King of Slaughter's Scheme! Sikong Zhen Fights a Hundred Alone!

"Hmm, let me think..."

Ye Han glanced at the somewhat reluctant Hua Mulan and said calmly,

"Little Yun Ying, I'm afraid I can't agree to your request."

Yun Ying puffed out her cheeks, wrapped her arms around Ye Han's arm, and pleaded pitifully,

"City Lord, please say yes. I'm begging you, pretty please~"

The strange sensation against his arm made Ye Han's body stiffen slightly. He smiled helplessly.

"Alright, alright, I agree. Mulan, go keep Little Yun Ying company."

Hua Mulan's expression froze. She cast a somewhat resentful look at Yun Ying, yet smiled as she said,

"Sister Yun Ying, are you sure you want to spar? I won't go easy on you."

As she spoke, she clasped her fists and cracked her knuckles, looking as though Yun Ying had ruined her plans and she wanted to devour someone.

"Yes, yes, yes! I won't hold back either!"

Yun Ying cheered and dragged Hua Mulan outside. Before leaving, she did not forget to turn back with a giggle.

"Thank you, City Lord! I'll treat you to something delicious another day!"

Watching someone leave helplessly, Shangguan Wan'er's eyes flashed with smug satisfaction.

"Wan'er, do you dislike Mulan that much?" Ye Han glanced at her in confusion.

Shangguan Wan'er froze. She wanted to say something, but ultimately did not dare voice it and changed the subject.

"City Lord, Lord Sikong should have obtained the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well by now, right?"

Ye Han shook his head helplessly, unable to understand what women were thinking.

Come to think of it, Sikong Zhen should have succeeded as well. He wondered whether any other factions had tried to stop him.

Slaughter City.

Inside the scarlet, blood-soaked grand hall.

"The Asura God King's Inheritance Ground is only fifth? What a joke!"

Seeing the contents of the Sky Screen, the King of Slaughter revealed indignation on his terrifying face.

The moment his words fell, a golden pillar of light descended from the Sky Screen, piercing through everything as it struck his body.

"Rumble—"

Amid the surging energy, each of the six soul bones within his body gained another five thousand years, all breaking through the fifty-thousand-year limit.

All nine soul rings of the Clear Sky Hammer increased by fifteen thousand years, transforming from eight black and one red into six black and three red.

When the pillar of light dissipated, four flawless fifty-thousand-year soul bones appeared in his left hand, while a blood-red handguard appeared in his right.

"Power! Such immense power!!"

The King of Slaughter's fury was instantly replaced by wild ecstasy as his gaze landed on the blood-red handguard.

[Quasi-Divine Artifact "Blood Demon's Fury": Passive · Fury [Attacks deal additional physical damage. When one's status falls below 50%, this damage increases by 30%], Active · Blood Rage [Gradually consumes 30% of current status and gradually grants a shield equal to a cumulative 40% of status. Lasts four seconds. Cooldown: sixty minutes].]

The equipment's description entered his mind, making him even more excited.

"Excellent! I never expected the Sky Screen to be real! It actually bestowed such a supreme treasure!"

But the next second, an intense tremor suddenly surged through his mind.

"Ah—"

The King of Slaughter clutched his head and dropped painfully to his knees, his face twisted as he growled,

"Tang Chen, are you still refusing to stop struggling? Sooner or later, I will erase your consciousness and completely seize this body of yours!"

"Only then will I have a chance to change the fate of being controlled by the Asura God!"

The King of Slaughter's heart was filled with unwillingness. Back then, the Asura God had captured him and brought him here as a guard beast.

In order to change his fate, he had secretly cooperated with the Rakshasa God and possessed Tang Chen, intending to replace Tang Chen in completing the God Trial and becoming a god.

Yet Tang Chen's consciousness had continually interfered with him, leaving him unable to take the next step!

"Damn it!"

The King of Slaughter abruptly raised his head toward the Sky Screen, greed and unwillingness surging in his eyes.

"The Sky Screen's power surpasses that of the Asura God. There may be opportunity rewards later that can help me destroy Tang Chen's consciousness. I must seize them firmly!"

"If another faction obtains them, I will pay any price to take them!"

Sunset Forest.

Under Sikong Zhen's continuous bombardment, the earth had been blasted to a depth of ten thousand zhang.

"Boom—"

Finally, with the last strike, the ground below collapsed, revealing enormous Dragon King skeletons.

