Upon hearing that chillingly sinister voice.
Ye Qiu, Spirit Kite Douluo, and Hu Liena simultaneously focused their gazes in that direction.
A faint black shadow swayed slightly in the dark corner, like a ghost in the night.
Then, a seductive woman slowly emerged from around the corner.
Her face was pale as paper, without a trace of color.
Her narrow eyes gleamed with a ghostly green light, like the eyes of a hungry wolf, filled with greed and coldness that sent chills down one's spine.
Her lips were painted with dark red lipstick.
The color looked as though she had just drunk blood, giving off a bewitching yet decadent air.
She wore a purple gown.
Its neckline plunged low, barely concealing those two vaguely visible mysterious spots. Its hem consisted of only two curtain-like panels; she wore nothing underneath, exuding licentiousness.
The moment she met Ye Qiu's Sharingan.
The woman's gaze became somewhat dazed, a faint flush appearing on her face as her brows furrowed slightly.
Ye Qiu lowered his eyes, his voice cold and curt.
"Lead the way!"
Just two simple words, yet they carried a chilling killing intent.
There was no fear in the seductive woman's eyes.
He was merely a God of Slaughter. In the City of Slaughter, this was the domain of their great King of Slaughter.
She bent slightly at the waist and raised a hand in a gesture of invitation.
"Heh... two Gods of Slaughter, this way, please."
"Let's go."
As Ye Qiu spoke.
Spirit Kite and Hu Liena stayed close at Ye Qiu's side, following behind the seductive woman.
The Eternal Mangekyo in Ye Qiu's eyes slowly turned.
He carefully surveyed their surroundings, trying to find anything worthy of notice.
This was a dark-red passage that seemed to slope gently upward. Dark-red patterns