Hell Slaughter Arena

"Hmph!" Yang Wudi sneered and pointed the Soul Breaking Spear in his hand at them, frightening them into trembling.

The Black Veil Maiden hurriedly said, "Please calm your anger, my lord. We were blind to your greatness. We beg your forgiveness."

Su Yuntao waved his hand, then strode forward with Yang Wudi and entered this city, famous across the continent for its slaughter.

Although the Black Veil Maiden was afraid, she still quickly hurried forward and respectfully handed two waist tokens to Su Yuntao and Yang Wudi.

"My lords, everyone who comes to our Slaughter City receives a number. Your numbers are engraved on your waist tokens."

"Eight thousand nine hundred and seventy-three?" Su Yuntao murmured as he looked at the token in his hand.

Su Yuntao's number was eight thousand nine hundred and seventy-three, while Yang Wudi's was eight thousand nine hundred and seventy-four.

"My lords, I am your guide. If there is anything you don't understand, you may ask me. I will answer all your questions for the next twelve hours. After that, this place will be where you live from now on, and you will officially become members of Slaughter City."

"Oh?" Su Yuntao smiled. "May I ask where your Slaughter City gets most of its supplies?"

The Black Veil Maiden was clearly taken aback. Of all the newcomers who had come to Slaughter City, no one had ever asked that question before.

Su Yuntao and Yang Wudi silently stared at the Black Veil Maiden. She quickly recovered from her surprise. These two could take her life with ease, so she naturally wouldn't dare neglect them.

"Slaughter City doesn't produce any supplies itself. All the food, clothing, and other necessities here are brought in from outside."

Su Yuntao nodded and brushed off his Spirit Hall uniform. "I assume Spirit Hall is your main supplier from the outside world."

The Black Veil Maiden replied respectfully, "My lord is indeed well-informed. Spirit Hall, the organization you belong to, signed an agreement with our Slaughter City a thousand years ago. In addition to supplying us with necessities, Spirit Hall also guarantees Slaughter City's security."

"Oh?" Su Yuntao asked, "In exchange for Spirit Hall's support, your Slaughter City must ensure that everyone who comes here can never return to the continent, correct?"

"Exactly!" The Black Veil Maiden smiled. "My lord truly knows our Slaughter City well! Slaughter City does indeed forbid anyone from leaving. To get out, one must become the champion of the Hell Slaughter Arena and earn the right to challenge Hell Road."

"Once you've earned that right, all you have to do is make it through Hell Road to leave Slaughter City for good and receive the title of Slaughter God. But in the past thousand years, Slaughter City has produced only eight such powerhouses."

Su Yuntao nodded. He didn't resent Spirit Hall for supporting Slaughter City. Though it might seem that Spirit Hall wasn't exterminating these villains and Evil Soul Masters, they had all entered the cage that was Slaughter City.

In a thousand years, only eight people had made it through Hell Road and left Slaughter City. That number included Tang Hao and Bibi Dong, who had come here for Divine Slaughter's Domain.

While it still lacked the power to bring the entire continent completely under its control, Spirit Hall had chosen to leave one side open while surrounding the other three, using Slaughter City as a prison to force Evil Soul Masters inside. This greatly reduced Spirit Hall's enforcement costs and prevented the Evil Soul Masters from fighting back in desperation, while also minimizing their influence on the outside world. For the common people of the continent, Spirit Hall's actions were truly a boundless merit.

Unfortunately, after Spirit Hall was destroyed in history, Tang San cared only about killing, not cleaning up the mess. After defeating Spirit Hall, he happily ascended to godhood, giving no thought at all to the duties Spirit Hall had fulfilled for the continent.

The destruction of Slaughter City, the fall of Spirit Hall, and the scheming among the continent's major powers—all these factors eventually led to the rampant spread of Evil Soul Masters ten thousand years later.

"My lords must have come here to temper yourselves, right?" The Black Veil Maiden glanced at Su Yuntao and Yang Wudi's Spirit Hall uniforms, her expression thoughtful.

Su Yuntao said sternly, "Don't ask questions you shouldn't."

"Yes, yes!" The Black Veil Maiden nodded like a pecking chicken, cowed by the strength of Su Yuntao and Yang Wudi.

Su Yuntao smiled and headed straight for Slaughter City's inner city with Yang Wudi.

The human Fallen Ones in the outer city didn't have to worry about their lives. Not only did the outer city provide some food each day, it also forbade all killing.

But in exchange, they had to provide a cup of Bloody Mary every day, and each cup held a full half-pound.

Even the strongest person couldn't keep giving up half a pound of blood every day without suffering for it. As their bodies weakened, they had even less strength and courage to venture into the inner city. The human Fallen Ones in the outer city were kept alive only because their lives could continue to supply Slaughter City with blood.

Slaughter City was larger than Su Yuntao had imagined. Guided by the Black Veil Maiden, he walked for more than half an hour before he finally saw the inner city walls.

"Looks like the continent's public safety is worse than I thought." Su Yuntao furrowed his brows. He had begun traveling the continent at the age of twelve and spent ten years doing so. He had once prided himself on knowing the continent well enough, but even he couldn't help being shocked by the number of human Fallen Ones in Slaughter City.

It was no wonder, really. Su Yuntao was a Soul Master, and ordinary criminals wouldn't dare provoke him. That was precisely why he had never truly experienced just how dark life was for the common people of Douluo Continent!

"My lords, to enter the inner city, you must fight a battle in the Hell Slaughter Arena. If you survive, you may live in the inner city for one year. Killing isn't forbidden there, though, so if you're strong enough, you can get anything you want."

Su Yuntao said coolly, "In that case, lead the way. I'd like to see whether this so-called Hell Slaughter Arena is worthy of the word 'hell.'"

"Yes!" The Black Veil Maiden hurriedly replied. "With your strength, my lord, few in the inner city could rival you. The annual battle in the Hell Slaughter Arena is naturally hell for others, but for you, it's nothing at all."

Looking at Su Yuntao—with his lavish Spirit Hall uniform, handsome and dashing appearance, youthful face, formidable strength, and eyes that always carried a hint of disdain—the Black Veil Maiden thought of four words: He has powerful connections!

After entering the inner city, Su Yuntao's face turned livid, because all kinds of acts that crossed the limits of human decency were happening openly before his eyes.

Drinking human blood and eating human flesh seemed perfectly ordinary here. The inner city's Fallen Ones took the greatest pleasure in eating their opponents' corpses to make themselves stronger.

With the restraints of law and morality gone, the baseness of human nature sent a chill down Su Yuntao's spine.