I have already become a Titled Douluo, and I am just now coming to the system?

"Why are you running away? Isn't it a good thing to be able to contribute to the sect and let weaklings like you have a chance to shine and make a difference?"

Seeing that no one dared to come forward, Tang Hao wiped the blood off his clothes and spoke nonchalantly.

The remaining dozen or so disciples of Haotian Sect felt a chill in their hearts and a chill down their spines.

They could see that Tang Hao was almost as cruel as Tang Chen.

Even more terrifying.

"Hao'er is right. The meaning of your existence now is to contribute to the sect. From now on, don't resist."

"After all, the more you resist, the more painful it is."

Tang Chen said this calmly, picked up a Haotian Sect disciple who had already fainted, and started exchanging blood.

This scene gives people a feeling of being as relaxed and carefree as killing chickens and dogs.

"Gulu..."

"Gulu."

The disciples of Haotian Sect watched this scene and swallowed hard. It was the only thing they could do.

Some people, unable to bear the psychological pressure, have collapsed on the ground, terrified to the point of defecating and urinating.

Three, four, five...

One after another, the disciples of Haotian Sect were sucked dry by Tang Chen.

After a long time.

In the cave, there were already more than twenty disciples lost.

The rest were waiting for death with despair on their faces.

"Cool!"

"I can no longer detect any toxins in my blood. If nothing else, if this continues, I can probably live another ten years."

"Xiao San, your method is indeed effective. Not bad, very good."

After the twentieth Haotian Sect disciple turned into a mummy, Tang Chen suddenly shouted excitedly.

"Congratulations, ancestor, you are not in danger of your life for now."

Tang Hao's face was filled with excitement.

You know, Tang Chen is a strong man of level 99. If he can recover to his peak condition, wouldn't it be easy for him to deal with Qin Xiao?

"Ancestor, this state is only temporary. If you don't use elixirs to dissolve the remaining toxins in your body, it won't be long before you are poisoned again."

Tang San's voice sounded at this time, reminding the somewhat complacent Tang Chen.

"Good, good, good."

"Xiao San, I, the ancestor, understand everything you said. I will follow your instructions on how to treat the disease next."

Tang Chen smiled and nodded.

Tang San nodded heavily and said solemnly, "Old Ancestor, don't worry. I've almost collected all the spiritual herbs on the way back to Haotian Sect. After today, I'll go into seclusion to refine the herbs. It won't be long before I can refine the antidote to the poison."

"Ancestor, if there is nothing else, can we leave first?"

Suddenly, a voice interrupted the conversation between Tang Chen and Tang San.

They both looked over, and there was no doubt that the person who spoke was one of the only five remaining survivors.

"Want to leave?"

Tang Chen raised his eyebrows. How could he let these people leave?

You know, he had exposed all the secrets in front of these disciples of Haotian Sect before, and he would never allow these people to spread what happened in the cave today.

"Old Ancestor, please wait a moment. The remaining people are useful to me."

Tang San's eyes flashed when he saw this, and he spoke before Tang Chen.

"Oh, what else are they good for?"

Tang Chen raised his eyebrows and asked Tang San.

Tang San said: "Old Ancestor, to be honest, my blood can also be mixed with yours. In other words, these people can exchange blood for you, and they can also exchange blood for me."

As he spoke, he bowed to Tang Chen and said, "Please grant me your blessing, ancestor."

"I see, you are quite cunning."

Tang Chen said, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he waved his hand again, "Go."

When Tang San heard this, he was overjoyed.

However, the five surviving disciples of Haotian Sect disagreed.

They looked at Tang Chen and cried, "Ancestor, if you need us to sacrifice our lives, that's fine, but what's wrong with this kid?"

"That's right. Does that mean his life is more valuable than ours? Could it be that one of his is worth the lives of five of us?"

"Ancestor, I don't accept it. As fellow disciples of the Haotian Sect, why should we die?"

"Ancestor, we acknowledge that saving you is helping the Haotian Sect, but why should we risk our own lives to save him?"

Everyone spoke indignantly.

The grievances in my heart are higher than the mountains.

They could barely accept sacrificing their lives for Tang Chen, but now they were being asked to extend Tang San's life, which they refused to accept.

"Huh, how can there be so many whys in this world?"

At this moment, Tang Hao snorted coldly, "My son Tang San has the potential to become a Titled Douluo, but what about you? Being able to become a Soul Sage or Soul Douluo is already the best. The lives of the five of you combined are not as valuable as my son Tang San's life. Tell me, do you deserve to die?"

As the voice fell, a powerful soul power fluctuation burst out, directly pinning the remaining five Haotian Sect disciples to the ground, unable to move.

"Xiao San, what are you standing there for? Why don't you do anything?"

Tang Hao glanced at the dazed Tang San again and shouted.

"it is good."

Tang San nodded heavily, then picked up a dagger, walked up to a sect disciple, and imitated Tang Chen's previous actions.

Not long after, all the blood in the body of a Haotian Sect disciple was drained, and he fell to the ground with his eyes wide open.

Soon another disciple died with his eyes open.

Then, one after another, disciples of the Haotian Sect fell.

