Sealed Soul Skill? I Never Had One!

Dugu Bo's tone was clearly tinged with schadenfreude.

After speaking, he rose decisively and left, terrified of being forced to drink the blood wine.

In his seat, Long Xingyu's cheek twitched slightly, his eyes flashing with a fierce light as he watched that retreating back.

That old thing was definitely trying to disgust him on purpose because he had beaten up his captives not long ago!

So be it; there would be plenty of opportunities to settle the score later. His Majesty's mission could not be shirked, Long Xingyu thought with a muffled snort, raising his hand to pour the blood wine into his mouth.

"You're quite lucky; there are no other guests today."

The waiter's words held a hidden meaning, and he gave him a deep, lingering look.

He raised his hand, signaling his companion beside the bar to open the entrance hidden beneath the floor.

As if a seal had been broken, a thick, bloody aura surged upward instantly, gushing from the depths of the void.

Even Long Xingyu couldn't help but frown, recalling the intelligence he had gathered in Heaven Dou City; this place was truly worthy of being called the City of Slaughter.

This fierce, bloodthirsty aura was indeed compatible with the Divine Throne of Apocalypse and Slaughter. No wonder His Majesty had once said that he was the most suitable person for this mission!

"It's others who are lucky, not me."

Long Xingyu stood up and glanced casually at the waiter.

According to the rules of the City of Slaughter, if multiple people entered at the same time, they would have to fight to the death first.

The waiter's earlier teasing was about exactly that, unaware that the man before him possessed the strength to slaughter his way through this entire purgatory.

Without further delay, Long Xingyu leaped into the darkness.

After falling several meters, he landed steadily on the solid floor.

From start to finish, he released his spiritual power, quietly coating the surface of his body to avoid ambushes and traps.

Soon, his vision cleared; before him lay a long corridor that opened up into a vast space at its end.

A massive suspension bridge hung over an abyss, and the Gate of Hell appeared ahead, with countless Black Knights in black armor patrolling back and forth with weapons in hand.

"It's quite the spectacle..."

Long Xingyu strolled forward, observing in secret.

Compared to the Heaven Dou Empire legions he had seen on the road here, this unit could be considered elite.

But that was all; compared to the grand armies of the Holy Demon Federation, they were no different from green recruits.

One had to realize that in order to invade the Douluo Continent, Lin Feng had spent hundreds of years planning, constantly screening and reorganizing his troops. Those who remained to this day, even the lowliest soldiers, were elites.

Because of this, Long Xingyu's attitude remained indifferent after taking it all in.

That nonchalant expression was reflected in the eyes of the surrounding Black Knights.

The captain leading them was clearly displeased; he let out a soft snort and took the initiative to step forward, blocking his path.

"You haven't passed the test; you are not worthy of entering the City of Slaughter."

He planted his weapon in front of him, pointing it at the approaching Long Xingyu.

"You mean killing a competitor? In that case, I think taking you out will do just as well."

Long Xingyu didn't care, secretly circulating the spiritual power within his body, feeling not the slightest bit of stagnation.

Normally, after stepping into the City of Slaughter, the soul skills of the Douluo world would fail, leaving one to rely only on basic strength.

But he came from the neighboring Holy Demon Continent and was not a native; the local "rules" could not touch him, so they had no effect whatsoever.

Seal soul skills? Or even block the circulation of soul power?

What the hell does that have to do with me? I never had that stuff to begin with!

He drew his Holy Sword from his storage space, gripping it in his hand as he quickly met the attack, the blade shining with brilliance.

With a crisp, metallic clang, the Black Knight vomited blood and flew backward, his aura instantly withering as he died.

"How about that? Is this enough now?"

Long Xingyu was not a man who loved to kill, but he was certainly no saint.

Long before coming here, he had already learned about the situation in the City of Slaughter through Dugu Bo.

From prisoners to guards, there wasn't a single innocent soul; if you didn't kill, you would be killed. The logic was cruel but simple.

Deep within him, the Divine Throne of Apocalypse and Slaughter stirred faintly, a surge of intense battle intent rising that he had never felt before.

It seemed he had truly come to the right place!

Father-in-law, you are testing me along the way, aren't you!

After all, the Divine Throne of Apocalypse and Slaughter was forged during the era of the Great War between Humans and Demons; one could tell its nature just by the name.

But in the current Holy Demon Continent, Lin Feng had already achieved total unification long before Long Xingyu was born, leaving no opportunity for him to slaughter his way through.

And even after arriving on the Douluo Continent, for the sake of long-term interests, he could not simply go on a killing spree, limiting himself only to necessary combat.

Only the City of Slaughter was the exception.

He had no psychological burden, and he could act without any restraint.

By the time he achieved a Hundred Victories, he estimated that his compatibility with the Divine Throne would have reached its absolute peak.

"You killed him, therefore you have earned the qualification to enter the City of Slaughter. Welcome to death and hell."

Another Black Knight stepped forward, appearing to be of captain rank; his voice was cold and indifferent, unmoved by the death of his comrade.

He flicked a token through the air—the "identification card" of the City of Slaughter—which Long Xingyu caught without surprise, having already been briefed on it.

Turning away, he walked calmly into the towering gate under the gaze of countless Black Knights, where a woman wearing a black veil had been waiting for some time, welcoming him inside with a smile.

"Did that guy just now cheat?"

A moment later, a burly Black Knight appeared.

Beside him followed several men wrapped in black robes, from whom strange fluctuations faintly emanated.

Upon hearing the question, one of them shook his head, responding to the Black Knight Commander with a tone of astonishment and confusion.

"My Lord, we did not detect any fluctuations of soul skills."

"That fellow didn't even trigger the soul power within his body."

"It is simply too strange. Judging by the methods he used, he clearly mobilized some kind of energy, so why couldn't we detect it?"

Hearing this, the Black Knight Commander frowned and stared at Long Xingyu's retreating back; he paused, but chose not to pursue the matter further, as the rules here were flexible.

"Since he did not use soul skills, it does not count as a foul."

"A win is a win; the City of Slaughter does not care about such trifles!"

"Go throw that piece of trash's corpse away, and send a few people to keep a close eye on that fellow from now on."

The Black Knight Commander issued his orders and turned to leave.

Long Xingyu, having already walked far away, was unaware of these interludes.

Or rather, even if he had known, it would not have mattered; he was here to complete his mission.

As long as he steadily and surely accomplished everything entrusted to him by His Majesty Lin Feng, any other trouble was of no consequence.

"Welcome to the City of Slaughter. I am your Guide."

"Within the next twelve hours, I will answer all your questions."

"After that, you will officially become one of us and enjoy depravity and slaughter."

The woman leading the way spoke in a bewitching voice, explaining his doubts and filling in the gaps in his knowledge.

What he found most valuable was the information regarding the Enforcement Squad—these people could actually use soul power?

Moreover, the captain was a Title Douluo, and above them sat the King of Slaughter; to complete his mission safely, these two posed the greatest threats!

"Since you have just arrived in the City of Slaughter, I suggest you adapt to the outer city first."

"Even if you possess some special methods, the cruelty of the inner city is not something one can survive simply by being strong."

The Guide reminded him softly, and Long Xingyu agreed deeply, already forming a plan in his mind.

To allow the legions of the Holy Demon Federation to descend upon the Douluo Continent in batches, a stable, large-scale teleportation array was required.

Even if he were to dispatch only the elite, it would require complex preparations; burning the array patterns into the outer city should make things much easier.

"Very well, I do not require a novice protection period."

"You may leave; I wish to look around on my own..."