Soto City, Liulitian.

 When Ning Liu brought everyone back here, the sky had completely darkened.

  Along the way, Tang Chen seemed worried and silent.

 Ning Liu's words, "There is a family matter that needs to be dealt with in Liulitian's dungeon", like a huge stone, weighing heavily on his heart, making him breathless.

  He was almost certain that that person was his grandson, Tang Hao, who had disappointed him so much!

 It's just that he couldn't understand why Tang Hao was locked up in Liulitian's dungeon?

  Ning Liu, or Liu Litian, why do you want to arrest him?

  Questions, like a mess, entangled his thoughts.

"Senior Tang Chen," Ning Liu's voice interrupted his contemplation, "We are here."

  Tang Chen raised his head, looked at the glazed Tianzong Gate in front of him, which still looked majestic in the night, and took a deep breath.

 What should be faced must be faced eventually.

   "Lord, please lead the way."

  His voice was a little hoarse.

  Ning Liu nodded, without saying anything else, and took him directly through the layers of guards and towards the dungeon deep in Liulitian.

 Ju Douluo and Xiao Wu were arranged to rest first.

  The next scene was a family affair of the Tang family, and it was inconvenient for them to be present.

  …

  At the same time.

 In an endless deep sea far away from Douluo Continent.

 This is the restricted area of ​​life.

 The terrifying water pressure is enough to crush steel into thin sheets.

 The cold sea water is so dark that you can’t see your fingers, and no light can penetrate here.

 This is the deepest part of the ocean, a terrifying place that even ordinary hundred-thousand-year-old sea soul beasts would never dare to set foot in easily.

 However, in this absolute silence and darkness, there is a strange area, emitting a faint red light.

 It was a huge trench formed by the bones of countless marine creatures and the seabed silt deposited over hundreds of millions of years.

 Deep in the trench, an indescribable aura of death, resentment, and evil aura rose into the sky, forming a huge black energy vortex that was visible to the naked eye.

 This is the "garbage dump" of the entire ocean, the end point after the death of all living things.

 This place is called - the realm of the deep sea demon whale!

 In the center of the black vortex, a figure was sitting cross-legged.

 His long blue-black hair floated strangely and wantonly without the agitation of the water flow.

 His left eye was deep black, but his right eye was a strange blood red.

 In the middle of the eyebrow, there is a tightly closed vertical pupil mark that emits a faint red light. It is beating gently and regularly, as if something is about to break out of the cocoon.

It's none other than Tang San!

 At this moment, his whole body was wrapped in a thick layer of black smoke.

 The black smoke seemed to be alive, completely isolating him from the terrifying sea water pressure around him.

  He seemed to be sitting in the back garden of his home, his expression calm and unaffected at all.

 Beneath him, countless black, vine-like bluesilver grasses spread out from his body and took root deeply into the ground composed of bones and mud.

 Those blue silver grasses were shining with an evil black light, and streams of unimaginably huge amounts of pure death energy and resentment were being continuously inhaled into his body through these blue silver grasses!

  「Gulu...Gulu...」

With the influx of energy, Tang San's body began to make a sound like boiling water.

  On the surface of his skin, black magic lines appeared and disappeared again and again.

 His aura is rising crazily at a speed visible to the naked eye!

  Contra...

 Level eighty-one!

 Level eighty-two!

 Level eighty-three!

  …

  This is the sixth test of his Dark Demon God inheritance!

 ——In the realm of the deep sea demon whale, absorb the death will of all souls, and use endless death to build the foundation stone of your own divine throne!

 This divine test is a desperate situation for any normal soul master.

 The endless death energy and resentment are enough to make a titled Douluo lose his mind in an instant and turn into a madman who only knows killing.

 But to Tang San, this place was simply paradise!

 His Blue Silver Grass Spirit, which has been transformed by the power of the Dark Demon God, likes things full of negative energy the most.

 These energies that may seem poisonous to others, to him, are the purest and most delicious tonics!

  He could feel that every cell in his body was cheering and jumping for joy!

 His power is expanding rapidly!

 His bottleneck is constantly loosening!

                                                                 Tang San's eyes suddenly opened, a greedy and crazy light shining in those strange-colored pupils.

  He opened his mouth and let out a silent roar!

  "Give me...swallow!"

  Boom!

  The bluesilver grass under him suddenly swelled!

  Countless thicker and more ferocious black vines, like the tentacles of awakened ancient behemoths, are spreading crazily in all directions!

 The entire Deep Sea Demon S realm trembled violently because of his actions!

 That huge vortex composed of death energy sped up a hundred times in an instant!

Visible to the naked eye, torrents of black energy condensed from the purest death will and resentment poured into his body crazily like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea!

 His body is like a bottomless pit, swallowing up all these terrifying energies without rejecting anyone who comes!