible, added.

Almost instantly, a strange frequency was transmitted. Shen An immediately understood. It was quite an intelligent creature.

Continuing forward, suddenly a giant, dark-red snake came roaring, its mouth emitting a "gua gua" sound, like a baby’s cry.

A cold light appeared in Shen An’s eyes. A peerless, sharp sword qi, like a cloud of mist, enveloped it.

The next moment, the giant snake let out a miserable cry. Its huge snake body was completely turned into fine powder, leaving only a speck of golden-red light.

Shen An drew it over with his soul power. It was a small golden-red ball, emitting a strange energy.

Shen An instinctively felt it was not an ordinary object. He turned his hand and put it into his storage space, preparing to ask Dugu Bo about it in the future.

Continuing forward, the air became hotter and hotter. And there seemed to be a special atmosphere in the air, making one’s heart more and more suppressed, making it restless.

Shen An also felt it. A sword intent suddenly burst forth. How firm was the sword heart of a sword cultivator?

All the negative states were cut away completely. The so-called evil aura could not invade him in the slightest.

Shen An then quickened his pace. The boring and tasteless Hell Road could not move him in the slightest.

After all, a nearly max-level big shot would surely feel bored killing small monsters in a newbie village.

In the Hell Slaughtering Fields, the King of Slaughter looked at the Slaughter God before him, who was shrouded in a black robe, his gaze holding unconcealed malice.

"Your state doesn’t seem very good. You seem a little weak."

Under the black hat, Tang Hao’s face became even uglier. He had wanted to see the situation, but found that the person had already been sent to the Hell Road.

And he himself, because his strength had declined, his tracks had been easily discovered. Looking at the King of Slaughter before him, Tang Hao understood that he absolutely could not show weakness. Otherwise, he would just be eaten clean by this fellow.

"More than enough to beat you!" Tang Hao threatened, but the King of Slaughter heard the meaning of being fierce on the outside but timid on the inside.

This Clear Sky Douluo had always been used to being domineering. Now, pretending to be strong really wasn’t working.

However, the King of Slaughter did not rush to make a move. He understood the Clear Sky Sect. All Titled Douluos with the name of Clear Sky had a few trump cards up their sleeves. Those were life-risking methods, and still not to be trifled with.

"What’s with that sword qi? How can someone use a soul skill in your domain?" Tang Hao asked.

The King of Slaughter answered sincerely, "I haven’t fought with anyone for too long. I was moved for a moment and used my domain to undo his restraints, so he could use it."

"Bibi Dong values him highly. She threatened and lured me to open the Hell Road for him in advance. Otherwise, she would have let my Slaughter City be destroyed. I had no choice but to send him there."

"We both dislike Spirit Hall. You know the exit of the Hell Road. If he doesn’t die, he will surely be there. If you can wait for the hare by the stump of a tree, you can completely solve him before he recovers his strength. That’s a Titled Douluo."

Listening, Tang Hao always felt that something was not right, but what the King of Slaughter said was also very reasonable.

He still wanted to ask again, but the King of Slaughter directly waved his hand. "I can only say this much. Any more, and Spirit Hall will have an opinion of me." He then flashed and left.

Tang Hao stood alone in the empty Hell Slaughtering Fields, the more he thought, the more moved he was.

A soul master who has gone through the Hell Road, whether it’s their spirit, soul power, or physical strength, will have a great consumption.

Anyway, he was already a mortal enemy with Spirit Hall. Killing him would further display his might as Clear Sky.

Tang Hao no longer hesitated. He immediately returned the way he came, preparing to reach the cave entrance one step ahead of the person, and then pay close attention at all times.

At this time, a handsome cat was holding a hammer marked with "100t," its eyes not blinking as it looked at the black hole.

Truly waiting for the hare by the stump of a tree.

Suddenly, a gust of wind howled from the cave below. Tom’s ears twitched, and a wanton smile spread across the corner of his mouth.

The chance for revenge has come!

Tang Hao looked at the light above, probing with his spiritual power for a change. He was rash but not stupid. What if someone took advantage of the terrain and ambushed him as he jumped out of the cave? He would surely suffer a loss.

But fortunately, the area above was empty. Tang Hao no longer hesitated. His calves suddenly exerted force, and he leaped up.

Sunlight shone on his head through the dilapidated eaves. Immediately, time seemed to slow down.

Not a figure of speech, it was real. He sensed that everything around him seemed to have slowed down. Immediately, he saw a cat looking down at him from above.

’How is this cat still alive? How can a cat survive my Clear Sky Hammer!’

Tang Hao could clearly see his own reflection in the cat’s eyes. A nameless panic suddenly arose in his heart.

Then, he saw the cat’s mouth instantly grin wide, revealing sharp fangs. Beside it was a hammer, but it was not as big as his Clear Sky Hammer. It just had the characters "100t" written on it.

What does this mean? A doubt flashed in Tang Hao’s heart. Then he saw the cat raise the hammer handle over its head with both hands.

Splitting Mount Hua!!!

Tang Hao, at the moment Tom made a move, also returned to his normal perception of time. Soul rings instantly attached to his Clear Sky Hammer.

Without any hesitation, he used his only remaining arm to forcefully smash upwards.

So what if you’re still alive? I can still smash you into a cat pancake! A substantial tyranny condensed in Tang Hao’s cloudy eyes.

He did not believe that there was any hammer under heaven that could be compared with the Clear Sky Hammer.

Clang!

Rumble!

The two hammers smashed together. The Clear Sky Hammer, with its seventh and ninth soul rings attached, and Tom’s small hammer, marked with "100t," collided.

A heaven-and-earth-shattering sound instantly exploded!