Three, four, five...

After Tang San absorbed the blood of the five sect disciples, he actually burped and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"Haha, good, the hidden dangers have finally been mostly eliminated."

It was as if a huge invisible stone had fallen from his heart.

"Grandfather, Uncle Hao, the sect disciples have prepared wine and food to welcome you."

Suddenly, Tang Hu's voice was heard outside the cave.

"this..."

Tang San was stunned and wanted to stop Tang Hu from coming in, but it was too late.

Tang Hu's figure has appeared in the cave.

"Oh my God!"

"They, what happened to them...what happened..."

Tang Hu stretched out his trembling hand and pointed at the mummies on the ground. He was so shocked that he could hardly speak clearly.

It didn't take long from the time they left to the time they came back, and more than thirty energetic young people died.

Undoubtedly, the scene before him brought a huge shock to Tang Hu's heart.

Tang San looked at Tang Hao.

Tang Hao looked at Tang Chen.

Tang Chen looked at Tang Hu and suddenly sighed, "Ah, this is all my fault."

Ok?

Tang Hao and Tang San were both stunned. The ancestor wanted to reveal his cards. Did he want to kill Tang Hu to silence him?

Actually, it’s not impossible.

However, Tang Hu is the leader of the survivors of Haotian Sect and is also valuable in managing these people. If he is killed, it will inevitably cause some trouble.

Unless, they no longer care about the remaining members of Haotian Sect and choose to leave.

"Ancestor, what is going on here? What does this have to do with you?"

Tang Hu looked at Tang Chen blankly, hoping to get a satisfactory answer.

Tang Chen didn't directly answer Tang Hu's question, but instead asked, "Now that things have come to this, I won't hide it from you. Tang Hu, have you ever heard of our Haotian Sect's supreme secret technique, the Great Sumeru Hammer?"

Big Sumeru Hammer!

Tang Hu was startled. "Of course I've heard of it. Rumor has it that this is the supreme secret technique of my Haotian Sect, a divine skill. When used with the Haotian Hammer, even a hundred thousand year old spirit ring cannot match the power of the Great Sumeru Hammer."

As he spoke, an uncontrollable fanaticism appeared in his eyes.

Every direct disciple of the Haotian Sect has heard the legend of the Great Sumeru Hammer.

"good."

After listening to Tang Hu's words, Tang Chen nodded, "The Great Sumeru Hammer is the supreme secret method of our Haotian Sect, but the conditions for practicing it are extremely strict, the first of which is the purity of bloodline.

"My previous work was to examine the blood purity of these Haotian Sect disciples. I could only say that they were barely qualified, having reached the threshold for cultivation. So I brought them here, hoping that they could successfully cultivate the Haotian Sect's Great Sumeru Hammer and enhance their own strength and that of the sect."

"result..."

Tang Chen said, shaking his head and sighing.

Tang Hu said in a daze, "In the end, they failed, didn't they? And paid the price with their lives?"

Tang Chen nodded slightly. "Indeed, their cultivation was too weak, and their bodies weren't strong enough to withstand the overwhelming might of the Great Sumeru Hammer. They suffered a backlash from their soul power, and all the blood and moisture in their bodies evaporated."

"This... Great Sumeru Hammer is so overbearing..."

Tang Hu opened his mouth in shock, his face full of disbelief.

"If you want tyrannical power, you must pay the corresponding price... This world is inherently fair."

Tang Chen put his hands behind his back and said to Tang Hu indifferently.

Tang Hu, on the other hand, seemed to have understood something from Tang Chen's words. In the end, all his words turned into a sigh, "If the Haotian Sect wants to rise, some people will have to pay the price, even if it means sacrificing their lives. And this is their fate."

Da da da.

Tang Chen walked forward a few steps, came to Tang Hu, and patted Tang Hu on the shoulder.

"I'm glad you think so. Let's arrange some more people to clean up this place. They are all good children of my Haotian Sect. They must be buried with the highest ceremony to comfort their souls in heaven."

After hearing Tang Chen's words, Tang Hu's eyes began to swirl with tears, "Grandmaster, I will go and make arrangements right away."

After saying that, Tang Hu turned and left.

In the blink of an eye, only Tang Chen, Tang Hao and Tang San were left in the cave.

"Xiaosan, what's wrong with you?"

Tang Chen noticed that Tang San's expression was a little unnatural.

Tang San asked: "Ancestor, I want to know what the Great Sumeru Hammer of the Haotian Sect is?"

"Is that the case? You should have heard the conversation just now. The Great Sumeru Hammer is the supreme secret technique of our Haotian Sect, and only successive Sect Masters can practice it."

Tang Chen looked at Tang San and said seriously: "To put it bluntly, only our lineage can practice."

Tang San asked again: "Are there really any requirements for bloodline? And if the cultivation fails, will it really cause the practitioner's death?"

"Hahaha, of course not."

After hearing Tang San's words, Tang Chen couldn't help but laugh out loud. "These words were all used by me to deceive Tang Hu. Not to mention him, even the elders of the sect don't know the risks involved in practicing the Great Sumeru Hammer. I can describe the dangers however I want, right?"

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