Hell Road

After soothing Lin Yuan, Bibi Dong turned around without hesitation and lightly leaped into the center of the arena.

The battle erupted in an instant.

The two Soul Douluo didn't bother with rules. Like two maddened lions, they attacked Bibi Dong from either side.

Without Soul Skills to bolster her, Bibi Dong could only rely on her extensive combat experience and physical strength to hold them off.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The dull thuds of fists and feet colliding rang out across the arena.

The two men were immensely strong, and every blow they struck was lethal.

After a string of high-intensity clashes, Bibi Dong gradually fell onto the back foot.

Worse still, the internal injuries she had accumulated through frequent battles over the past two years suddenly flared up all at once.

A razor-sharp sensation of tearing shot through her body.

Bibi Dong's movements faltered, and her face instantly turned deathly pale.

One of the Soul Douluo seized the opening and slammed a powerful roundhouse kick into her side.

Bibi Dong grunted. Her body flew backward like a kite with its strings cut, crashing hard onto the stone floor. A streak of glaring red blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

A desperate predicament!

The other Soul Douluo leaped high into the air with a vicious grin, fists clenched. Like a heavy hammer, he aimed straight for Bibi Dong's head, intending to smash her to pieces.

In the spectator stands, Lin Yuan watched with eyes nearly bursting from their sockets.

He couldn't wait any longer!

He jumped down from the stone chair. While everyone's attention was fixed on the life-or-death struggle in the arena, he hurried over and stealthily made his way to the edge of the platform.

Lin Yuan hid behind a thick stone pillar, staring intently at the Soul Douluo about to come crashing down from above.

Without hesitation, he roused the pure power he had been steadily nurturing and accumulating within his body over the past two years.

The Nine Nether Beast bloodline inside him boiled over completely.

Lin Yuan's eyes turned a deep, inky black. An aura of utter, tightly reined destruction gathered furiously between his brows.

"Go!"

A thread-thin beam of black energy shot from Lin Yuan's brow, silent and soundless yet terrifyingly penetrating.

It moved so fast, and stirred no Soul Power at all. The Soul Douluo in midair never sensed it coming.

"Pfft—"

The black beam pierced the vulnerable hollow behind the Soul Douluo's left knee with pinpoint accuracy.

A stabbing pain shot through the man's knee, and the blood and qi within him instantly surged into reverse.

His supposedly lethal strike went wide as he lost his balance, smashing into the ground beside Bibi Dong and leaving a huge crater.

Bibi Dong was an exceptionally keen fighter.

She had no idea why her opponent had suddenly missed, but she would never let such a fleeting opening pass her by.

Enduring the pain coursing through her body, she braced one hand against the ground and suddenly twisted at the waist. Her long, beautiful leg lashed out like a deadly venomous dragon.

"Die!"

With a crisp crack of breaking bone, the Soul Douluo's neck snapped. His massive body crumpled limply to the ground.

Seeing his companion's gruesome death, the remaining Soul Douluo's fighting spirit faltered at once.

Now that their originally flawless pincer attack had been broken, his strength was greatly diminished.

Killing intent surged in Bibi Dong's eyes. Ignoring her injuries, she lunged forward.

After several vicious combinations, her purple-black-glowing hand blade pierced straight through the last enemy's chest.

As the corpse crashed to the ground,

the entire arena fell silent.

Then the announcer's trembling voice rang out above the arena.

"Rakshasa..."

"One hundred consecutive victories!"

"Rakshasa, are you truly unwilling to reconsider?"

Tang Chen stood draped in a dark red cloak, looking down at Bibi Dong from above the arena.

An extremely dangerous light gleamed in his blood-red eyes as murderous intent roiled around him.

He still admired the decisive woman before him.

If she would only agree, he was willing to give her one last chance.

Bibi Dong raised the back of her hand and casually wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

She didn't even spare the King of Slaughter hovering above her a proper glance.

"Put away that lofty, magnanimous act of yours. I have no interest whatsoever in this lightless rat hole."

Bibi Dong's reply was resolute. She turned and walked straight toward the spectator stands.

Tang Chen's expression darkened completely.

As King of Slaughter, he had never before been humiliated so publicly.

Bibi Dong reached the stone pillar and immediately spotted Lin Yuan hiding behind it.

Her exquisite face blossomed into a tender smile. She bent down and pulled the little darling, as lovely as a doll, tightly into her arms.

"Come. I'll take you through Hell Road and out of this wretched place."

Bibi Dong reached out a pale finger and gently pinched Lin Yuan's chubby cheek.

"Outside, there's a vast, wonderful world. It's not all endless slaughter. There's blue sky and white clouds, and more beautiful things than you could ever count."

As Lin Yuan listened to Bibi Dong describe the world beyond, he nodded his little head eagerly.

His clear, bright eyes brimmed with joy.

Tang Chen watched Bibi Dong's resolute departing figure from above. A flash of murderous intent crossed his eyes.

He stealthily flicked a finger.

A barely perceptible streak of blood-red light shot straight into the entrance to Hell Road.

Stimulated by this force, the evil spirits lurking in the passage instantly grew dozens of times stronger.

That wasn't all. Tang Chen also made several discreet hand signals.

In a corner of the stands, three trusted Slaughterers radiating powerful baleful auras understood his meaning.

They immediately became three blurring shadows and slipped into Hell Road ahead of time, hiding in the shadows along the route they were sure to take.

The entrance to Hell Road gaped like a bloody maw capable of swallowing anything.

The instant Bibi Dong stepped inside with Lin Yuan in her arms, an incomparably terrifying aura of slaughter surged toward them like a tsunami.

The air here was as thick as blood, and the stone walls all around them were dark red.

As the pervasive baleful aura gnawed at her, Bibi Dong felt her Soul Power growing sluggish.

Her strength was heavily suppressed by this space, and even breathing became somewhat difficult.

But Lin Yuan, resting obediently in Bibi Dong's arms, reacted in the opposite way.

Feeling the incredibly dense power of slaughter all around him, he was thrilled.

To the Nine-Nether Ao Bloodline in his body, this was the finest tonic imaginable.

Lin Yuan didn't hesitate for a moment before activating his Devour innate ability.

His body was like a black hole that could never be filled, and it began greedily absorbing the power of slaughter permeating the air.

Visible wisps of blood-red energy flowed in with every breath, endlessly pouring into his body and nourishing his limbs and bones.

Just as the two of them continued along the narrow stone path,

the blood mist around them suddenly churned violently.