Tang Chen's eyes widened. He couldn't understand why this guy knew Bo Saixi.
And he claimed she already had this guy's child? How was that possible? Bo Saixi shouldn't be that kind of woman!
As Tang Chen's mind fell into disarray, he, who had been awkwardly defending himself, was instantly shredded into dust by the Azure Sword Art, disappearing without a trace.
Zhao Ling's lips curled into a slight smile. This time, Tang Chen was completely gone. No one would vie with him for Xi'er anymore, and even the Asura Demonic Sword had fallen into his hands. He was in a good mood.
After dealing with Tang Chen, Zhao Ling slowly approached the Asura Demonic Sword. Grasping it, he wanted to see if any malevolent thoughts from that old trickster, the Rakshasa God, remained within the divine sword.
Upon gripping the Asura Demonic Sword, Zhao Ling didn't sense any malevolent thoughts. It seemed he had been overly cautious before; the Rakshasa God hadn't tampered with the Asura Demonic Sword.
That's right, in the original story, Tang Chen was tricked by the Rakshasa God during his eighth trial, which led to him being parasitized by the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King.
Still, it's always right to be careful. As the saying goes, better safe than sorry.
Now that the Asura Demonic Sword was fine, he could give it to Dong'er and let her undergo the divine trials.
So, Zhao Ling pulled the Asura Demonic Sword from the ground, sheathed it, and handed it to Bibi Dong.
"Dong'er, this is the key to inheriting the Asura God's divine position. Let this Asura Demonic Sword recognize you as its master by dripping your blood on it. Then, you can gradually accept the Asura God's inheritance."
Bibi Dong nodded, then forced a drop of her vital blood from her fingertip onto the Asura Demonic Sword.
Since Tang Chen had fallen, the Asura Demonic Sword became masterless once more. Naturally, her vital blood was quickly absorbed, formally establishing her as the sword's master.
After the Asura Demonic Sword recognized its master, Bibi Dong closed her eyes, seemingly sensing something. Zhao Ling didn't disturb her, simply waiting silently by her side.
Meanwhile, the Asura God, as an enforcer in the Douluo God Realm, was handling various matters within the God Realm. Suddenly, his eyes slightly narrowed. He sensed that the Asura Demonic Sword had changed masters.
The previous inheritor of the divine position had fallen, which made him somewhat perplexed. How could such a sudden change occur when the previous inheritor had already reached the eighth trial of the divine inheritance?
However, he felt that the new inheritor of the divine position seemed much more talented than the previous one. Of course, who inherited the divine position wasn't important to him; what mattered was for the divine inheritance to be passed on quickly.
So, he couldn't be bothered to go to the Douluo Mortal Realm. Anyway, the divine sense he left in the Asura Demonic Sword would handle things for him...
When Bibi Dong opened her eyes, she smiled and said to Zhao Ling, "Husband, should we go back now?"
"Mm." Zhao Ling nodded. As soon as he led her out of the King of Slaughter's palace, they encountered the Slaughter Emissary.
Seeing that the King of Slaughter had been killed, the Slaughter Emissary looked at them with utter shock. As she saw them about to leave, she quickly stopped them.
"You cannot just leave like this. Now that the King of Slaughter has been killed by you, the entire City of Slaughter might fall into chaos, perhaps even splitting into multiple factions and endless wars.
You must understand that the existence of the City of Slaughter is precisely to gather the most heinous criminals of the Douluo Continent. It's where the most wicked people in the entire Douluo Continent reside. Without the King of Slaughter's restraint, the entire Douluo Continent might plunge into chaos."
Zhao Ling didn't even lift his head, merely asking in an indifferent tone,
"Heh, Your Excellency must be thinking too much, right? The existence of the City of Slaughter was originally just a place of inheritance established by a certain god in the God Realm to pass on their divine position.
It was only later corrupted by the erosion of another hostile god, becoming evil, filthy, and blood-soaked. I recall this City of Slaughter has existed for at least a thousand years, right? The King of Slaughter only appeared in the last few decades. Are you telling me that now, without him, this City of Slaughter will fall into great chaos?"
The Slaughter Emissary wanted to say something more, but her mouth opened and closed, unable to utter a word. She never expected that Zhao Ling, an outsider, would know the true nature of the City of Slaughter better than she did.
That the City of Slaughter was a place of divine inheritance for a certain god was something even she didn't know, yet this guy knew it. It was incredible.
However, she felt that what Zhao Ling said must be true. The King of Slaughter wasn't born with the City of Slaughter; his existence indeed spanned only a few decades.
Before the King of Slaughter appeared, the City of Slaughter had already established enforcers. Although these enforcers' strength was far from the King of Slaughter's level, they were formidable compared to other people in the City of Slaughter. These enforcers had already formed factions within the City of Slaughter, but the King of Slaughter's appearance unified them.
Now that the King of Slaughter had disappeared again, these factions would still rule the entire City of Slaughter just as they did before his appearance.
The Slaughter Emissary had actively stopped Zhao Ling and Bibi Dong earlier only because, as the King of Slaughter's most capable assistant, she relied on his existence to live a life second to none in the City of Slaughter.
With the King of Slaughter's death, her position as Slaughter Emissary would become nominal, so she wanted Zhao Ling to succeed him, even if it was just in name.
However, Zhao Ling had no such intention. If it weren't for wanting to help Dong'er acquire the God of Slaughter Domain and secure the divine inheritance for her, he truly wouldn't have wanted to come here even once.
Subsequently, Zhao Ling left with Bibi Dong, returning along the original path.
In his opinion, he had no interest in challenging some Hell Road or killing some Dark Golden Three-Headed Bat King or Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Serpent. Wasn't that boring?
Thus, as they returned along the original path, they encountered the City of Slaughter's highest-ranking enforcement team.
This enforcement team wanted to stop Zhao Ling and Bibi Dong, but the Slaughter Emissary prevented them, allowing the couple to leave.
The sole Titled Douluo in the enforcement team coldly asked the Slaughter Emissary why she stopped their actions. The Slaughter Emissary merely glanced at them as if they were idiots.
"Even the Great King died at that person's hands. Do you think you can defeat him?"
The Slaughter Emissary's words made all the enforcers gasp. What level of strength did the King of Slaughter possess? And he was actually killed by the other party? What kind of joke was this?
However, seeing the Slaughter Emissary's expression, which showed no hint of joking, the enforcers' minds couldn't help but stir.
The sole Titled Douluo among the enforcers glanced at the Slaughter Emissary: "Since that person is dead, what should the City of Slaughter do now?"
"What else can be done? Those who dare to cause trouble shall be killed without mercy!"
The Slaughter Emissary's eyes slightly narrowed, and her aura surged. The aura she was currently exuding was not weaker than the sole Titled Douluo among the enforcers; in fact, it was even stronger by more than a notch.
Indeed, it's not hard to understand. After all, how could someone who managed to achieve the status of Slaughter Emissary in a place like the City of Slaughter, and become the right-hand of the King of Slaughter, be weak?