Breaking Through

In the inner city, anguished cries filled the streets and alleys from time to time, yet no one paid them any heed.

Ling Chen returned to his room. After locking the door, he sent his consciousness to the Golden Dragon Pillar in Dragon Pillar Space.

[Martial Soul Origin]:

Tool Martial Soul: 7804 points.

Beast Martial Soul: 6791 points.

Body Martial Soul: 4 points.

Special Martial Soul: 2446 points.

[Martial Soul Enhancement Attempts]: 2. (Martial Soul Origin required for enhancement: 10000 points.)

Ling Chen's gains had been quite substantial. As his strength increased, he was accumulating Martial Soul Origin faster and faster.

But even now, Ling Chen hadn't accumulated enough Martial Soul Origin to condense a new Martial Soul. Naturally, enhancing the Green Steel Sword was now imperative.

Ling Chen poured Martial Soul Origin into the Green Steel Sword. It began to tremble violently, far more than it had during its previous, faint quivers.

"What's going on?"

For a moment, Ling Chen could barely keep hold of the Green Steel Sword. It seemed ready to fly from his hands at any second.

As he watched the Martial Soul Origin inside the Golden Dragon Pillar dwindle, the sword in his hands trembled even more violently.

With no other choice, Ling Chen gripped the hilt with both hands and thrust it into the ground, leaving only the hilt above the surface.

With the earth serving as its sheath, the Green Steel Sword settled down somewhat. Ling Chen poured in all his Martial Soul Origin at once.

A moment later, an immense force sent Ling Chen flying backward, and the Green Steel Sword burst from the ground.

The Green Steel Sword spun through the air, blazing with golden light as it underwent a transformation visible to the naked eye.

Its blade grew thicker, and its length and width increased slightly. When it fell back to the ground, it struck like a thousand-kilogram boulder, kicking up a thick cloud of dust.

"This..."

For a moment, the dust seemed to clog Ling Chen's mouth, leaving him unable to say a word.

He knew exactly how much his Green Steel Sword weighed. With his current strength, he could lift, at most, a little over ten kilograms. But after seeing that terrifying impact, Ling Chen wondered if he could even pick it up.

His small hand closed around the hilt. Ling Chen yanked hard, using so much force that he toppled backward and landed on his bottom.

"It's not heavy?"

Ling Chen weighed the Green Steel Sword in his hand, uncertain. It was only slightly heavier than it had been after the second enhancement.

"Strange... Did it fly too high? Or is gravity in Dragon Pillar Space different from the outside world?"

Ling Chen tossed the Green Steel Sword into the air. He didn't throw it very high, yet when it landed, all he heard was a sharp ring.

The impact was clearly nowhere near as terrifying as before, but it still exceeded what the sword's perceived weight should have been capable of.

"I see. This enhanced Green Steel Sword really is terrifying!"

The Green Steel Sword's extraordinary weight didn't seem to affect Ling Chen. In other words, whenever Ling Chen swung it, the force it unleashed came from its true weight.

"No wonder. I was wondering how a casual block could snap someone's weapon. It wasn't because the Green Steel Sword was sharp, but because its actual weight was absurd!"

Returning his consciousness to the real world, Ling Chen planned to run a few more experiments and, while he was at it, clean up some of the "trash" nearby.

Before Ling Chen could touch the door, he sensed several waves of icy killing intent.

"Shit!"

Ling Chen cursed under his breath. He hadn't expected his location to be exposed so quickly. He was still too green. There was no doubt about it—he was surrounded.

"Kid! Get out here! We know you're inside!"

Ling Chen didn't answer. Instead, he began to consider his options.

"Are these people in such a hurry to die? But if I don't go out, they'll probably find a way to break in. If I have to face this many people attacking me at once, I won't survive!"

Ling Chen peered through the gaps between the bricks. At least fifty people crowded outside his door, and every exit from the room had been blocked.

The situation was getting out of hand, but Ling Chen remained calm.

Ling Chen wasn't counting on Tang San and the others to come rescue him. On the contrary, he wanted to test his limits.

Before, he'd always put all his strength into every swing of the Green Steel Sword. This time was different. With just a little effort, he could slaughter them to the last man.

Outside, one man pressed himself against the door, listening for movement inside.

Suddenly, blood sprayed across the faces of those nearby. A head dropped to the ground, and its headless body collapsed after it.

Before the others could react, Ling Chen kicked the door open and charged at them with the sword in one hand.

"Pfft!" "Aah!" ...

Chaos erupted. Sword light flashed as Ling Chen reveled in the slaughter. The moves he'd once been afraid to use to kill in one strike now let him reap through the crowd like a melon patch, slaughtering them without restraint.

When the others saw Ling Chen charging straight at them, they swarmed toward him.

At first, Ling Chen had cut through several layers of the narrow encirclement, creating enough room to move around inside it. But as the circle tightened, the Soul Masters surged forward and attacked together, forcing Ling Chen back into the room.

"Damn it! Are you people ever going to stop?"

Ling Chen swore furiously. The Green Steel Sword in his hands had become a blur, but the attackers still charged him without a thought for their own lives.

Before long, this place would be buried beneath mountains of corpses and seas of blood. If Ling Chen didn't break out soon, he might lose his chance. But he didn't dare stop. If he did, the Soul Masters would engulf him and hack him into mincemeat.

After an hour of intense fighting, his arms began to ache, and Ling Chen could barely keep hold of the Green Steel Sword. The threat of death loomed over him. He no longer had time to search the corpses; he gripped the sword with both hands and swung with all his might.

Damn it! This was infuriating! Instead of going to the Hell Slaughter Arena, all these people had chosen to surround one little kid. Ling Chen even wondered if they were targeting him specifically.

The angrier Ling Chen got, the more he thought of these people as the endless zombies from an apocalypse—there was no end to them.

Just then, a massive hammer dropped from the sky, smashing everyone gathered outside the room aside. A figure appeared before Ling Chen.

It was none other than Tang San!

"Sorry I'm late!"

Only then did Ling Chen, covered in blood, let out a long breath. Tang San had made quite an entrance, but Ling Chen had to admit he'd arrived just in time.

"So many people bullying one child—you lot are something else! Aren't you afraid people will laugh at you if word gets out?"

Tang San pointed the Clear Sky Hammer at the Soul Masters. If anyone so much as moved, he would smash them to pieces!

Ling Chen shook out his hands and stepped on the corpses. He continued to absorb the Martial Soul Origin and Soul Rings from them.

"I'm telling you, Brother Silver, why waste your breath on them? This is Slaughter City. Let's just take them out!"

Ling Chen had barely finished speaking before he charged into the crowd and began killing again. Tang San seemed about to say something, but instead he began using the Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique, slaughtering enemies in every direction.

At the same time, Hu Liena emerged from some corner and began massacring the Soul Masters on the outskirts!

Some, realizing the tide had turned against them, fled for their lives. With the three demons gathered in one place, who could possibly stand against their slaughter?