The Stampede Incident

After the King of Slaughter left, Li Pu left the Hell Slaughter Arena.

After earning a hundred victories, the fallen no longer had to worry about facing an unbeatable opponent. Bibi Dong wasn't far behind, though, and the difference between them was hardly worth mentioning.

Once the two of them were done, the Slaughter City would once again be a free-for-all playground for weaklings.

Bibi Dong still wore the same black evening gown. It was beautiful, fit her perfectly, and its color was soft. It showed off her figure to perfection, swaying in time with her steps. Her heels struck the ground with a crisp click. In this blood-red Slaughter City, it seemed that the only sound was the scrape of her heels against the ground. Like a goddess who had descended to wander the mortal world, she came striding over, dazzling and radiant.

"Looks like I should pick up the pace, too."

"Only three matches left. There's no need to rush." Li Pu smiled.

"If I didn't have your method for neutralizing the killing intent, perhaps I wouldn't be in a hurry. I'd choose to suppress the killing intent that's enough to drive anyone mad instead," Bibi Dong said.

Li Pu said, "It's your choice. If you think you can do it, then finish all three today. It shouldn't be a problem for you."

"I just wonder who'll be unlucky enough to face you."

Bibi Dong looked at the fallen around them.

A chill of fear shot straight through their hearts.

"I have something to do. I'm leaving."

"My time hasn't come yet, so I don't have to enter the Hell Slaughter Arena. I'm leaving, too..."

"Ah! You damn well stepped on me!"

"Ah! Stop stepping on me! My face!"

In an instant, the fallen scrambled to find excuses to leave. Most of them simply hadn't reached their time to compete yet.

It was no exaggeration to say that Li Pu and Bibi Dong had slaughtered their way through the Slaughter City. And with Bibi Dong joining them, there was now another future God of Slaughter. As time went on, fewer and fewer fallen dared to compete in the Hell Slaughter Arena.

Many chose to survive on the matches they had accumulated in the past. Those who had run out of matches stayed alive by contributing their blood.

Compared to death, most people would choose to cling to life by a thread.

But Li Pu and Bibi Dong didn't care about rules at all. They went straight out and dragged people in to compete in the Hell Slaughter Arena.

Nobody wondered whether this was appropriate or not. It was perfectly normal. The rules of the Slaughter City's inner city were that anyone could do whatever they pleased, as long as they had the strength. Even the King of Slaughter wouldn't interfere.

Now two Gods of Slaughter had set their sights on them. How could they not be afraid? They still wanted to live.

They immediately turned tail and ran.

All four exits of the Hell Slaughter Arena were instantly packed with people, and a stampede even broke out.

Bibi Dong laughed at the amusing sight.

"Maybe nothing like this will ever happen again. I really have you to thank for it."

"If that senior were still around, this might have happened then, too. I heard that even during the last few matches of her hundred, she dragged people back to slaughter them."

Li Pu had no doubt that the Girl in Bear Skin had been a traveler who'd undergone trials. She'd dared to venture into the Slaughter City at just fourteen or fifteen, and she'd been a transmigrator, too.

Unfortunately, she'd torn open space and left before finishing her hundred matches. Otherwise, he might have been able to meet her.

"She might have gone to another world. I've never heard any rumors about her on the Douluo Continent," Bibi Dong said. She figured that in a world where even gods existed, there couldn't be just one continent.

"Once we reach a certain level of cultivation, we might get the chance to meet."

Like students at a top university, who came from all corners of the land and rose above the rest before gathering in one place to meet.

Li Pu believed they would meet one day.

Bibi Dong quickly dragged people back to complete her last three matches. They had no choice but to obediently accept their deaths, whether they wanted to or not.

After the final match, the others gradually returned to the Hell Slaughter Arena to watch, relieved that they weren't the unlucky ones on the field.

Once Bibi Dong finished, the King of Slaughter appeared as expected.

To keep the Hell Road from being opened at the cost of the Slaughter City's many people, he had ordered his men to keep more fallen from coming to Bibi Dong's final match.

Without Li Pu to draw them in, the lure of entering the Hell Road was still there.

The King of Slaughter warned Li Pu and Bibi Dong, "I'll say it again: the dangers of the Hell Road are not something you can overcome just by working together. Instead of becoming Gods of Slaughter directly, wouldn't it be better to become honored guests of the Slaughter City, free to come and go as you please?"

Bibi Dong sneered. "No need. I'm willing to rely on my own strength to pass the trials of the Hell Road and become a true God of Slaughter!"

"Very well. Then take a walk along the Hell Road. Traveling together on the road to hell should make for a fine trip. If you can pass its trials and become the new generation of Gods of Slaughter, you can come back and share a drink with us."

The King of Slaughter smiled. Since the two of them weren't within his hunting range, he had no reason to target them.

A thick red mist abruptly poured from the King of Slaughter and spread outward, gradually enveloping the entire Slaughter Hell Arena. It even crept up into the stands.

Some of the fallen saw what was happening and immediately tried to flee, but it was as if they'd been controlled and frozen in place.

"To become the sacrifices that open the Hell Road is your honor."

The life force and blood serum were continuously drawn from the fallen and converged on the arena platform. Nourished by their life force and blood, red lines gradually lit up across the platform, forming a vast, blood-red pattern.

Meanwhile, the killing intent gathered around Li Pu and Bibi Dong formed a faint white ripple that shielded their bodies. Without that killing intent, they might have been swallowed by the blood mist and turned into sacrifices the moment it spread.

As the light of bats' blood bloomed and enveloped them, they suddenly felt the ground vanish beneath their feet. Everything around them grew hazy, as if they were being transported to another place.

For a time, the two lost their senses and fell asleep. They didn't know how long passed. After a violent tremor, the blood light around them gradually faded, and they slowly awoke to find themselves on a circular platform five meters in diameter.

"Is this the Hell Road?"

Taking a closer look, Bibi Dong couldn't help drawing in a sharp breath. The scene before her was even more perilous than she'd imagined.

Everything around them was tinged a faint blood-red. Beyond the circular platform beneath their feet, which was five meters in diameter, lay nothing but a bottomless abyss.

Most striking was the narrow path in front of them, barely wide enough for both feet side by side. It seemed to be the only way out.

It was obvious how dangerous the very first step of the Hell Road would be.

"I wonder if this narrow path will even be enough to carry us across—and what terrifying things lie ahead."