Hell Road

Tang San and Dai Tianyu were both intelligent people. They exchanged a glance and understood the Slaughter King's intention.

Walking the Hell Road is undoubtedly extremely dangerous.

But behind the danger lies the immense temptation of the Divine Slaughter's Domain.

The Slaughter King before them clearly did not want them to obtain the Divine Slaughter's Domain.

Dai Tianyu spoke first, his tone stiff and tinged with disdain:

"Stop talking nonsense. I'm here to see this Hell Road for myself!"

The Slaughter King was not angered by Dai Tianyu's words; instead, his gaze became more serious as he continued:

"You probably don't know how terrifying the Hell Road is."

"Fierce Tiger King, I hope you understand that a person only has one life."

His voice was low and carried a hint of warning.

Dai Tianyu sneered, a smug smile spreading across his face.

"You, the boss of the Slaughter City, are talking to me about life? Don't you think that's ridiculous?"

An even stronger red light flashed in the eyes of the Slaughter King.

His gaze shifted to Tang San, his voice still low:

"And you? Are you willing to accept my reward and become a distinguished guest elder of the Slaughter City?"

Tang San smiled calmly and shook his head:

"My purpose in coming here is to walk the Hell Road. Slaughter King, I appreciate your kindness. Please open the entrance to the Hell Road."

The Slaughter King's expression darkened further.

His gaze then turned to Fu Ze, but before he could speak, Fu Ze interjected:

Me too.

The Slaughter King gritted his teeth, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes, but he ultimately suppressed it.

His voice turned cold, with a hint of gritted teeth:

"I hope you won't regret it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, rings of pale red light emanated from the Slaughter King.

The halo spread out, enveloping the entire area in a dark red glow.

If it weren't for his reservations, he would have easily Destruction the three people in front of him.

With their current strength, the three of them were nothing more than ants in his presence.

But he can't do that.

He had already sensed it when Tang Hao entered the Slaughter City.

Now, that God of Slaughter is in the Slaughter City.

He has more important things to do. He can't afford to cause any unnecessary trouble.

"Since that's the case, then you shall walk the Hell Road."

The Slaughter King's tone turned noticeably colder, even carrying a hint of sarcasm:

"Traveling together on the Hell Road is quite a journey. If you can pass the trials of the Hell Road and become the next generation of God of Slaughter, please give my regards to your elders."

Tang San and Dai Tianyu exchanged a glance but neither spoke.

A thick red mist suddenly emanated from the Slaughter King, its immense aura forcing the three to retreat rapidly.

He had to retreat several dozen meters before he could barely withstand it.

The Slaughter King did not exude murderous intent, but rather an aura of extreme evil, a chilling cold that could freeze one's very bones.

The evil, cold red ripples slowly spread out, and in the blink of an eye, they had already spread throughout the entire area.

The Fallen Ones sitting in the stands were all unusually excited; they all hoped to see the Hell Road open.

However, what they didn't know was that their lives were coming to an end.

Apart from the God of Slaughter and the Slaughter King, no one has ever seen the Hell Road open.

Because everyone who saw them is dead.

Or rather, they all became sacrifices for opening the Hell Road.

The three quickly realized that although the red light emanating from the Slaughter King put a lot of pressure on them, it was not directed at them, but rather towards the surrounding stands.

The Fallen Ones, who had been cheering wildly, landed on the viewing platform as the red light appeared and gradually quieted down.

The eyes of each Fallen Ones gradually became dull, then turned bloodshot.

Before long, as the red light formed a massive barrier across the entire Hell Slaughter Arena, agonizing screams began to emanate from those who were the first to come into contact with the red light.

Those Fallen Ones by the red light seemed to have gone mad, frantically scratching their faces and bodies...

Those Fallen Ones survived in the inner city were mostly quite powerful, and at this moment they focused all their strength on themselves.

Those screams contained an intense, almost ecstatic pleasure, as if they were deriving boundless enjoyment from this self-torture.

Their skin was torn off, blood spurted everywhere, and they even pulled their own internal organs out of their bodies.

The madness continues until the end of life.

More and more Fallen Ones fell into this depravity, until it spread throughout the entire area.

Despite having experienced countless killings in this Slaughter City, the two men still turned pale in the face of the massive and terrifying situation before them, and their killing intent was becoming increasingly difficult to suppress.

A fierce glint of malice flashed in Tang San's eyes.

In his view, any human being, with even a shred of humanity, would be filled with hatred for the Slaughter City upon witnessing this scene.

Blood spilled onto the ground and began to congeal.

Large amounts of blood, like streams, flowed through inconspicuous, narrow pipes beneath the stands towards the center of the killing field.

Clearly visible, countless winding red liquids flowed into the arena like tiny snakes.

Tang San's fists clenched involuntarily, a strong killing intent surging within him, threatening to erupt at any moment.

"To become a sacrifice for the opening of the Hell Road is their honor," the Slaughter King's deep voice rang out.

By this time, the screams had gradually subsided. Apart from the three people and the Slaughter King, there seemed to be no other living person left here.

The blood flowed into the ground, but it didn't spread in a straight line. Grooves appeared on the ground at some unknown time, and the blood flowed into them, gradually converging into a huge blood-red pattern.

At this moment, the three of them were within the pattern, making it difficult to see its entirety.

Suddenly, a massive red light shot into the sky, instantly engulfing the three of them.

Everything around me became blurry. Only the deep, sharp voice of the Slaughter King echoed in my ears:

"Good luck on your Hell Road."

Under the crimson engulfment, the three of them simultaneously felt their feet sink into the void, and everything around them became illusory, with all their senses completely shut down at that moment.

The pain they couldn't control instilled a nameless fear in them.

What they couldn't see was that the killing intent emanating from each of the three bodies coalesced into a faint white ripple, protecting their bodies within it.

If it weren't for the presence of this murderous aura, they would have been truly devoured the moment the blood-red color spread.

His Soul Power was released on its own. In addition to the white ripples composed of killing intent, Tang San also had a faint blue halo.

Compared to the cold, evil, and deathly aura emanating from the blood-red light, the blue light emanating from Tang San, though not intense, was full of life.

The tenacious vitality firmly protected Tang San inside, not only isolating him from the bloody light outside, but also completely isolating him from the killing intent.

A layer of black aura also appeared around Dai Tianyu, protecting him firmly.

Only Fu Ze was holding on by relying entirely on his own Soul Power.

I don't know how much time passed, but with a violent tremor, all my senses returned.

The surrounding blood-red light gradually faded.

When Tang San fully regained consciousness, he found himself and the other two on a circular platform.

The platform is only about five meters in diameter, so it's not very big.

All three fell to the ground. Upon closer inspection, both men couldn't help but gasp in shock.

The situation before them was far more perilous than they had imagined...

On the other side, after sending the three to the Hell Road, the Slaughter King sneered and turned to go back.

Just then--

A massive, jet-black hammer came hurtling through the air, accompanied by a piercing shriek, and smashed straight toward his face!