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

"You have completed the first seven tests smoothly with my help. However, the next two tests are crucial and closely related to me."

After a pause, Tang Chen continued, "I think even if I don't tell you, you already know the content of the next mission, right?"

Tang San was slightly startled, then nodded, "The eighth assessment is the recognition of the master of the artifact. The Shura Sword has been lost..."

Tang Chen nodded slightly, "Now the Clear Sky Hammer doesn't lack much to transform into a divine weapon.

As for the ninth test, it is to completely refine the Nine-Headed Dark Gold Bat King. The Nine-Headed Dark Gold Bat King has already merged with my soul. If I choose to sacrifice it to you, then you will have completed the final test.

Therefore, these two assessments can be conducted together.”

"But you will pay the price of your life for this, Old Ancestor."

After hearing Tang San's words, Tang Chen placed his hand on his shoulder and patted it gently, "Xiao San, don't be sad for me. I'm not really dead, but I'm accompanying you in a different way.

Remember to lead me to kill Poseidon, Qin Xiao, and all the enemies of my Haotian Sect, and restore the Haotian Sect's former prestige."

Tang San was silent, tears unconsciously sliding down his cheeks.

"Hahaha, this result is already very good and perfect. Get ready to take on the Clear Sky Hammer."

"I, Tang Chen, am leaving!"

Amidst hearty laughter, Tang Chen's figure soared into the sky.

Came to the void.

He raised the Clear Sky Hammer wrapped in blood-colored patterns high up.

Rumble.

Suddenly, blood-red lightning emerged from the void, like a long whip, lashing the Clear Sky Hammer fiercely, sparks flying everywhere.

Tang San discovered that the Clear Sky Hammer, which was as thick as a water tank, was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye after being baptized and tempered by the blood-colored thunder. It was like forging iron, and through repeated blows, the residue in the pig iron was refined out.

After an unknown amount of time, Tang Chen shouted, "God is coming!"

As the voice fell, a sound like the mooing of a cow was heard in the river of blood.

Then, a surging blood-red dragon emerged from the blood river, its head followed by its thirty-meter-long body. It circled in the air and rushed towards Tang Chen with its fangs and claws bared.

To be precise, he ran towards the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Chen's hand.

"What a powerful divine power!"

Tang San was stunned.

He also remembered that when Tang Chen sent him to the road to hell, he had entered the blood river, probably to condense this long dragon made of divine power.

When the blood-colored dragon arrived in front of the Clear Sky Hammer, three to five meters away, its body suddenly shattered. It turned into a blood-colored mist and began to be absorbed by the Clear Sky Hammer.

"This is the most critical moment. Whether we can bear the divine power is the key."

Tang San's eyes flashed, and his heart was filled with tension.

At this moment, Tang San even felt as if each day had passed like a year. Only after the last wisp of blood-colored mist was absorbed did a look of relief appear on his face. "Success!"

At this time, Tang Chen also said loudly: "Xiao San, it's up to you from now on. After I die, my soul bones will just meet your needs and build your own Shura God Armor..."

He was saying his final goodbyes.

Tang San noticed that Tang Chen's body became illusory, then gradually became transparent, until it finally disappeared, and several soul bones with flashing light fell down.

"call out!"

Having lost Tang Chen's control, the Clear Sky Hammer, which had evolved into a divine weapon, fell from the sky and landed not far in front of Tang San.

The Clear Sky Hammer at this time had undergone a huge change compared to before, from being completely black with blood-colored patterns to being completely dark red.

As he got closer, Tang San could clearly feel waves of cold murderous intent constantly attacking his soul, as if thousands of troops were attacking him.

"call."

After Tang San walked in, he let out a long sigh, his eyes becoming firm, "Then I will complete the final test."

As he spoke, he clenched his hands heavily on the Clear Sky Hammer.

In an instant, powerful forces and chaotic memories entered Tang San's mind.

The power is divine power. After completing the eighth test, Tang San can already use some of the divine power.

As for the memory, it was Tang Chen's practice and understanding, which made Tang San feel like he had suddenly realized something.

His cultivation level began to improve again, allowing Tang San to increase his cultivation level rapidly even after reaching the Titled Douluo level.

Level ninety-two, level ninety-three...

In just a few breaths, his cultivation level reached level ninety-fifth...

Normally, to reach the realm above level ninety-five, one cannot just break through by reaching the limit of strength, but requires perception.

However, there is no such restriction for Tang San.

When his soul power reached the peak of level ninety-five, the realization of the ninety-sixth level appeared in his mind, helping him break through the bottleneck in an instant.

"Tang Chen has brought me far more than I imagined..."

Tang San's mind was dazed for a moment, then returned to normal.

Because he felt that this was not the limit and he could still break through!

Level ninety-seven, level ninety-eight...

To others, the realm that is obscure and difficult to understand, and that they cannot even hope to reach in their entire life, is within reach for Tang San.

He even reached the highest level 99 on Douluo Continent through the fusion of Tang Chen's memories.

boom!

The void trembled, and Tang San suddenly opened his eyes.

I saw a purple divine light shooting out from his eyes.

"Is this the powerful strength of level ninety-nine?"

“Is this what it feels like to be at the top?!”

Tang San clenched his fists, as if he had endless strength.

