Saturating Fire

Bibi Dong couldn't help frowning.

Despite the perilous situation before them, she wasn't all that worried. The path ahead hung entirely in midair, but thanks to her Martial Soul's properties and the spider silk she could shoot from her wrists, she could easily keep herself from falling.

For the others, however, it would be a little more difficult.

Li Pu looked around. "The crimson aura here is several times denser than it was outside. Ordinary Spirit Masters can't withstand it! Especially after drinking Yellow Springs Dew, they'll be even more affected by this place. They might even succumb to it!"

Bibi Dong could sense it too: the crimson aura that constantly filled the air in Slaughter City. Under its influence, all the evil within a Spirit Master's nature was magnified, making Slaughter City a place of constant chaos and ceaseless killing, where lives were lost every day.

As a natural prison for Douluo Continent, it served its purpose well. Drinking Yellow Springs Dew in Slaughter City could ease the symptoms, but the drink was a liquid containing even more of the poison in Slaughter City's air—a more potent poison, in fact. That was how the city's fallen were kept under control.

Even those who came to gain experience would slowly become one of Slaughter City's fallen if they stayed too long and drank Yellow Springs Dew too often.

Bibi Dong mused, "So the Hell Road isn't just the way out of Slaughter City. It must also be the core of the entire city."

"Let's go."

In high spirits, Li Pu called out and took the lead along the narrow path.

"Be careful. This path isn't easy to walk."

Bibi Dong warned him.

"Just keep your balance. This is nothing I can't handle."

Li Pu walked as if on level ground, as though the path posed no challenge at all.

Bibi Dong had to admit that Li Pu was impressive. He was hardly like a twelve-year-old child. His even pace and powerful composure would undoubtedly make it easier for him to keep his balance.

If he made a mistake, she could catch him from behind in time.

The two of them walked on, a boy and a woman, one in front of the other on the narrow bridge. After covering a long distance, they could clearly feel the air growing hotter.

And it seemed the silence had broken. A faint sound came from all around them. It wasn't loud, but its rapid rhythm was drawing closer.

Bibi Dong tugged at her uncomfortable clothes and warned him, "Xiao Pu, be careful. Something's coming."

Li Pu vaguely remembered what it was. Several Bun Bombs had already appeared in his hands.

They had all been prepared in advance and stored in his Soul Tool.

The buzzing grew louder. Faintly, they could make out red shadows rushing toward them. There were so many—at least eight or nine hundred.

Soon they could see them clearly: blood-red bats, each about a foot long, with enormous wings that spanned over a meter when spread.

Bibi Dong immediately moved closer to Li Pu, turning quickly and pressing her back against his.

No matter how exceptional she was, she was still a woman. In the face of this terrifying, unfamiliar place, she couldn't help feeling a natural dependence on Li Pu, even though he was a child in her eyes.

But she soon regained her haughty air and moved a little away from him.

Looking at the swarm, Li Pu figured that after being bred in Slaughter City, these bats must all have cultivated for some time. They were all Soul Beasts; there were no ordinary bats here, especially not on the Hell Road.

He immediately hurled the Bun Bombs in his hands.

The thousand or more Blood Bats beat their wings together, whipping up a foul wind in an attempt to blow the Bun Bombs away.

Ordinary Bun Bombs could indeed be blown aside, but Li Pu had added weights inside these, making them difficult to dislodge.

He threw out dozens of Bun Bombs. When they were almost at their target, Li Pu snapped his fingers.

Explosions rang out one after another. More than a hundred Blood Bats were blown to pieces, while the shrapnel inside, driven by the destructive force of the blasts, continued to wound the bats farther away. Screeches rang out without pause.

The Blood Bats in the air seemed almost intelligent. They immediately scattered, then wheeled around in midair and surrounded the two of them.

Li Pu sneered. "Beasts are still beasts. What good does scattering do?"

"You should still be careful. Your Martial Soul is powerful, but can you really handle this many bats?" Bibi Dong said.

"And bats aren't like other birds. They have a special, keen ability to sense their enemies' attacks. Even mental power can't interfere with it. Unless your attack is faster than they can react, it'll be very difficult to hit them!"

"Then we'll saturate the area with fire. There are plenty of Bun Bombs in the Soul Tool. We have more than enough."

As he spoke, Li Pu took Bun Bombs from his Soul Tool and flung them out in a swift scattering shower. Bibi Dong followed his example.

There was no need for precision; they relied on sheer numbers.

Bun Bombs filled the sky, then burst open like fireworks, making for a spectacular sight.

No matter how many Blood Bats there were, their bodies fell like rain amid the booming explosions. Few managed to get close, and those that did were torn apart by Bibi Dong's spider legs.

Seeing this, the remaining Blood Bats could only retreat. They had suffered heavy losses before even reaching their enemies, and there was no point in sending the rest to their deaths.

As the Blood Bats fled, Li Pu laughed. "That's because it's me. Other Spirit Masters couldn't deal with a swarm of bats this easily without using Soul Skills. They'd probably have no choice but to run forward."

"You're right. The god who created Slaughter City probably never imagined someone as odd as you would come along. It's one thing for buns to be destructive, but you even stuff things inside them to make them more destructive!" Bibi Dong said with a laugh.

"If Slaughter City doesn't have what I need and the skill to forge it, maybe I can make something even more powerful."

Bun Bombs were still just buns. Compared to a flood of steel, they fell far short.

"You mean offensive Soul Tools, right? Soul Tool technology was lost ten thousand years ago. You can't just think something up and make it."

Bibi Dong thought Li Pu was being rather fanciful. Even if he wanted to research something like that, it would take time.

But she didn't know that the thing Li Pu had in mind wasn't an offensive Soul Tool at all.

Offensive Soul Tools still needed Soul Power to operate, whereas the things in Li Pu's memory could be used by ordinary people with ease.

Besides, offensive Soul Tools powered by Soul Power weren't all that destructive. They were nowhere near as effective as a single Dragon Whisker Needle, which could break through the defenses of Zhao Wuji, the Immovable Wisdom King and a Soul Saint.