Uninvited Guest

As the eyes of the entire continent focused on Lingyun City Lingyun Auction, a streak of brilliant golden light streaked across the sky, hurtling from the central part of the continent toward the northern part of the Heaven Dou Empire.

After such a long delay, Qian Xunji in ' Spirit City ' has finally sorted out the intricate relationships between the various forces on the Douluo Continent, and Qian Daoliu has also been able to free up some time.

Although Qian Daoliu couldn't offer Qian Xunji any advice on managing the Spirit Hall, let alone assist him in handling various matters, Qian Xunji had immense confidence with Qian Daoliu in charge of the Douluo Hall, making him more adept and as if divinely aided in handling matters.

It must be said that, in a sense, Qian Xunji's strengths and weaknesses are both very obvious. He is tough and can harden his heart at any time, which is very much in line with the mentality of someone in a high position.

However, his detachment from emotions often makes him more domineering than compassionate. Under his rule, the Spirit Hall operates like a high-speed precision instrument, allowing no room for error, and violators are usually eliminated.

The Spirit Hall is not just the Spirit Hall of the Angel Qian Clan Family; it also includes various Soul Master families that have joined over thousands of years and passed down their traditions from generation to generation.

Among these families, some are limited by the constraints of their Martial Soul aptitude, with the strongest being only Seven-Ring Soul Sage or Eight-Ring Soul Douluo. However, some have excellent Martial Soul quality and have broken through to the Titled Douluo level, becoming either elders or enshrined figures.

Elders below Level 95 are manageable; Qian Xunji's own strength is enough to subdue them. Although he still needs to consider the feelings of the other party and their family, in most cases, he has the upper hand, and the other party chooses to back down.

However, without the support of Qian Daoliu, Qian Xunji's orders would not be so easily carried out when facing the Third Offering and Fourth Offering figures above Level 95.

Just like in the original timeline, after Qian Renxue returned to ' Spirit City ' after her infiltration plan failed, she said to Bibi Dong, "From now on, we will each govern our own affairs. You manage your Spirit Hall, and I will manage my Elder Hall and Douluo Hall. From now on, you have no right to appoint any of the elders in the Elder Hall."

With Qian Daoliu's support, Qian Xunji is the Pope who truly controls the Spirit Hall.

Of course, this is also partly because since taking office, Qian Xunji has basically been in power by force and has not tried to win over the Soul Master families through interests, feelings, or ideologies.

This is also a common problem for most forces in the Douluo Continent. Apart from the two great empires, only the Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect will absorb Soul Master clans as affiliated forces. Even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect mainly absorbs unaffiliated Soul Master as its affiliated forces.

Even among the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire, the Xue Family of the former, is more like the leader of an alliance than the ruler of an empire. Only the White Tiger Dai Family has the assistance of the Spirit Cat Zhu Family. The Martial Soul Fusion Skill - Hell White Tiger determines that the two families can truly achieve a close relationship and have enough power to suppress most of the Soul Master families within them, making them cooperate in the implementation of various reasonable decrees.

Looking across the Douluo Continent, only the Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect truly united the strength of individual Soul Master clans to grow stronger.

This is because the [Angel · Qian Clan] and the [Clear Sky Hammer · Tang Family] have the absolute strength to suppress the many forces that have attached themselves to them.

Douluo Continent is ultimately a worldview where power reigns supreme.

Power politics, political skills, and personal charisma... these are often just icing on the cake when it comes to controlling a faction; only real strength is the key.

Back when he was still hiding in a corner of the [Water Wood Duchy], Ling Yi to cultivate his skills and build good relationships. While strengthening himself, he gradually wove a network, trying to make as many friends as possible and as few enemies as possible.

In many movies and TV dramas from my past life, when people in high positions advised others to back down, they would say something like "put the big picture first."

Ling Yi wants to be the one who "manages the big picture".

But clearly, even though his influence was enough to affect hundreds of thousands of people at the time, his weight was still not 'heavy' enough.

This can be seen from the fact that he was easily sent to the battlefield between the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire by a single letter from the Water Wood Duchy.

Although he had always intended to step out of that small puddle, come to the center of the Douluo Continent stage, meet more Soul Master, and see a wider sky.

But the meaning of stepping out voluntarily is completely different from being forced to step out prematurely!

It was that time that made Ling Yi realize more clearly that this was not the "equality for all" of his past life.

In his past life, he was willing to risk his life to have a chance to bring down the emperor, but in this Douluo Continent, no matter how much he jumps around, without a solid foundation of strength, he can only become a laughing stock.

[Heaven Dou Empire] Northern Territory, the ruins of the former Cold Stone Town.

Qian Daoliu hovered hundreds of meters in the air, looking down at the ruins below. His golden eyes immediately locked onto the relatively intact two-story building.