He felt that the soul power surging in his body was like a never-ending river.

Such a powerful force made him obsessed!

"Wait a minute, Tang Chen's power at his peak was strictly speaking at the demigod level, yet he still lost to Qin Xiao and Bo Saixi. This proves that level ninety-nine isn't enough!"

Tang San calmed down and said in a deep voice: "I still need more powerful strength."

Now, as long as he gathers a set of soul bones, he can complete the final inheritance.

And even this road was paved by Tang Chen for Tang San.

All the soul bones left behind by Tang Chen after his death were refined, and a blood-red light column fell from the sky, wrapping up Tang San.

[The God's test ends, and the inheritance of the God's throne begins! ]

As a huge voice sounded, Tang San felt the arrival of an extremely powerful will, followed by an even more powerful divine power.

In front of this force, Tang San felt that level ninety-nine was no longer powerful, and even felt extremely small, like an ant.

But soon, Tang San stopped having wild thoughts and instead quietly felt the changes in his cultivation and spiritual level.

Unconsciously, a golden soul ring condensed and took shape, hovering above the other nine soul rings.

A set of dark red armor with exaggerated and ferocious shapes almost completely wrapped Tang San, leaving only his face exposed.

Coupled with the dark red Haotian Hammer, a murderous aura arises spontaneously.

"god!"

"I, Tang San, finally become a god today!"

He shouted loudly, as if he wanted to vent all his resentment and anger.

"Boy, becoming a god is just the beginning. I hope you take care of yourself. I am finally free."

Suddenly, such a voice was faintly heard in the void.

"Who?" Tang San frowned and asked coldly, but no one answered. However, when he calmed down, he knew who was speaking. The previous Shura God...

"It sounds like this godhood is still a heavy burden?" Tang San thought to himself.

But he quickly shook his head, "Why think so much? The most important thing now is revenge!"

Hatred once again filled Tang San's heart, but he did not act impulsively and instead began to think seriously.

How to take revenge?

Rush out directly to find Qin Xiao?

Tang San immediately gave up this idea. Even though he has become a god now, who knows what level Qin Xiao has reached?

Tang Chen had said that Qin Xiao had already taken the divine test and could even control the artifact, the Seagod Trident. This meant that he had most likely reached the seventh or eighth test, and it was possible that he had already become a god.

"I need some helpers who can test Qin Xiao. Even more, help me destroy the order of the entire Douluo Continent!"

Tang San was thinking, and suddenly an idea popped up in his mind.

What would happen if order was overturned and then rebuilt?

I have to say, this is crazy!

However, the more Tang San thought about it, the more feasible it seemed. "Anyway, there's no one else on this Douluo Continent besides Xiao Wu that I care about. There are enemies everywhere in Tiandou, Xingluo, and the Spirit Hall, and even on the sea. There are enemies too. Such a world simply cannot belong to me. I might as well just destroy it."

The more he thought about it, the more determined he became. Tang San decided to build a brand new Douluo Continent that belonged to him, a world where he, Tang San, dominated everything.

"Let me see if there is anything I can use in the memories passed down by the Shura God."

Tang San made up his mind, his brain working frantically.

After a long time, he finally found some useful information in the memories passed down by the Shura God.

"It turns out that the Douluo plane I'm in is just a plane under the rule of the God Realm."

"The Abyss Plane, the Demon Plane... The creatures in these two planes are simply born for killing. If I could use them..."

In the inherited memory of the Shura God, Tang San found the information and coordinates of two powerful planes.

The Abyss Plane has a total of 108 layers, each of which houses an emperor-level powerhouse. The weakest of them possesses the powerful strength of a Titled Douluo. The most powerful Abyss Saint is more likely to be a god-level powerhouse.

And this is just the tip of the iceberg.

Among the races that are truly ranked at the top, any member of the tribe is likely to have the combat power of the leader of the clan ranked at the bottom, and should not be underestimated.

"Those guys in the Abyss are still too powerful. It's not easy to control them, and there's even the possibility of backlash."

"Compared to this, the demonic plane is much easier to control."

Some records about the demon plane emerged in Tang San's mind again.

Simply put, the Demonic Plane is even lower in rank than the Douluo Plane. The difference in strength is similar, with five monarch-level masters dominating each region.

Compared with the 108-layer abyss plane, the number of strong people is much less.

The combat power of the five monarchs is roughly equivalent to the realm of quasi-gods. If they reach the Douluo plane, their strength will be suppressed a bit, and at best they will be demigods.

"Then choose the demon plane."

Tang San thought about it and decided to open the channel between the demon plane and Douluo Continent, and overthrow the rule of the major forces on Douluo Continent through the hands of the demons.

Don't talk about the suffering of all people.

Does he care?

Compared to causing great suffering to the people, he prefers fighting and killing.

"That's right, what could be more exciting than a bloody feast of killing?"

"Hehehe..."

As if sensing Tang San's determination, the killing spirit deep in his soul let out a hideous laugh.

Tang San ignored the voice and instead used all his strength to mobilize the divine power in his body, suddenly smashing the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand out.

No.

To be precise, it should be called the Haotian Divine Hammer.

After all, before Tang Chen died, he used the remaining power in the City of Slaughter to make his martial soul a physical entity.