The name of the God of Slaughter (Part one)

The melee began. Thousands of talented individuals from Canghai Commandery engaged in a chaotic battle. Sword Qi, saber force, and fist wind raged like a storm. Amidst the chaos, the sounds of Sword Qi energy tearing through the air, shouts of battle, and screams filled the air. Within the Restriction Barrier area atop the mountain, it transformed into Asura Purgatory.

However, despite the fierce battles within the Restriction Barrier, there was a quiet place beside certain individuals, such as Cold Wolf Leng Ningxiang, Thunderclap Sword Lei Qianjun, and Fire Spirit Young Master Ming Chihuo...

These Cultivator, whose reputations resounded throughout the entire Canghai Commandery, were so formidable that no one dared to provoke them in the midst of the chaos. As a result, no one dared to approach these geniuses during the battle, creating an abrupt and jarring effect amidst the chaotic Restriction Barrier.

The more renowned a genius is, the less likely anyone will dare to provoke them. As for Lei Qianjun and the others, since no one is attacking them, they are happy to remain calm and preserve their strength to prepare for the final battle...

"A free-for-all!? Hehe, I love it..." However, within this Restriction Barrier, Zhuge Xiang's eyes gleamed with excitement. Although these Cultivator weren't particularly strong and didn't provide him with many Experience Points, their numbers were sufficient. In Zhuge Xiang's eyes, these people were all experience points; how could he let them go?

"Die..." A sharp blade of energy suddenly appeared behind Zhuge Xiang. After all, Zhuge Xiang was a well-known figure in Canghai Commandery, and he looked quite young, so naturally many people would take the initiative to attack him.

Lei Qianjun and the others nearby also focused their attention on Zhuge Xiang, as they were quite curious about his strength.

"Well done!" Sensing someone attacking him, Zhuge Xiang was not angry but delighted, laughing loudly. As he spoke, the Sword of Judgment was drawn, without using Skill, simply shooting out a single Sword Qi aura.

With the added advantage of powerful equipment and his own cultivation at the Spell Control Stage, even his seemingly ordinary Sword Qi possessed terrifying power. The blade's energy was Heaven and Earth apart from Zhuge Xiang's Sword Qi.

The blade's energy shattered, scattering everywhere, but the sharp Sword Qi energy, undiminished in its momentum, pierced through the attacker and even several Cultivator behind him before finally dissipating. The power of this Sword Qi was terrifying.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Wielding the Sword of Judgment, Zhuge Xiang moved like Tiger Among Sheep, his wrists trembling. Sharp Sword Qi energies shot out, and under Zhuge Xiang's attack, screams filled the air, and bones flew everywhere.

Cultivator at the Divine Ability Stage might be able to barely protect themselves, but those at the Qi Refining Stage Cultivator were in a much worse situation. Zhuge Xiang's Sword Qi was like a nightmare to them; a mere graze would cause injury, and a direct hit would be fatal...

"Ding! Defeat Cultivator at the Third Layer of Return to Simplicity Realm, gain 8800 experience points."

"Ding! Defeat Cultivator at the Innate Realm Ninth Layer, gain 5700 experience points."

"Ding! Defeat Cultivator at the Tenth Layer of Return to Simplicity Realm, gain 12900 experience points."

System notifications kept coming in. Although the Experience Points weren't very high, the quantity was substantial. Visibly, the experience bar on Zhuge Xiang's Character Interface was slowly but steadily increasing, taking a solid step towards the Spell Control Stage Second Layer.

"Well? Can you tell his true strength?" Seeing Zhuge Xiang easily defeat over a hundred opponents with a single blow, Fire Spirit Young Master Ming Chihuo, fanning himself with his crimson-gold folding fan, asked Lei Qianjun, who was not far away.

"Those people have too much cultivation level, so it's impossible to test his bottom line. Besides, he has no intention of pursuing Cultivator at the Divine Ability Stage," Lei Qianjun replied, shaking his head.

The two sides are not even in the same league. Despite Zhuge Xiang's numerous attacks throughout the battle, Lei Qianjun and Ming Chihuo have been unable to detect Zhuge Xiang's bottom line.

"No, don't hit me."

"Big Brother, I have no ambition, I just want to keep going. Please don't make a move on me, okay?"

"You bastard, don't you have any sense of self-awareness as a strong person? You only know how to attack the weak like us."

Zhuge Xiang's unparalleled strength made thousands of Cultivator within the Restriction Barrier avoid him like the plague. Once an opponent was targeted by him, they no longer had the courage to resist. Some begged for mercy, some acted pitifully to gain sympathy, and some even loudly cursed Zhuge Xiang.

Whether they begged for mercy, feigned pitifulness, or resorted to trickery and insults, Zhuge Xiang would not change his mind once he had made up his mind. Without the slightest hesitation, the Sword of Judgment in his hand shot out streaks of Sword Qi energy, disqualifying them from continuing the competition.

"Weaklings? Since you know you're weak, why did you even participate in the Dragon Phoenix Ranking? You don't even have confidence in yourself, yet you still dare to dream of winning a place on the Dragon Phoenix Ranking?" Zhuge Xiang calmly said as he dealt a fatal blow to the Cultivator who was loudly cursing him.

"A demon, this guy is a demon!" Zhuge Xiang's ruthlessness, ruthlessness, and ferocious strength caused many people in the melee to Will Collapse. Almost everyone was shocked by the strength Zhuge Xiang displayed.

