Within a black castle in the City of Slaughter, in a dark and spacious chamber, a tall, thin man dressed in a blood-red formal robe sat upon an exceptionally large chair. His appearance was utterly terrifying, like a demon from hell.
The man before them was the ruler of the City of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter. The King of Slaughter's blood-red, man-eating pupils silently watched the footage before him, showing Bibi Han fighting in the Hell Slaughter Arena.
Looking at the Clear Sky Hammer in Bibi Han's hand, the King of Slaughter's lips curled into a cold smile. "In a thousand years, you are the third Clear Sky Sect Disciple to enter the City of Slaughter."
At that moment, a voice rang out. "King of Slaughter, it seems you've been living quite comfortably." The voice arrived before its owner did.
Hearing this, the King of Slaughter frowned. His lazy demeanor turned serious as he looked toward the door.
The tightly shut doors were pushed open, and a woman entered, dressed in a luxurious black robe embroidered with golden patterns. She wore the Nine-Curved Purple Gold Crown and held the Angel Scepter. The newcomer was Bibi Dong.
The King of Slaughter's expression shifted slightly. "So it's you, Bibi Dong. Why have you come to my City of Slaughter instead of staying properly in your Spirit Hall?"
"Don't you know perfectly well why I came? You cannot touch that child." Bibi Dong spoke indifferently, her tone leaving no room for doubt.
The King of Slaughter gave a mocking smile. "I thought I'd mistaken it at first. I never expected the dignified Pope of Spirit Hall to truly protect a junior from the Clear Sky Sect. Since when have your Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect been on such good terms?"