"A foul stench~"

A Qian Daoliu look of disgust flashed across Qian Daoliu's calm eyes. Without hesitation, he transformed into a streak of brilliant golden light once more, shooting straight toward the two-story building.

The doorway, now wide open, was emptied. Qian Daoliu did not touch the ground, and with a gentle flap of his three pairs of crimson-gold wings, he seemed to dive into the ground in the center of the first-floor hall.

As Cold Stone Town returned to silence, a figure clad in full-body black armor, his head and face obscured, quietly appeared outside the former Spirit Hall Branch.

Beneath the menacing mask, a pair of deep, dark eyes calmly gazed at the two-story building before them.

On the other side, with a slight spatial fluctuation, Qian Daoliu in a dim world.

No time was needed; his immense power allowed him to easily see everything before him. Several miles ahead, a black city lay sprawled on the earth like a colossal beast. The black city walls were extremely wide, with squads of black-armored Martial Warrior wielding heavy swords standing atop them. Above the city, about five hundred meters above, hung a purple moon, the Weiyi source of light for Qian Daoliu. Apart from the moon's illumination, the rest of this world was black, a dark, gloomy black.

Just as Qian Daoliu was still observing the black city, a group of people quietly approached him.

"The power of light?"

A cold voice rang out, causing Qian Daoliu to turn his gaze to the other party.

What I saw was one hundred and one people, and one horse.

Everyone was dressed in black armor, their faces completely obscured by helmets. One hundred of them, like the Martial Warrior on the distant city wall, were wielding heavy swords. Only the figure sitting atop a tall horse held a massive spear over four meters long, and his horse, like its master, was covered in thick black armor.

"You shouldn't have come here," the black-armored knight's deep, icy voice rang out again. "This is the ' Slaughter City.' A thousand years ago, we made an agreement with the Spirit Hall..."

"An agreement?" Qian Daoliu interrupted the black-armored knight, his voice cold. "Was what happened a few months ago also part of an agreement?"

Upon hearing this, the black-armored knight's pupils suddenly contracted.

Almost simultaneously, in the "Slaughter City" several miles away, a thunderous roar erupted from the central, irregularly shaped conical building, wider at the bottom and narrower at the top.

"Blood Dragon King! Blood Dragon King! Blood Dragon King —!!!"

In the oppressive, dark, Hell Slaughter Arena, Yu Xiaogang was covered in blood, with only a few bloodstains on his white mask, the Weiyi clean spot.

Like Yu Xiaogang, "Luo Sanpao," who had transformed into a blood-red, ferocious dragon beast, paid no attention to the shouts coming from all around. He remained vigilant while devouring the mutilated corpses on the ground. With each opening and closing of his blood-red maw, the cracking sound of bones being bitten off could be heard.

As "Luo Sanpao" continued to devour Yu Xiaogang, who had just suffered several fatal injuries, his breathing became stable again and grew stronger.

"Nineteen consecutive wins." Yu Xiaogang's face behind the mask seemed frozen, devoid of any expression. He silently calculated in his mind. "Not enough. Still too far from a hundred wins!"

Behind the white mask, glowing red eyes scanned the surroundings: 'I need more blood!'

Since arriving in the "Slaughter City," he has participated in nineteen killing matches in the Hell Slaughter Arena. Apart from the first three matches, none of the ten people in each subsequent match, excluding himself, survived, and all were completely wiped out.

But the number of people who died at his hands was far more than the one or two hundred opponents in the Hell Slaughter Arena; it was nearly five hundred!

Yu Xiaogang found it strange. The "Slaughter City" was not very big, at most the size of an ordinary city in the Douluo Continent, but the people here seemed to have an inexhaustible supply of food. Although many people ate the flesh and blood of others, there were still all kinds of delicacies in the inner city. Other things such as silks and satins, gold and jewelry, and even beautiful women were readily available.

If all of this comes from the outside world, why has no related information ever circulated on the Douluo Continent over the years?

Even he, the son of the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, had never heard of them before meeting the Tang Hao brothers!

Furthermore, the people here are mostly Soul Master Soul Master, numbering in the tens of thousands. This enormous number far surpasses the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and is even comparable to an entire Spirit Hall!

Are there really that many Fallen Soul Master in the Douluo Continent?

As a bloody killing ground where people die every moment, the number of people in this "Slaughter City" is unusually large.

This is because, in addition to having a sufficient number of people, there also needs to be enough replenishment to ensure that the number of people remains at a certain level.

Otherwise, without external replenishment and with internal infighting resembling the raising of venomous insects, all the Soul Master here would have died long ago.

"Roar--!"

As "Luo Sanpao" finished eating and roared, