Winds Rise in Slaughter City, Strike First

After this little incident, Han Li and his companions changed into a different carriage and continued their journey towards the territory of the Slaughter City.

As they drew closer to the Slaughter City, order became increasingly chaotic.

Of course, the number of deacons in the Spirit Hall has also increased significantly.

However, in most cases, the deacons of the Spirit Hall would simply drive these people into this area and then ignore them.

Han Li knew that there were Soul Master legions stationed on the outskirts, and in fact, there were more of them than in Spirit City.

Entering is possible, but once inside this area, getting out won't be so easy, and they will periodically clear out anyone who enters.

After those people were driven here, if they didn't want to be captured by the Spirit Hall, their best option was to enter the Slaughter City.

They were not required to follow this rule; as soon as their tokens were displayed, they were welcomed into the camp.

The leader of the Soul Master Legion was a Soul Douluo whom Han Li had never seen before.

After exchanging greetings and learning of Han Li and his group's purpose, he hurriedly tried to dissuade them.

"Your Holy Son Your Highness, if you wish to gain experience, I can help you contact Soul Master deacons in various regions to assist you in the cleanup of Fallen Soul Masters."

"I would like you to reconsider the matter of entering the Slaughter City."

This Soul Douluo knew about Han Li's exploits, and his dissuasion was very firm, especially since several of them were going in together.

"Don't worry, I got permission from my master and the Grand Elder before I came. There's no need to worry."

"I'm here just hoping you can contact the messenger inside, give him a heads-up, inform the person inside about our background, and tell him not to try any underhanded tricks."

Han Li understood what he meant, but still shook his head and explained his purpose.

Soul Douluo tried to persuade him a few more times, but seeing that he still insisted on going in, he had no choice but to obey and leave.

"It seems that although you are not very active, you are quite popular among the higher-ups of the Spirit Hall."

Dugu Bo found a chair and sat down, jokingly.

"Well, after all, with Bibi Dong as an example, they all assume I have Twin Martial Souls and have already demonstrated my combat strength, so naturally they will take the initiative to gravitate towards me," Han Li replied with a smile.

"It's a pity, your ambitions lie elsewhere, and the one from the Qian Family is no less capable." Dugu Bo shook his head.

"What's so great about being the Pope? Just like you, you can do whatever you want, wouldn't that be wonderful?" Han Li flattered.

"I really hope your master can learn to speak like you," Dugu Bo said with a smile, not forgetting to make a sarcastic remark about Broad Hill.

"It would be better if you said this to your master in person."

The group chatted idly on the outskirts of the Slaughter City, showing no sign of tension.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, the Soul Douluo walked in from outside.

"Your Holy Son Your Highness, I have already contacted the people inside. You are welcome to enter at any time."

He bowed slightly, but his expression still showed some worry.

"Thanks. Send a report back to Spirit City, saying that we have entered the Slaughter City."

Han Li walked to his side, took out a token and handed it to him; it was his personal token.

"Go back and take this token to the nearest city, find the Seven Profound Sect Commerce Alliance. Tell them it's my order to give the brothers in the legion a little extra food. They can receive supplies worth no more than 100,000 Gold Soul Coin at a time, and can use it three times a year. Thank you for your hard work."

"Your Holy Son Your Highness, this..."

Soul Douluo was about to refuse, but Han Li stopped him.

"Don't refuse. You should know that my parents died at the hands of Fallen Soul Masters. Although we are all Soul Master, we are in the middle of nowhere. Considering the situation of those Fallen Soul Masters, the legion can only temporarily set up camp and cannot build towns or camps for you. Consider this a small token of my appreciation."

"By the way, this token will remain here from now on, and will be rotated and handed over with the legion. As long as the Merchant Alliance exists, my promise will be valid indefinitely," Han Li said earnestly, looking at him.

"Holy Son Your Highness."

Soul Douluo did not refuse again, but solemnly put away the token.

"Alright, take us there."

Han Li waved his hand, signaling him to lead the way.

"Yes."

Soul Douluo opened his mouth, but didn't say anything more. He turned and led the others out of the camp.

After walking for about ten minutes, Han Li noticed that it was a bit colder around him than before.

After a while, a dilapidated little town appeared in their field of vision, the kind with only one street.

The town could be seen from one end to the other, and most of the houses were dilapidated, except for a tavern in the very center, with scattered traces of people's lives around it.

At the entrance to the town, a person dressed as a waiter is waiting.

The Contra Soul Douluo stopped outside the town and looked at Han Li and the others. "Your Holy Son Your Highness, according to the agreement, we cannot enter. We can only escort you this far."

Han Li nodded without saying anything.

Soul Douluo then turned his gaze to the waiter. "Just send them in directly. The envoy should have informed you."

"Your Holy Son Your Highness, I cannot stay any longer. If he tries anything funny, you may kill him directly."

"May you have great success in your military endeavors."

After saying this, he bowed solemnly once more, then turned and left.

