[Remember to check in, Qialuo~]
When Qian Xunji arrived at the tavern by the entrance to Slaughter City, a notification from the system appeared before him.
Check in for rewards. If you don't, you're not human.
He opened the system panel and tapped the check-in button.
[Check-in successful. Received Ice Heart Technique.]
Ice Heart Technique?
An inner cultivation technique for calming the mind and focusing the spirit. Its core mantra was, "With a heart as clear as ice, even the sky's collapse won't startle you."
After cultivating it, one could remain absolutely calm and block the erosion of all kinds of emotions from the outside world.
What a good thing to have.
With the Ice Heart Technique bestowed by System Mother, he no longer had to worry about the Rakshasa God making a move against him.
Even with his spiritual power at the Divine Origin Realm, Qian Xunji wouldn't arrogantly assume he could completely fend off a sneak attack from a First-Level God.
Before formally entering Slaughter City, Qian Xunji spent three days cultivating and successfully mastered the basics.
Then he lifted the floorboards and went down.
He made his way through the long tunnel, scoured by blood-scented, chill winds, and arrived in Slaughter City.
The moment he stepped into Slaughter City, he felt uncomfortable all over.
Evil, murderous energy filled the air around him. It was like being in an environment with one hundred percent humidity, making it difficult to breathe.
An invisible force, as though it came from heaven and earth itself, pressed down on him, weakening his strength.
Slaughter City was a Secret Realm built by Asura God, one of the Five Great God Kings of the Divine Realm, to select a successor.
A vast Slaughter Domain covered the entire city, sealing Spirit Masters' Spirit Rings and preventing them from using Soul Skills or drawing power from their Spirit Rings.
Even a Titled Douluo who came here would become an ordinary person with a powerful physique, since their Spirit Rings were sealed.
But this didn't apply to Qian Xunji, who possessed the God Rank Angel Domain.
The Angel Domain had been bestowed by Angel God, a First-Level God.
As they were both at the God Rank, it was on the same level as Divine Slaughter's Domain.
Though it was inferior to the Slaughter Domain, it wouldn't be completely crushed by it.
Qian Xunji assessed how much his strength had been suppressed and thought, I'm at the level of a newly advanced Titled Douluo. My Spirit Ring abilities are weakened, but I can still use them. That's enough.
"I am Griffith, the Nightmare Knight. You have violated the rules of Slaughter City. Defeat me, and you'll earn the right to enter."
At the end of the tunnel stood a hundred and one figures, all clad in full black armor. Even their faces were completely hidden beneath black helmets, making their features impossible to see. A hundred of them carried two-handed greatswords. Only one sat atop a black-armored warhorse.
The man riding the horse was the one who had spoken.
Qian Xunji, clad in Emperor Armor, said nothing. He simply raised his hand and used his Fourth Spirit Ability, "Angel Light Blade," summoning more than ten golden short swords.
He directed the swords to slay the hundred black-armored warriors wielding two-handed greatswords.
As for himself, he gripped the Golden Sword and unleashed a Half-Moon Slash, cutting upward and splitting horse and rider in two.
The battle lasted less than a minute. Qian Xunji had dealt with all one hundred and one black-armored warriors.
As holy power purified the evil, Qian Xunji benefited from it, and his Soul Power grew denser.
What surprised him was that killing the warhorse brought him a reward as well.
It reminded him that Spirit Hall's predecessor, the Angel Church, had grown by gathering faith through slaying evil Spirit Beasts and Fallen Soul Masters.
The Angel Qian Family had no idea how to manage things, nor did they know to use Slaughter City to raise Fallen Soul Masters and evil Spirit Beasts, gaining experience to rapidly strengthen the Angel Spirit.
One could only say that on the Douluo Plane, where even cutting off an enemy's supply route could be called an age-old stratagem, there was no point expecting a shred of intelligence from these foolish Douluo natives.
After dealing with the black-armored warriors blocking the tunnel's end, Qian Xunji continued onward and reached the pitch-black city gates.
Looking up, he saw four large characters: "Slaughter City."
He walked in through the gate.
Two rows of black-armored warriors stood silently by the entrance.
A woman dressed in black, her face covered by a black veil, emerged from behind the warriors.
"Welcome to Slaughter City." Her voice was quite pleasant. She swayed her hips as she walked up to Qian Xunji and gestured for him to come in.
Qian Xunji said nothing. He thrust his sword through the woman's chest. Golden short swords coalesced once more, hunting down the two rows of black-armored warriors.
He had nothing to say to Fallen Soul Masters, a gang of criminals.
These criminals who committed every evil under the sun deserved to be killed to a man. Not one could be left alive to prey on law-abiding, ordinary people.
The outer city of Slaughter City.
A group of emaciated residents, sallow and expressionless, hunched over with their heads bowed, heard the sounds of fighting and looked up.
Battles, corpses, blood flowing across the ground—such things were just part of everyday life for Slaughter City's residents.
But it was rare for an outsider who had just arrived in Slaughter City to dare attack the King of Slaughter's men.
"So much blood. If we collect a cup, we can live in peace for a whole month."
"What a waste. He even killed such a beautiful Slaughter Envoy with such a lovely voice."
"Does that outsider not know that the ratio of men to women in Slaughter City is horribly skewed, and women are incredibly rare?"
"The fight's over already? How about we take the Slaughter Envoy while she's still warm and put her to use?"
The instant the Fallen Soul Master's words left his mouth, a golden short sword controlled by Qian Xunji's spiritual power sliced his throat.
He never showed mercy to criminals who spouted filthy nonsense and obscene words.
The bodies of the Fallen Soul Masters Qian Xunji had killed were covered in golden, holy flames.
The flames burned away and purified the evil. The corpses melted like butter and vanished from the world.
With each shred of evil purified, he received a measure of holy feedback, and the Soul Power in Qian Xunji's body grew denser.
Using his Ninth Soul Skill, Mental Detection, he searched for Fallen Soul Masters hiding in the shadows, controlling golden short swords to snipe them from afar.
He left no corpses behind.
Repeating this process earned Qian Xunji a thousand kills in a single day.
A thick murderous aura coiled around him.
High above Slaughter City, in the Rakshasa Secret Realm, a divine thought left behind by the Rakshasa God in the city sensed the holy, bright, fiery power of Angel God—the very power she despised.
She turned her gaze toward the source of that power.
She saw Qian Xunji, clad in Emperor Armor, standing atop a roof and controlling golden short swords to kill from afar.
It was rare for her to see a believer who possessed Angel God's power enter Slaughter City.
"Not a Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul?"
"Most likely a Martial Soul Mutation, as mortals would call it."
It wasn't a Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, but one that looked like armor.
That piqued the Rakshasa God's interest. She decided not to act immediately and kill Qian Xunji.
An Angel Descendant who possessed Angel God's power, yet didn't have a Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul.
If he became the High Priest of the Rakshasa God...
Interesting, interesting. This could be quite fun.
But Soul Power at level 98 wasn't enough to become the High Priest of the Rakshasa God.
Only a level 99 Limit Douluo could qualify.
Bored and looking for amusement, the Rakshasa God began to stir things up.
She sent down a beam of purple light that hovered above Qian Xunji's head like an angelic halo, marking him conspicuously.
Her voice rang in the ears of every Fallen Soul Master living in Slaughter City.
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