"Within my Asura Domain, let's see how long you can last."
The Man in Black Robe's tone grew increasingly arrogant; it seemed casting the skill had given him a huge confidence boost.
Moments ago, Chu Feng's Primordial Chaos Aura had made him tense, but now he appeared to have reclaimed the dignity of a god.
The crimson wind raged ever fiercer, yet Chu Feng stepped forward and threw a straight punch.
The Man in Black Robe blanched—this man truly feared death. Could his Domain be nothing more than decoration to Chu Feng?
In his panic he could only meet the blow with his palm, and instantly felt a surge of hot blood in his heart.
"Just how far have you cultivated?!"
He lasted barely three seconds before he had to find a gap and flee into the distance.
He had sensed that Chu Feng was only one step away from godhood.
"Huh? Already chickening out? I haven't even gotten serious."
Chu Feng folded his arms; the Immortal Qi within him flowed unhindered.
Tang San, who had just witnessed this, stared wide-eyed, no longer caring about anyone else's life or death—he knew only these two mighty beings could decide how things would unfold.
The rest of Shrek's Six Monsters arrived, constantly using spirit power and soul force to withstand the brutal storm; their goal was to rescue Tang San.
But Tang San immediately refused: "We can't leave. The great opportunity we've sought so hard might be right here."
Tang San had become surprisingly resolute—clearly the Asura Domain was exerting considerable influence.
According to the system's explanation Chu Feng received, anyone inside the Domain would turn ferocious if their will was weak; if murderous intent arose it would intensify bloodlust, and if the killing state fully opened it could even forge Asura God Intent.
From the opening ceremony till now the Domain had been active; no wonder, after three bouts, every opponent had become obsessed with fighting to the death.
Maintaining the Domain also drained the Man in Black Robe's mental force, unless the people he controlled slaughtered enough to give him positive feedback—but unfortunately all attempts had failed.
Thus he revealed himself outright and chose his craziest move: make everyone in the arena slaughter one another.
In an instant, thousands of spectators spilled fresh crimson blood, forming a scarlet sea that flowed across the entire battle-ground and into magnificent Suotuo City.
Of the student combatants, only a very few with clear minds tried to restrain themselves; most chose to follow their truest inner desire.
Kill—the most exhilarating slaughter. Each of them was a Titled Douluo, each armed with Spirit tools; why not kill?
As long as they killed they could gain the fastest strength increase and the greatest pleasure; the tournament itself was instantly forgotten.
Bibi Dong was also forced into the fray; she had no chance to stay out, for the Elders of Spirit Hall had suddenly cut contact.
"Stop your mystic tricks—dare you speak your true identity?"
Bibi Dong attacked from behind the Man in Black Robe, sending several spider spikes his way.
But the Man in Black Robe reacted quickly, drifting into the sky, his mood turning wild once he saw himself looking down on everyone.
"Hmph? Today this god has no intention of fighting you, for I have already chosen a more suitable candidate."
The Man in Black Robe laughed wildly and shot a beam of blood-colored light from his fingertip—straight toward Tang San.
Seeing this, Dai Mubai summoned his Spirit to intercept in mid-air, but his White Tiger was pierced through and he had to dodge to save his life.
Ma Hongjun and Oscar combined defenses, but they too were unable to block it.
Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong were about to act when Tang San, unexpectedly, stepped forward and let the beam merge into him.
Qian Renxue happened to witness the scene and was instantly disgusted.
In her prophesied future Tang San was an out-and-out scoundrel, yet she had never imagined he would so eagerly crave the power the Man in Black Robe bestowed.
"For revenge, for Xiao Wu—this is the only way. This is the opportunity; if I don't seize it now, the Great Dao will be forever out of reach."
Tang San spoke righteously, but his ambition was laid completely bare.
Chu Feng watched, his mind on causality: once the investiture of the gods system invaded the original World and events spun out of control, Tang San's protagonist halo would inevitably strengthen and his personality would balloon like under a magnifying glass.
In short, even if Tang San didn't act this way now, he would later—this chaotic era and these chaotic people merely accelerated the course of his experience.
"See? The mark."
Tang San gazed delightedly at the devilish marks appearing on his arms, identical to the ones seen earlier in the arena.
Ma Hongjun edged closer in fear; one look and his legs gave way in terror.
Oscar wiped cold sweat from his forehead; facing this Third Brother was more than he could bear.
Yet among Shrek there was someone truly thrilled—Ning Rongrong.
She understood that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile clan's thousands of lives had died at Spirit Hall's hands; for revenge, an unconventional path might indeed be best.
"Third Brother, have you really gained demonic power?"
Ning Rongrong asked excitedly, seeming about to plunge into this absolute causality herself.
"This power is excellent and hasn't affected me at all; instead I feel evolved—familiar yet strangely distant."
A wicked smile curled Tang San's lips as he twisted his body awkwardly like a zombie.
Xiao Wu shrank back in silence; the Third Brother in her heart was not like this, yet perhaps this was the real him—her mind was in turmoil.
Dai Mubai showed little reaction; his proud nature told him only that he should have obtained this power first.
"So you of Shrek Academy plan to submit to Asura, just as you bow to your beloved Empire nobles?"
Chu Feng asked simply, then immediately attacked the Man in Black Robe.
With Immortal Qi active he could completely dispel the Domain's negative effects, giving him absolute suppression over the Man in Black Robe.
Thus the Man in Black Robe summoned Black Baleful Qi to protect himself, but Chu Feng's momentum was overwhelming.
Suddenly Tang San stepped in front of the Man in Black Robe, his Blue Silver Grass flourishing into a natural barrier in the air.
"It doesn't matter whom I submit to; what matters is that you represent Spirit Hall, and I must eliminate you."
Tang San truly had no shame—his words were pure presumption.
No wonder in the original story he focused only on securing his own interests and creating a class that served him; viewed now, his actions and words seemed perfectly normal.
"Excellent—truly the perfect candidate I chose. In the future my God Position shall be yours."
With those words the Man in Black Robe's identity became clear—he was the Asura God.
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