Han Li looked at the waiter in front of him and calmly said, "Let's go, take us inside."

Without saying a word, the waiter turned around and began to lead the way towards the tavern.

The group became more vigilant. Although they hadn't actually entered the Slaughter City yet, they were already aware of its existence. Furthermore, Han Li had warned them on the way here, so they naturally wouldn't act like fledglings.

Han Li surveyed the surrounding buildings and found that, just as the records indicated, the closer one got to the tavern, the more one could feel the cold and dark atmosphere.

Those who hadn't yet entered the tavern quickly distanced themselves from the waiter who was personally leading people over, hiding to the side and watching them warily.

Following the waiter, the group entered the tavern one after another.

As soon as they entered, everyone in the tavern focused their attention on them. Some even narrowed their eyes and turned to leave when they saw Dugu Bo.

"Kill them all."

Han Li glanced around at the people around him and then spoke directly.

Upon hearing Han Li's words, Dugu Bo did not hesitate at all. He waved his right hand towards the field and then made no further moves.

"Are you stupid? Are you trying to make us laugh to death?"

"Shut up."

Two slow-reacting individuals slit the throats of the person who had spoken earlier with a single stroke, and were about to turn around and beg Dugu Bo for mercy.

Then they saw that the first person who turned to run away had collapsed at the doorway.

"Dugu..."

They only managed to utter two words before collapsing to the ground.

Their fall seemed to have triggered some kind of mechanism.

People were coming and going in the tavern, and many were lying on the tables and on the floor.

Seeing this, Han Li turned his gaze to the waiter who had brought them in.

"Does Bloody Mary still need to be drunk?"

The waiter's expression didn't change at all, as if he hadn't seen their actions at all.

The waiter said indifferently, "You didn't need it in the first place."

"Then let's open the entrance."

Han Li didn't intend to talk to him much, and gestured for him to get to work quickly.

The waiter glanced at him, then silently moved the bar counter aside, revealing a huge hole.

A chilly wind blew upwards from below the cave, lowering the temperature in the tavern even further.

"Alright, let's go down."

Han Li turned to look at the people behind him, signaling them to activate their Martial Soul directly.

He had checked it out; it was only a dozen meters high. Although his Spiritual Power couldn't penetrate the surrounding walls, he could confirm that there was no danger below.

The group silently Martial Soul Possession, and led by Dugu Bo, they jumped down first.

Han Li waited a few more seconds before looking regretfully at the waiter who had retreated far away.

How come you're so smart?

After saying that, he also jumped down and disappeared into the tavern.

Only then did the waiter breathe a sigh of relief, move closer to the bar counter, and look down.

The next second, an ice needle flew out from the hole below, piercing his forehead, and his body fell into the hole.

The sound of the corpse hitting the ground with a thud and the sound of a fireball lighting up occurred simultaneously.

Han Li and his group looked at the waiter who had fallen in front of them before turning around and walking forward.

The group did not question why Han Li wanted to kill him, and followed behind him.

The reason is that each of them has a list of Fallen Soul Masters that they received from the Spirit Hall before setting off, contained in their Soul Tool.

And this waiter and the people from the previous bar were among them.

This list was deliberately prepared by Han Li, not to demonstrate justice, but simply because he felt it would be less burdensome to kill people this way.

He's not a good person. He's certain that being a good person in the supernatural world comes at a price, and he's unwilling to pay it. He's just a hypocrite.

Even though he had confirmed through his communication with his Good Son that the Faith Power could also be used to resist killing intent, and he also had Dugu Bo's weak evolutionary power to use.

But he still prepared this list, not out of any murderous intent, but mainly to give himself a way out.

In the downward-sloping passageway, the group moved forward silently, using their Soul Power to block the chilling aura from their bodies.

When they had walked about 1,500 steps, a cold voice suddenly came from all directions.

"Welcome to the Slaughter City. This is the capital of hell, a world filled with carnage. Here, you can get anything you want, but the price is your Life."

Hearing this voice, Han Li did not stop walking, but continued to walk forward.

Yes, the voice broadcast is good; that's his idea.

After turning a corner, a faint light appeared ahead. A pale red light flashed in Han Li's right eye and then disappeared.

"There's a doorway ahead, and there are people on the other side. I'll attack first, you all prepare for defense, and come in with me."

Han Li's voice rang out in the empty passageway, reaching the ears of the group.

With a flash of light, two Wing Blade appeared in Dugu Yan's hands.

On Shui Bing'er's side, ice elements quickly gathered in her hands, and an ice shield and a spear appeared in her hands.

Xiu'er and Dugu Bo exchanged a glance, but there was no awkwardness. Their Soul Power began to gather towards their claws and wings, respectively.

Han Li ignored their actions and instead threw a two-colored lotus flower directly towards the portal. He only spoke again when a violent energy fluctuation came from the other side of the portal.

"Enter."

As soon as they finished speaking, the group passed through the portal without hesitation and stepped into the Slaughter City.