Of course, many more people were secretly puzzled, wondering why a powerful figure like Zhuge Xiang would waste his time and energy on these weaker Cultivator.

Zhuge Xiang naturally couldn't explain the reason for the Super Game System to them. In the midst of the battle, in just a short half hour, the number of Cultivator in the melee of thousands was drastically reduced, until only one hundred remained.

"Alright, the melee is over," Elder Changfeng said decisively as the number of participants dwindled to just a hundred. He removed the Restriction Barrier.

The great melee ended, and everyone who was still standing was considered to have passed. Most of the remaining hundred Cultivator looked relieved to have survived the ordeal, and their eyes were filled with more or less fear as they looked at Zhuge Xiang.

Of these fallen Cultivator, almost a third fell at the hands of Zhuge Xiang alone. If this continued, they didn't know if they could escape from him.

Hearing that the chaotic battle had ended, Zhuge Xiang sighed inwardly and sheathed his Sword of Judgment. In just half an hour, he had defeated nearly a thousand Cultivator, which brought Zhuge Xiang more than 5 million Experience Points, a solid step forward from the Spell Control Stage Second Layer.

The chaotic battle ended, and the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect stepped forward to register the names of the one hundred Cultivator. They then made one hundred slips of paper, with the same number written on every two slips. Clearly, the next Duel would be decided by drawing lots.

The lottery began, with one hundred Cultivator lining up to draw their own tags one by one, while Elder Changfeng waved his finger in the Void.

Streaks of light appeared in the air following Elder Changfeng's movements. It was as if Void Realm Great Divine Ability could set up Restriction Barrier so easily and effortlessly.

As Elder Changfeng moved, the mountaintop was divided into ten independent areas. Illusory energy transformed into numbers that floated above these Restriction Barrier, representing the Tournament Platform for the Duel.

Zhuge Xiang casually picked up a slip of paper, slowly unfolded it, and wrote, "Number 18."

"Now, please have the two Cultivator holding slip number one enter Tournament Platform number one, and the two Cultivator holding slip number two enter Tournament Platform number two..."

The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect called out, and one by one, the Cultivator stepped forward and entered their respective areas. Of the one hundred Cultivator, twenty quickly emerged.

The battles were one-on-one. Ten arenas were set up simultaneously, with Cultivator unleashing their strongest techniques. Zhuge Xiang calmly observed the battles on the arenas, secretly noting which individuals possessed special skills and which had unique fighting habits.

"Alright, now please invite the two Cultivator holding slips of paper number eighteen to enter Tournament Platform number eight," the Heavenly Sword Sect disciple said again after the first batch of battles ended, calling them over one by one.

"Don't worry, junior sister, don't you believe in your senior brother's strength? I have reached the peak of the Tenth Layer of Return to Simplicity Realm. With my Innate Ability and Cultivation Technique, I am confident that I can compete with even those Cultivators in the Divine Ability Stage on this Dragon Phoenix Ranking," a thin man with disproportionately long limbs said to the young woman next to him, holding the number eighteen slip of paper in his hand.

"Yes, senior brother, be careful," the woman beside him nodded emphatically, showing her trust in him.

With a leap, he nimbly jumped into arena number eighteen like a monkey. This man, whose limbs were disproportionately long, confidently stared at the Cultivator in the crowd.

Although he had not yet reached the Deity Transformation stage, he was confident that he could make it into the Dragon Phoenix Ranking, and with good Luck, he could even get a spot within the top 20.

However, when the man saw his opponent, his confident expression froze, and his eyes showed undisguised fear and horror. Zhuge Xiang, who was also holding the number eighteen slip of paper, walked step by step into the number eight Tournament Platform with the Sword of Judgment in his hand.

"Ah!" The woman who had been equally confident exclaimed from the sidelines, covering her mouth with her hand and staring at Zhuge Xiang in disbelief. She never expected that her senior brother would encounter this God of Slaughter right at the beginning.

"You... you..." The man pointed his long, slender finger at Zhuge Xiang, unable to hide his fear, and even his speech became incoherent.

Everyone knows and is aware of Zhuge Xiang's insane, cold-blooded, and ruthless methods during the chaotic battle. He is a being comparable to the three great masters. How could my Luck be so Bad Luck? I had to run into this guy. The Cultivator was originally full of confidence is now truly in tears.

"Battle begins!"

After all the participating Cultivator had stepped onto the Tournament Platform, a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect announced the order.

"Wait, I, I admit defeat..." Facing Zhuge Xiang, this originally confident Cultivator had no fighting spirit whatsoever. Thinking of Zhuge Xiang's methods, he suddenly woke up after the Heavenly Sword Sect disciple made the announcement and shouted loudly, wanting to surrender and admit defeat directly.

Explosive Steps!

Before the Cultivator could finish speaking, Zhuge Xiang appeared in front of him with an Explosive Steps, grabbed his face, and slammed him to the ground, forcing him to swallow the last word, "Lost."

Admit defeat? How could Zhuge Xiang let a golden-level boss at the Tenth Layer of Return to Simplicity Realm admit defeat and watch his prize slip away? (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote and give monthly tickets on Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m to read.)

P. S.: (Just kidding, Happy New Year! Also, I'd love to receive some lucky money! Haha, I'll update another chapter around 9 PM tonight...)