Slaughter King

A week ago, when Xiao Yin and Hu Liena had laid out their initial plan in that dilapidated house, they had already considered this issue.

To open the Hell Road, there was no way around the Slaughter King.

The conventional method was to accumulate one hundred victories, gain the right to challenge it, and have the Slaughter King open the Hell Road.

The other method was to attract the Slaughter King's attention and make him come looking for them.

Xiao Yin had originally leaned toward observing discreetly. After all, the Slaughter King ostensibly possessed the strength of a level ninety-nine Limit Douluo.

Drawing the attention of such an existence too early was extremely risky.

But a piece of information Hu Liena had revealed at the time had awakened him.

"Teacher once mentioned that the Slaughter King's condition seemed somewhat wrong. He rarely showed himself, and it was practically unheard of for him to personally handle Slaughter City's affairs. Most of the time, he conveyed his orders through the Slaughter Envoy. Teacher guessed that he might be under some kind of restriction, or... that there was something wrong with him."

Those words had abruptly reminded Xiao Yin of a crucial point from the original story—the one controlling Tang Chen's body at this moment was not Tang Chen's own consciousness, but the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King parasitizing him!

In order to suppress Tang Chen's consciousness, this Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast could not possibly fully unleash the body's power. It might even need to expend tremendous effort maintaining the seal, so it would not easily fight at full strength lest it give Tang Chen's consciousness an opening.

If that was the case... perhaps he could be bolder?

Xiao Yin had told Hu Liena then, "Don't go to the Hell Slaughter Arena for now. Hide