Fresh, rich blood slowly flowed across the filthy street, giving off wisps of heat.
After their initial surprise, the onlookers' gazes toward the departing pair became indifferent once more.
The City of Slaughter never lacked killing and death, nor did it lack powerful people.
The building at the city's center was indeed the Hell Slaughter Arena. The entire arena was enormous; perhaps the whole City of Slaughter had been built around it. As they drew near, excited roars rolled out from within like waves.
"Hell Slaughter Arena... the entrance fee is a cup of Bloody Mary."
Zhao Xuan suddenly looked toward Tang San beside him and asked, "Xiao San, why did Uncle Tang Hao send you here to train?"
After sweeping his gaze around and taking in the surroundings, Tang San slowly shook his head, his eyes carrying a hint of confusion. "I don't know."
"You said you came here looking for something. What are you looking for?"
Changing the subject, he curiously asked Zhao Xuan.
"I don't know either."
As the words fell, the two looked at each other and both saw the helplessness in the other's eyes.
"Hm? What place is that?"
Suddenly, Zhao Xuan's divine sense detected a strange cluster of buildings ahead. Those buildings were extremely peculiar; they could actually block his divine sense from probing them.
A strange thought suddenly arose in his heart. Could he find what he needed there?
With that thought, Zhao Xuan began circling around the outer edge of the Hell Slaughter Arena toward the other side. The Hell Slaughter Arena was too tall, completely blocking his view.
Although Tang San found it strange, he followed Zhao Xuan.
Once they reached the side, the two finally saw the buildings behind the Hell Slaughter Arena.
Beyond a row of relatively low buildings,