Absolute Suppression

Tens of thousands of duelists charged toward Lin Yi in an instant, but he did not retreat in the slightest; instead, he met them head-on.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Dragon Storm!"

As a golden vortex spiraled continuously, those who had rushed forward were swept into it, their bodies shredded by thousands of golden gashes as if they were tattered rags.

In an instant, the entire arena of Slaughter City was filled with wails of agony.

"King of Slaughter."

The woman overseeing the proceedings immediately knelt before Tang Chen.

"This time, the successor of the Dragon God is bound to cause massive trouble here. Are we really just going to stand by and watch?"

"Do you think you have a way to stop him?"

The King of Slaughter gave a cold laugh, his hands resting on his waist as his gaze deepened.

"Since even This King cannot guarantee success, we had best wait and see how things unfold."

When the golden tornado vanished, only three thousand people remained in the arena.

Lin Yi saw that those three thousand were relying on their immense Soul Power to hold their ground.

It seemed they were no ordinary fighters; the real test was about to begin!

"I didn't expect you to be quite so capable, kid!"

More than three thousand people instantly formed a straight line, their lips curling into sinister smiles as they looked at Lin Yi.

"But no matter how capable you are, you will ultimately lose when facing us."

"Martial Soul Fusion!"

Watching them merge all their Martial Souls together, Lin Yi felt no fear, simply unleashing his sixth soul skill.

He hadn't given this soul skill a name, as he didn't even know if he would win.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Yi dove straight toward them. Before they could prepare their defenses, he struck like a sharp sword, whipping up a storm that shattered their fusion technique instantly.

Watching the three thousand-plus people scatter, Lin Yi did not hesitate, striking instantly to kill them in one blow.

The bodies falling like snowflakes left even the King of Slaughter feeling a sense of awe.

The power of the Dragon God truly could not be underestimated; even with only one divine ring, he possessed an irresistible might.

Once it was confirmed that everyone else had failed, the King of Slaughter immediately declared Lin Yi the Slaughter God of this generation.

He walked slowly toward Lin Yi and nodded at him.

"Young man, you are indeed an excellent candidate. No wonder the Dragon God chose you. However, you are already a god—must you still walk the Hell Road?"

"Of course I must walk the Hell Road."

Lin Yi gave him a calm smile. "I came here to temper myself. But before I go, I want to ask you: how does one become like you—filled with the aura of slaughter, yet remaining clear-headed?"

The King of Slaughter, Tang Chen, seemed surprised. He chuckled and took two steps forward before speaking.

"I never expected you to have the guts to ask me that. Do you know that everyone who asked me that before is dead, with the exception of Tang San?"

"I know."

Lin Yi smiled again.

"But I am not afraid of death, and I can muster the patience to wait for your answer."

"Kid, you are truly impressive."

Tang Chen shook his head slightly, clenched his fists, and spoke.

"I can tell you everything you want to know, but you must become a guest elder of Slaughter City. I need your power to ensure Slaughter City is not suppressed by others."

Lin Yi frowned. "If I become a guest elder, will I have to absorb anything?"

"No, you don't have to give up anything."

Tang Chen paused, then spoke again.

"I only want you to return to Slaughter City occasionally to suppress rioting crowds. As for anything else, I can handle it myself; there is no need for your help."

"That's fine, then."

Lin Yi nodded at him. "If that is the case, then being a guest elder is no problem."

"You had better think this through."

Tang Chen fixed his gaze on him again. "Once you truly agree, there will be no room for regret."

"I know."

Lin Yi looked back at him, his expression resolute.

"I do not regret the decisions I make, so there is no need for you to test me repeatedly. It is meaningless."

"Good lad, you really are a blessing sent by Tang San. Although you have killed so many, I feel that with your power, the number of casualties is irrelevant. After all, Slaughter City finally has a guest elder."

"Enough."

Lin Yi interrupted Tang Chen and looked at him once more.

"I only want to know how I can become as strong as you, Senior, to the point where I can suppress others just with my presence."

"Young man, you are already a god of slaughter. You should know that when you are filled with hatred, your resentment becomes your greatest weapon. Did you not notice this trait when you were killing just now?"

"But that is not what I want."

Lin Yi answered decisively.

"What I want is absolute victory, not success gained by losing my reason. Relying on turning into a beast to win is absolutely not the right path!"