Tavern in the City of Slaughter

The King of Slaughter did not appear.

Qian Daoliu snorted. "Do you think you can pretend you don't exist just because you refuse to show yourself?"

He drew the sword at his side. The gray-blue blade looked plain and unremarkable, but a round, transparent gem was set into its hilt. As he infused it with Soul Power, the sword was dyed completely gold.

This was the Angel Sword, once wielded by the Angel God—

It had always been enshrined in the hands of the Angel God statue.

Before coming to the City of Slaughter today, Qian Daoliu had drawn it.

When six radiant golden wings unfurled behind Qian Daoliu and he held the Angel Sword in his hand, his golden figure bathed in light looked just like the Angel God descending to the mortal world.

Qian Daoliu unleashed the enormous Angel Domain in one motion, covering the entire City of Slaughter. None of the sinners within its range could hide. They screamed as if sulfuric acid had been poured over them, while white vapor rose from their dissolving bodies.

The Angel Sword was incomparably overbearing. Combined with the Angel Domain, it could even ignore the Slaughter Domain that suppressed everything in the City of Slaughter, allowing it to unleash powerful Soul Power and soul skills.

"Stop!" A voice that could no longer hold back finally rang out.

A black figure rose into the air. His entire body was submerged in shadows, leaving only a pair of blood-red, sinister eyes visible on his head as they glared fixedly at Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu smiled. "King of Slaughter? You've finally stepped forward. Do you know that your people are suffering?"

The King of Slaughter said coldly, "Qian Daoliu, the Spirit Hall and we have an agreement. Why have you rashly invaded the City of Slaughter? You even used the Angel Domain. Do you want to declare war on the City of Slaughter?"

Qian Daoliu smiled. "That's not the case. I'm only here to ask you for an inner core. I heard that there's a Primordial Ten-Headed Blazing Sun Snake at the second stage of Hell Road here, so I thought I'd kill it and take out its inner core."

The King of Slaughter was immediately baffled. He had mobilized such a huge force just to obtain an inner core? This Qian Daoliu was far too unreasonable.

"How did you know there was a Primordial Ten-Headed Blazing Sun Snake on Hell Road?"

Although the Primordial Ten-Headed Blazing Sun Snake on Hell Road was nothing special, its existence was a secret known only to the King of Slaughter. How could an outsider possibly know about it?

The King of Slaughter grew suspicious.

Qian Daoliu smiled. "I won't hide it from you. My granddaughter asked for it, so I came here personally to get it and give it to her as a gift."

The King of Slaughter was even more speechless. Using the inner core of a primordial beast as a gift—was this the casual extravagance of the strongest person in the world?

Qian Daoliu was known as the Unrivaled Under the Heavens. His Soul Power had reached level 99, making him a Peerless Douluo. Long ago, everyone under heaven had concluded that no one in the current age could match him.

The King of Slaughter was wary as well. He did not dare refuse Qian Daoliu and immediately opened Hell Road, allowing him to enter.

Time: Ten Thousand Years Ago

Location: City of Slaughter

The Starry Express sounded its whistle as it sped through the air and descended into a small town.

The small town was filled with a gloomy, chilling atmosphere. Everyone on the streets had originally looked cold and indifferent, but they still could not help widening their eyes when they saw Lin Yu's Starry Express.

The Starry Express was not a product of this era. It descended from the heavens like a divine object, and two Maidens with pure, flawless beauty and extraordinary bearing stepped out from within. They chatted and laughed with bright expressions, looking like fairies.

A handsome young man followed them out. He wore a neat, well-fitted black suit, looked clean and tidy, and had a faint smile on his lips.

Their presence was far too out of place. They looked as if they had come traveling, entering a bar for a drink, or merely passing through and stopping for a couple of drinks to relax.

The bartender at the bar froze. Seeing the three travelers brimming with vitality and cheerfulness, he felt inexplicably strange.

The small town was perfectly ordinary, but beneath it lay the City of Slaughter. Everyone who came here was either a criminal or someone who would soon become one. The air should have been filled with a suffocating, oppressive gloom.

Yet the handsome young man merely said in a teasing tone after entering, "Bartender, bring us three glasses of lemonade."

"Lemonade?"

The bartender wondered if they had wandered into the wrong place. Did the bar in the City of Slaughter sell lemonade?

A burst of uproarious laughter rang out. The drinkers at a table mocked them crudely. "What are you, a bunch of children? Who drinks lemonade? You're all virgins, aren't you?"

"That man can get lost. But the two women are quite pretty. Come over to Uncle here, hehe."

Crude and lewd voices mingled with their liquor-fueled courage, filling the tavern. They were a group of criminals to begin with, and after hearing that they could do whatever they wanted in the City of Slaughter, they became excited when they encountered such tempting targets.

A chaotic din arose as the drinkers at many tables set their sights on the two beautiful Maidens and began making lewd remarks at them.

But at that moment, a table was suddenly slammed, the sharp sound echoing through the tavern.

It was a handsome young man who looked just like a prince. Beside him sat a beautiful female companion with burgundy hair tied into two buns. Her large eyes were especially lovely.

The drinkers in the tavern had long known that these two were here. An old man had brought them in earlier. That old man had radiated an incomparably terrifying aura and had grabbed a drinker who provoked him, strangling him to death on the spot.

That provocative drinker had been a Soul Ancestor, yet he had not even possessed the strength to resist before being strangled to death.

The drinkers had been cowed. Until the old man entered the tavern's passageway leading to the City of Slaughter, none of them had dared entertain evil thoughts about the handsome young man and his companion.

However, when Lin Yu, Snow Empress, and Ice Empress arrived at the tavern, their thoughts became active again. The old man was gone, and this handsome young man looked so delicate and soft that his strength was clearly nothing special. Yet he still dared to slam the table so loudly.

"Brat, we were wary of that old man earlier, but he's gone now. Do you think you can walk out of this tavern alive?"

A drinker shouted shamelessly, raised a broadsword, and brought it crashing down toward the handsome young man.

Unfortunately, in the next second, his broadsword was snapped in two. Blood filled his mouth as he was sent flying and smashed into the wall, leaving a hole behind.

The handsome young man stood up, and seven Soul Rings appeared beneath him. He was actually a Soul Sage.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black.

The drinkers present fell completely silent for a moment. This brat's strength was actually so formidable.

But then a bone-chilling cold swept over them, enveloping the entire tavern.

The drinkers were instantly frozen nearly to death. They turned their heads and discovered that the two Maidens who had previously looked as beautiful as celestial beings had unleashed terrifying streams of Ultimate Ice with a wave of their hands.

Starting from their feet, the freezing current rapidly climbed upward, solidifying their thighs, torsos, necks, and finally the last pair of incredulous eyes they opened.

Even after they died, they could not understand why this group of people was so powerful.