One was icy blue, radiating frosty cold Dragon King pressure, while the other was crimson red, radiating scorching and berserk Dragon King pressure.

"Finally, the remains of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings! The purpose of this journey has been achieved!"

Sikong Zhen swept out his massive hand and stored both skeletons in the Fusion Space Cube.

"Old Gui, we broke through!"

Just as Sikong Zhen was about to leave, a sharp cry suddenly came from the south.

He turned and saw that the poison formation to the south had been broken. Yue Guan and Gui Mei had entered with more than a hundred people.

"Ah!!"

Yue Guan swept his gaze across the area. Seeing the devastated scene, he immediately cried out anxiously,

"Old Gui, we came too late. Someone got here before us!"

Gui Mei's gaze swiftly locked onto Sikong Zhen. He said darkly,

"It's not too late. The things are on that man. We only need to take them from him."

After seeing the Fusion Cube in Sikong Zhen's hand, a sinister greed appeared on Yue Guan's face as he leered.

"Hehe, no matter which faction you belong to, you should know what kind of existence Spirit Hall is on this continent. If you do not wish to become enemies with Spirit Hall, hand over the things!"

Holding the cube in one hand and placing the other behind his back, Sikong Zhen snorted coldly.

"You want them? Zhen awaits you at any time. Come and take them!"

At those words, Yue Guan and Gui Mei's expressions immediately darkened.

Exchanging a look, the two immediately released their respective martial souls.

The former's martial soul was the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, while the latter's was the mutated Gui Mei.

Nine soul rings descended around each of them, a standard configuration of two yellow, two purple, and five black.

Both were Rank 95, and their powerful auras instantly swept through the entire valley.

Seeing this, the more than one hundred people behind them released their martial souls in unison. All of them were six-ring Soul Emperors.

"We'll give you one last chance. Hand over the things!"

"This is not a negotiation. It is an order!"

Gui Mei's voice echoed through the valley like an ice-tempered blade.

A streak of lightning flashed through Sikong Zhen's eyes, and his voice boomed like muffled thunder.

"A pack of ants dares speak so arrogantly before Zhen?!"

The instant his words fell, Sikong Zhen suddenly unleashed the Five Thunder Tremor Drum martial soul.

Blue lightning coiled around his body as nine soul rings rose beneath his feet.

Black, black, black, black, black, black, red, red, red!

A soul ring configuration surpassing every known configuration unleashed a vast pressure that swept through the entire valley!

"Th-this... this soul ring configuration!"

Yue Guan and Gui Mei's expressions changed drastically as they cried out together,

"I can't see through his strength at all! He must be stronger than His Holiness the Pope!"

Yue Guan's body could not stop trembling as he anxiously said,

"O-old Gui, there's actually such an expert on our continent? Wh-what do we do? Are we just giving up like this?!"

Gui Mei also furrowed his brows tightly, but quickly steadied himself and said darkly,

"No! If we return like this, we won't be able to answer to His Holiness the Pope! We'll do everything we can!"

He looked toward the more than one hundred soul masters behind him and shouted sharply,

"Attack! Hold him back! Buy time for Elder Ju and me to unleash our Martial Soul Fusion Skill!!"

The more than one hundred Soul Emperors did not dare disobey. They answered in unison, unleashing all manner of soul skills as they charged Sikong Zhen.

"How can mayflies shake a tree!"

Sikong Zhen did not even need to use a soul skill. His shout boomed like thunder.

"Thunder Shakes a Thousand Miles!!"

The blue lightning around him suddenly swelled, sweeping forth like a surging sea of thunder.

Wherever it passed, the soul skills unleashed by the more than one hundred Soul Emperors were instantly torn apart by lightning.

"Ahhh!!!"

More than a dozen Soul Emperors in the front row were struck by the aftershock, their bodies shredded by lightning like thin paper.

"S-so terrifying!!!"

Their morale instantly collapsed. The remaining Soul Emperors trembled violently, the thought of fleeing rising in their hearts.

"Now! Take advantage of the distraction from his attack!"

Gui Mei and Yue Guan gritted their teeth and refused to retreat. When their gazes met, there was only ruthless ferocity in their eyes.

The two figures suddenly soared into the air. Their nearly overlapping roars exploded with the force of tearing wind.

"Martial Soul Fusion Skill—Polar Static Domain!!!"