Death God Arrives

Looking at everything before him, Su Yun Tao felt his fury burning, his entire body unable to stop trembling slightly.

"Little monster, what is wrong with you!" Yang Wudi asked with some concern.

"Old Yang, right now I only want to kill. No! I want to slaughter these beasts."

"Awoo!" Accompanied by a wolf's howl, corpse after corpse appeared at Su Yun Tao's feet.

By the time he walked to the Hell Slaughter Arena in the center of the inner city, the number of fallen humans who had died at Su Yun Tao's hands had already exceeded three digits.

With the black-veiled girl stunned and the fallen ones trembling in fear, Su Yun Tao walked into the Hell Slaughter Arena.

The Hell Slaughter Arena was a stage for the strong; if the fallen ones in Slaughter City did not want to be reduced to blood slaves for others to pluck at will, they had to participate in a Hell Slaughter once every year.

The rules of the Hell Slaughter were simple: as long as ten registrants were gathered, the slaughter would begin. Within these ten, any means could be used to kill one's opponents, and the slaughter would only stop when the other nine were all dead.

Covered in blood, Su Yun Tao finally calmed his mood. He took out his waist token to register quickly, then entered the Slaughter Platform at the very center of the Hell Slaughter Arena.

There were already six fallen ones on the Slaughter Platform; adding Su Yun Tao made seven. Once three more arrived, this slaughter would begin.

Looking at the blood-soaked Su Yun Tao, some of the six fallen ones felt a trace of fear, but more felt excitement. For these fallen ones whose humanity had already twisted, blood would drive them mad!

Before long, three more fallen ones joined, and the slaughter officially began.

"Kill this brat first!" a burly man grinned hideously, looking at the tender-skinned Su Yun Tao and wanting to taste his blood.

Su Yun Tao's expression was exceptionally cold; facing the predatory gazes of the fallen ones, he was fearless.

"Go to hell!" The burly man gripped his weapon, a spiked club, with both hands, leaped into the air toward Su Yun Tao's head, and smashed down with all his might!

A cold sneer curled the corner of Su Yun Tao's mouth. His Martial Soul instantly possessed him, and the next moment, his right claw easily shattered the burly man's spiked club and ruthlessly pierced into his chest!

Facing Su Yun Tao, who had taken the burly man's life in a single move, the eight fallen ones' legs began to go soft.

No one could truly be without fear of death. These fallen ones could ignore the lives of others, but they were most afraid of losing their own.

"Attack together!" A fallen one with a ferocious expression held a large machete and raised his hand to strike at Su Yun Tao's head with all his strength.

The other fallen ones faced the murderous glint. Su Yun Tao had already displayed his strength; the burly man, who was not weak among the fallen, had been killed in a single move by Su Yun Tao!

Facing such a powerful Su Yun Tao, the murderous fallen ones naturally knew that only by joining forces to kill him first would they have a glimmer of survival!

It was a pity, however, that a pack of wolves could hunt a tiger, but how could they hunt a dragon? Su Yun Tao's strength was the absolute king among the fallen! How could the status of a dragon be shaken by a few mere ants?

Although Su Yun Tao's emotions were constantly fluctuating, in the eyes of one with terrifyingly strong spiritual power, the actions of the fallen ones, while seemingly swift and violent, were actually agonizingly slow.

Su Yun Tao tilted slightly to dodge the seemingly fatal blade, and his left claw lightly swiped, easily tearing through this fallen one's heart.

Then, his right claw swept out casually, instantly slicing the throats of four fallen ones. In extreme terror, the remaining three fallen ones circled to Su Yun Tao's back, exerting all their strength to unleash the final attack of their lives.

Su Yun Tao did not even turn his head. With his spiritual power fully unleashed, he naturally knew the positions of the fallen ones. His claws blocked backward, and the sharp wolf claws instantly sliced through the weapons of the two fallen ones and pierced through their heads!

Immediately following, Su Yun Tao kicked out with his right foot at full strength, and the last fallen one spat blood, his body slamming heavily against the wall like a kite with a broken string.

In an instant, a full nine fallen ones had died at Su Yun Tao's hands. The fallen ones in the spectator stands were dumbfounded, even forgetting to gasp.

Su Yun Tao looked at the corpses before him, a cold sneer appearing on his lips, then turned and walked out of the slaughter arena.

To the side, Yang Wudi held his Soul Breaking Spear, his Spirit Douluo-level spirit power fully unleashed, the immense pressure suppressing the fallen ones so that not one dared to move forward!

From this day on, the number of fallen ones in Slaughter City began to decrease at a rapid speed.

One month later, Su Yun Tao had already achieved thirty victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena, and a full two hundred and seventy fallen ones had died under Su Yun Tao's wolf claws within the arena.

If one added the fallen ones killed outside the arena, over a thousand people had now died at Su Yun Tao's hands. Such a high kill count earned Su Yun Tao a nickname—Death God!

To the fallen ones, Su Yun Tao was a Death God. In just one month of Su Yun Tao's frenzied slaughter, the strange occurrences in the inner city of Slaughter City began to subside, because no one dared to commit any act that violated the bottom line of humanity in front of the Death God.

Three months later, Su Yun Tao killed the last terrified fallen one, achieving his fiftieth victory in the slaughter arena. By this time, no one in Slaughter City dared to sign up for the Hell Slaughter, because no fallen one could survive in front of the Death God.

Six months later, Su Yun Tao watched with boredom as Yang Wudi displayed his might on the Slaughter Platform. After Su Yun Tao achieved fifty victories, Yang Wudi began to enter the arena. The fallen ones, who had originally rejoiced that they had not encountered the Death God Su Yun Tao, met Yang Wudi, who was even more ruthless than the Death God.

Relying on a single Soul Breaking Spear, Yang Wudi, who could fight even Titled Douluo without using spirit skills, rampaged through the slaughter arena, invincible, and fought his way to the title of Slaughter God!

By the time Su Yun Tao and Yang Wudi had been in Slaughter City for a year, no one had dared to sign up for the Hell Slaughter for several months. The fame of the Death God and the Slaughter God had completely shocked the entire Slaughter City.

Su Yun Tao and Yang Wudi began to have nothing to do. The fear of the two led to no one in the entire Slaughter City daring to provoke them, and for the same reason, it became very difficult for the two to accumulate victories.

Because no one dared to voluntarily participate in the Hell Slaughter, Su Yun Tao and Yang Wudi could only wait for those fallen ones whose one-year deadline had arrived and were forced to compete.

Slaughter City, a dark and spacious room.

The King of Slaughter sat on an exceptionally large chair, which was inlaid with various crystals, highlighting the noble status of the King of Slaughter.

"My King, the Death God killed eleven people again today." A cold, feminine voice rang out.

"I know."

"My King, if this continues, the citizens of our Slaughter City will be slaughtered to the last by the Death God and the Slaughter God!"

"Hmph!" The King of Slaughter said coldly: "Do you think This Seat does not know!"