City of Slaughter

Small Town

The sunlight was dim, the leaves yellowing, and the hoarse cries of crows occasionally rang out.

There was none of the usual bustle of a small town. Few people could be seen on the streets, nor were there vendors and stalls everywhere.

A faint scent of rust lingered in the air, making one uncomfortable.

One tavern stood out in particular.

It was built from gray bricks, deeply mottled by the uneven marks left by time.

At the end of the path, two figures slowly appeared.

Their luxurious clothing seemed utterly out of place here.

They were none other than Pei An and Bibi Dong, who had come here together.

The Asura God's inheritance was here.

As the inheritance of a God King, Pei An naturally had to give it a try.

Even if he could not inherit the Divine Throne because he possessed the God of Life's inheritance, Bibi Dong could still try.

If neither of them could obtain the inheritance, he would still take away the Asura Demon Sword that contained it.

Naturally, he could not possibly leave such an opportunity for the future Tang San.

Of course, if the Asura God truly cheated and passed down the Divine Throne through some other means, there was nothing he could say about it.

Entering the Tavern

There was no drinking of Bloody Mary like in the Original Work. Pei An simply walked straight to the counter, took a Silver Token from his robes, and the Bartender respectfully bowed before leading the two of them inside.

Several patrons who had just begun entertaining Thoughts because of Bibi Dong's beauty could not help but secretly rejoice that they had not spoken in time.

They roughly knew the tavern's background.

For the Bartender to treat them with such respect, their identities were obvious.

They had practically picked up their lives again.

Spirit Hall and the City of Slaughter had an arrangement, so naturally they would not make things difficult for Pope Pei An.

That Silver Token was the symbol of his identity.

"Please wait a moment, my lords."

The Bartender felt around somewhere within the room.

The next moment, accompanied by the sound of turning gears, the gray wall before the three of them slowly opened.

Several Slaughter Knights clad in black armor emerged from within.

A low yet somewhat respectful voice sounded from beneath the armor. "The two of you from Spirit Hall, this way, please."

The two followed the Slaughter Knights into the passageway.

As their figures gradually vanished into the darkness, the door slowly closed and returned to the appearance of an ordinary wall, as though nothing had happened.

As they went deeper, the oppressive feeling grew increasingly intense.

After passing through the passageway, their vision brightened once more.

A city of dark black stood not far ahead.

A row of Slaughter Knights in black armor stood guard outside the city.

Directly ahead, a graceful woman wearing a black veil waited quietly.

Upon seeing Pei An and Bibi Dong arrive, she walked forward to greet them.

"My lords from Spirit Hall, I am the Slaughter Envoy sent by Lord King of Slaughter to guide you in familiarizing yourselves with the City of Slaughter."

Pei An's brows furrowed slightly as he said in a deep voice, "No need. We can manage on our own."

The Black-Veiled Woman was slightly taken aback by his words, her expression somewhat troubled.

But then, as though she had received some instruction, she nodded slightly. "In that case, please do as you wish, my lords."

Turning slightly to the side, the Black-Veiled Woman stepped aside and cleared the way.

Pei An cast a glance in a certain direction.

That fellow really was still uneasy.

Hiding his head and showing his tail was indeed the style of a beast that could not stand in the light.

After only one glance, he withdrew his gaze.

He would meet that man sooner or later, just not now.

They entered the City of Slaughter through its gates.

Bibi Dong gently tugged on Pei An's hand beside her and said softly, "A'an, this place really is as strange as the Great Worship said."

"I feel as though the Soul Power in my body cannot be mobilized at all."

Pei An said nothing. He merely reached out and gently held Bibi Dong's fair little hand.

A faint green glow emerged from his hand.

Bibi Dong felt a gentle force flow from Pei An's hand into her body.

The Soul Power that had seemed to be sealed by something could unexpectedly be mobilized once more.

Bibi Dong was merely startled, but she was not overly surprised.

In her heart, her A'an was omnipotent. It was hardly strange for him to accomplish something like this.

The domain laws of the City of Slaughter were certainly powerful. Even a Title Douluo could not escape their effects.

But Pei An was an exception.

He possessed the God of Life's inheritance within him, while his own Life Domain was also a God King-level domain, equal in rank to the Asura God's. Naturally, it could contend against it.

Even casually protecting Bibi Dong from its effects was no difficult matter.

With their ability to use soul skills, the two of them were already nearly invincible here.

The so-called Slaughter Arena was nothing more than a joke.

Still, some people did not know when to stop...

Pei An calmly swept his gaze over the surroundings.

Quite a few greedy eyes were fixed upon him and Bibi Dong.

Both possessed peerless looks, and in a place like the City of Slaughter, their allure was terrifying.

To avoid being constantly sought out by a group of blind fools later on, Pei An felt it necessary to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys.

"Dong'er, will you do it, or shall I?" Pei An asked calmly.

"I will."

Bibi Dong was thoroughly disgusted by those gazes as well, and she had long been irritated.

Light flickered within those amethyst-like eyes.

Purple crystal scales covered Bibi Dong's snow-white skin, lending her a uniquely bewitching aura.

Previously, Bibi Dong had not actually liked releasing her martial soul.

Although her two martial souls were powerful, they were truly somewhat ugly.

For a girl, that was difficult to accept.

But after Pei An gave her an Immortal Herb, her martial souls underwent certain changes.

Now, possessing them was not only not unattractive, but also gave her an additional bewitching beauty.

The Fallen Ones did not seem to realize that something was wrong yet.

Several of them walked forward with lewd grins on their faces.

Soul rings flashed around Bibi Dong's body.

Purple venom with terrifying corrosive power spread out like spider silk.

In no more than a single breath, the first few Fallen Ones to approach instantly turned into puddles of blood.

The other Fallen Ones watching from nearby were all struck with shock.

"A soul skill? How can she use a soul skill?!"

Bibi Dong's use of a soul skill completely shattered their common sense.

In the eyes of these Fallen Ones, within the City of Slaughter, no one other than the King of Slaughter and his guards should have been able to use soul skills.

A Title Douluo capable of using soul skills was an existence that was practically invincible in the City of Slaughter.

"Run! Damn it, run!"

The watching Fallen Ones scattered and fled, wishing they had two extra legs.

Although everyone here was a desperate outlaw, few of them truly wanted to die.

Bibi Dong and Pei An merely continued walking forward at an unhurried pace.

The purple spider silk continued harvesting the lives of the Fallen Ones.

Everyone in the City of Slaughter had committed countless evils, so killing them brought no sense of guilt.

The Divine Slaughter's Domain required sufficient killing intent. This was just the right time to accumulate it.