Slaughter King

Anyone who came to the City of Slaughter and struggled on the edge of death every day would eventually fall into depravity. Especially men. Under such immense pressure, everyone needed some way to relieve themselves. But Qian Xunji did not. After every battle, he would return to that room to cultivate and help care for Man Yao. Once he left the small house, the Hell Slaughter Arena was his only destination.

Countless seductive women had tried to throw themselves at Qian Xunji, but all they received was his icy gaze and the chill radiating from his body.

It was not that Qian Xunji had no need to vent or satisfy himself. After all, he was a man. He simply wanted to do such things with someone he liked, rather than surrender his body in the sinful abyss that was the City of Slaughter. Besides, Qian Xunji was a germaphobe.

So whenever Qian Xunji wanted to vent, he killed more people. After all, these people were heinous criminals. Even if they all died, he would not so much as furrow his brow.

City of Slaughter, a dark and spacious room.

There stood an exceptionally enormous chair, inlaid with blue and purple crystals. The crystals formed the shape of a drum tower. Other than that chair, everything here was dark red.

"Great King, that traitor from the City of Slaughter and that man are getting closer and closer to a hundred victories. Should we begin making contact with them now?" A cold female voice rang out in the darkness.

"Do you think he is a true strong person?" the Slaughter King asked.

"Great King, I believe he is very strong. I can sense that he has sealed his own Soul Power and is relying solely on physical strength to fight in the Area of Slaughter. Even more frightening is his comprehension. Through killing, he has gradually mastered exceptionally brilliant Slaughter Techniques. Every strike draws blood. It is as though he was born for the City of Slaughter. His Killing Intent has nearly condensed into substance. One can only imagine how many people he has killed."

The Slaughter King fell silent for a moment. "Then do you think he can complete a hundred matches and challenge the Hell Road?"

"Completing a hundred matches is only a matter of time. But as for the Hell Road... I cannot say. I feel that he has hidden a great deal of his strength."

"There is no need to contact them." A Tall Figure sat down in that chair. His features could not be seen in the darkness, but his entire body appeared exceptionally thin and lanky.

"That man comes from Spirit Hall. He entered the City of Slaughter only for training, so it is impossible for him to join us. Not long after he arrived in the City of Slaughter, I received a warning from Qian Daoliu of Spirit Hall. I cannot touch him. Otherwise, the City of Slaughter would not mind having a new master."

"Although our City of Slaughter reached an agreement with Spirit Hall a thousand years ago, who knows when they may tear it up? If they join forces and pass through the Hell Road, allowing two Slaughter Gods to emerge at once, it could pose a tremendous threat to the City of Slaughter." A Girl in Black Veil gradually emerged from the darkness, her curvaceous figure becoming visible as she looked up at the Slaughter King with reverence.

The Slaughter King gave the Girl in Black Veil a cold glance. "I have naturally considered that. But what you do not know is the deterrent power of the Three Great Peerless Douluo still alive today, especially Qian Daoliu. He also controls the great power known as Spirit Hall. Our City of Slaughter still needs Spirit Hall's support. Without the Food Source they provide on schedule, we would have perished long ago. If not for that, do you think I would permit his existence?"

"After passing through the Hell Road, a Slaughter God can return to the City of Slaughter at any time. All we can do now is ensure, within the rules, that they cannot endure until a hundred victories, much less pass through the Hell Road." The Slaughter King's Blood Red Eyes drifted through the air as he drained the Bloody Mary in his cup in one gulp.

Just then, steady footsteps suddenly sounded from where the Slaughter King's gaze rested. The sound drew closer from afar, echoing through the empty room.

"Great King."

The arrival was a thin Middle-aged Man in Black Robe, dressed in loose black robes and kneeling on one knee before the Slaughter King. His figure was hidden in the darkness, making his features impossible to see, but his pair of Blood Red Eyes were exceptionally unnerving.

The Slaughter King said in a deep voice, "Do you know what to do?"

The Middle-aged Man in Black Robe slowly raised his head and nodded solemnly.

"Lord Slaughter King, I will kill them within the limits permitted by the rules of the Hell Slaughter Arena."

"That man should have at least one Soul Bone on him. Once you kill him, it will be your trophy. And there is also..." The Slaughter King waved his hand. A dense dark red liquid flew out before him. In the darkness, there was unexpectedly a massive Blood Pool before him, filled with thick blood.

He opened his mouth and swallowed the blood. In the dim light, two fangs could faintly be seen. Then the ruby ring on his finger flashed, and a piece of dark red bone suddenly appeared before the Middle-aged Man in Black Robe.

More precisely, it was something resembling a Spine Bone, except that other bones were connected to it. It was a Torso Bone, the most precious type of Soul Bone aside from an External Soul Bone.

The dense Soul Power spilling from it formed a dark red vortex in midair, supporting it. The entire bone was like a ruby, and the Soul Power flowing within it resembled melted ruby liquid, crystal clear.

Beyond the overflowing Soul Power, it also brought scorching heat. The instant the Soul Bone appeared, the surrounding space warped, and even the blood in the Blood Pool began drying up at a visible speed.

The Slaughter King casually glanced at the Middle-aged Man in Black Robe, whose face was filled with wild joy.

"The Soul Beast that produced this Soul Bone went extinct ten thousand years ago. It should have some connection to the Fire Dragon Clan of the Dragon Clan. Even in the thousand years that the City of Slaughter has existed, no Soul Bone of higher quality has ever appeared. Your Martial Soul happens to possess the Fire Attribute, so try absorbing it. Of course, there is still the risk that you may be unable to withstand the Soul Bone's power and explode and die."

"Yes, Lord Slaughter King." The Middle-aged Man in Black Robe respectfully held the Soul Bone in both hands, his eyes filled with madness. It appeared to be a huge gamble for him, but in truth, he had no choice. He did not wish to disobey the Slaughter King's command, nor did he dare to.

Moreover, after spending so long in the City of Slaughter, his personality had already become somewhat twisted. As long as he could grow stronger, survive, and become even stronger, he would attempt it no matter how great the risk.

"Leave that traitor from the City of Slaughter to This King. I will make her understand that once she is a person of the City of Slaughter, she will remain one for life! Hahaha!" The Slaughter King's sinister and terrifying voice echoed through the room, making one shudder with fear.

"Xue Tu, the extent to which the Soul Bone I have given you this time can improve you depends on your own ability. This King has only one demand: kill that man for me. Clean up every trace completely. No one must know that I ordered you to do it. Do you understand?" the Slaughter King said.

Xue Tu, the Middle-aged Man in Black Robe, said, "Great King, Xue Tu understands."

"Fine. Leave." The Slaughter King waved his hand.

"Yes, Xue Tu takes his leave."

Watching the Middle-aged Man in Black Robe, whose aura had clearly strengthened, gradually disappear into the darkness, the Girl in Black Veil could not help reminding the Slaughter King, "Great King, is this price not too great...?"

Before she could finish speaking, two Blood Red beams shot from the Slaughter King's eyes. The surrounding air immediately became thick, and an intense bloody smell spread everywhere. The Girl in Black Veil let out a miserable scream and curled up in the corner, trembling violently.

"Are you teaching me how to act? Do not think that because I favor you, you can speak carelessly whenever you wish. The City of Slaughter can no longer allow two Slaughter Gods to appear. Yet the Hell Road is likely nothing to that man. No matter how great the price, as long as he can be kept in the City of Slaughter forever, it will all be worth it," the Slaughter King said.

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