Hell Slaughter Arena!

The Black-Veiled Woman was somewhat surprised, but she had witnessed Yu Tianjun's strength and said nothing more.

"Please follow me."

The two changed direction and headed somewhere else.

The Hell Slaughter Arena was in the inner city. The moment they entered, the scene before them changed completely.

If the outer city was a place where the old, weak, sick, and crippled struggled desperately to survive, then the inner city was a paradise where the strong reveled.

It was wilder here, and even more lawless.

Some sold sex openly in the streets, while others killed openly in the streets.

In the outer city, these desperadoes still restrained themselves somewhat. With the Enforcement Team present, they did not dare kill casually.

But here, killing was routine. Along the way, quite a few people watched Yu Tianjun, only holding back because they feared the Black-Veiled Woman.

Otherwise, the young and handsome Yu Tianjun would likely have attracted the attention of many desperadoes.

Some desperadoes with unusual tastes might even regard Yu Tianjun as a beauty.

Led by the Black-Veiled Woman, Yu Tianjun saw a peculiar building.

The building was round, or rather, an irregular cone.

Its base was the widest, gradually narrowing toward the top.

It covered a considerable area, enough to accommodate a melee of over a hundred people.

As they walked, the Black-Veiled Woman explained.

"The rules here are simple. After entering, use your identity token to register, then wait for the match to begin. Fighting is forbidden while waiting. Every group entering the arena consists of ten people."

"No matter what method you use, as long as you are the last one to walk out alive, that is enough. Only one person from each group can emerge alive."

"Got it."

Yu Tianjun waved a hand and, without slowing down in the slightest, walked straight past the Black-Veiled Woman.

"A cup of Bloody Mary is required to enter the Hell Slaughter Arena."

When he was about five meters away from the Black-Veiled Woman, a black shadow suddenly sprang out and charged directly at Yu Tianjun.

"Hmph."

Yu Tianjun snorted coldly, stretched out his right hand, and tore off the man's head.

He found a cup on the corpse, but the blood inside had already spilled dry. With a forceful squeeze of his right hand, the head shattered across the ground, and blood sprayed into the cup.

Flinging the red-and-white mess from his hand in disgust, Yu Tianjun swept his gaze around.

Sure enough, after Yu Tianjun made his move, the ruthless scene immediately intimidated many people. Only two or three still dared meet his eyes.

Yu Tianjun ignored them and carried the cup straight into the Hell Slaughter Arena.

To become the Hell Slaughter Arena's champion, one had to win one hundred consecutive matches.

With nine people dying in every match, it meant paving a road to the Hell Road with nine hundred lives.

Nine hundred people were not that many.

Yu Tianjun poured the cup full of blood and brain matter into a massive container at the entrance, then walked directly inside.

"I want to register."

He took out his identity token. The registrar glanced at Yu Tianjun and silently completed the registration.

"Go wait."

The registrar's words were utterly emotionless. Clearly, he did not think much of Yu Tianjun.

So young, and a newcomer too. After this match, he probably would never be seen again.

Inside the Hell Slaughter Arena, ten contestants quickly gathered. The other nine all noticed Yu Tianjun, the young unfamiliar face.

They exchanged glances, reaching a silent understanding: crush the soft persimmon first!

Without any warning, all nine attacked at once.

In the Hell Slaughter Arena, there was no announcement that a match had begun. Once the group was full, the battle automatically started.

"Seeking death."

Yu Tianjun underwent Martial Soul Possession. Sharp dragon claws emerged, radiating a chilling aura.

Splat!

Splat!

Yu Tianjun twisted and swung a claw. The three people charging at the front were sliced in half at the waist.

The dragon claws remained sharp, but the dark red staining them sent the remaining six people rapidly retreating.

"Damn, he's tough!"

"Pretending to be weak to lure us in, huh? Nice one, brat!"

"Attack together, or none of us will get out!"

A Soul Master wielding an iron staff boldly attacked. Relying on his status as a Soul Master, he actually confronted Yu Tianjun head-on!

"Good!"

Yu Tianjun roared as his twin claws surged forth like dragons emerging from the sea, curling into fists.

Bang!!!

The iron staff Martial Soul snapped, and the Martial Soul shattered. A mouthful of blood sprayed from the Soul Master's mouth.

Without showing the slightest mercy, Yu Tianjun followed with another punch, blasting the man's upper body into a mist of blood.

"There shouldn't be any danger of surviving now."

Yu Tianjun muttered, then charged out again and killed the remaining five.

Blood splashed everywhere, and a look of exhilaration appeared on Yu Tianjun's face.

The world knew that dragons were lustful by nature, but it did not know that most dragons were extremely battle-hungry.

Especially dragons like the Golden Dragon, whose physical bodies were immensely powerful—they were practically the most warlike of all dragons.

For a moment, Yu Tianjun did not even want to leave so quickly. Controlling life and death here, killing whoever he wanted—this was the life a True Dragon ought to live!

The registrar stared at the scene, his mouth hanging open.

One person swiftly killing nine others was rare even in a place like the Hell Slaughter Arena.

When Yu Tianjun stepped down from the arena, the registrar's attitude was noticeably better.

"Your identity token has recorded one victory."

Yu Tianjun accepted the identity token and headed outside.

Seeing Yu Tianjun emerge so quickly, the Black-Veiled Woman raised her assessment of his strength another level.

"Be careful after your matches. Quite a few people lie in wait for newcomers like you who have just won."

Yu Tianjun nodded silently. One look at him was enough to tell that he had not taken her words to heart.

The Black-Veiled Woman said no more and took Yu Tianjun around Slaughter City for a while longer.

The day quickly passed, and the Black-Veiled Woman left.

The instant she left, more than ten people suddenly gathered around Yu Tianjun.

Clearly, they were the people who had set their sights on Yu Tianjun during the day.

Each one radiated a thick killing intent. Evidently, all of them had blood on their hands.

"This kid has a decent build. He should be able to squeeze out a few cups of Bloody Mary."

"Don't kill him. I need to have some fun with this little brother."

A criminal with a face like a flower chuckled, her eyes full of desire.

Yu Tianjun looked at them in disgust.

"Chaotic and disordered—fallen killing intent born purely for slaughter. Truly useless."

Yu Tianjun clicked his tongue twice. To the strong, this place was no less than paradise. No wonder these people had sunk into it and did not wish to leave.

But unfortunately, their days had come to an end.

Two minutes later, amid the mangled corpses strewn across the ground, Yu Tianjun carried several heads into a room that looked fairly clean.

He placed the owner's head outside the door along with the others. He would probably get a comfortable night's sleep today.

In the middle of the night, a graceful figure entered the tunnel beneath the tavern outside.

"Damn it, they're chasing me so closely. I can only enter Slaughter City."

Bibi Dong cursed under her breath and left behind a letter to stall Qian Xunji.

"Master, my heart is troubled. I remembered the Slaughter City you once mentioned. I have arrived; do not worry."

After writing it, Bibi Dong leaped down. Moments later, several figures quickly appeared.

Judging by the Soul Rings of varying colors around them, they were all at least Soul Saint-level experts!

Looking at the corpses littering the ground and the only clean letter on the counter, the leader's expression darkened.

"The scent of decay. The Holy Maiden did not kill these people. She must have left this letter."

"What do we do now?"

"Slaughter City is no simple place. Report to the Pope first."