Hu Liena's face had gone somewhat pale.
The killing intent within her body felt increasingly difficult to suppress.
As they exchanged glances, Ye Qiu clearly saw a fierce hostility flash through Hu Liena's eyes.
As long as one was human, as long as one retained even a shred of humanity.
Seeing the scene before them, they would inevitably be filled with hatred for the City of Slaughter.
Blood splattered across the ground and began to gather.
Great quantities of blood flowed like little streams through inconspicuous narrow channels beneath the spectator stands, converging toward the center of the killing arena.
It was clearly visible.
Countless winding streams of red liquid flowed into the arena like little snakes.
Ye Qiu's fists unconsciously clenched.
Thick killing intent continuously burst forth within him, ready to erupt at any moment.
"Being able to become sacrifices for the opening of Hell Road is their honor."
The King of Slaughter's low voice rang out.
By then, the screams had gradually faded. Other than Ye Qiu, Hu Liena, and the King of Slaughter.
There seemed to be no living people left here.
The blood flowing into the arena did not spread in straight lines. At some unknown point, grooves had appeared in the ground. The blood filled them, gradually gathering into an enormous blood-red pattern on the floor.
At that moment, Ye Qiu and Hu Liena stood within that pattern.
It was difficult to make out its full form.
Ye Qiu possessed formidable Spiritual Power.
Hu Liena also possessed a Head Spirit Bone, and her Spiritual Power was far stronger than that of ordinary Spirit Masters.
As if by mutual understanding, they closed their eyes.
Their Spiritual Power spread through the air, observing their surroundings.
Hu Liena discovered.
The pattern formed from congealed blood was actually a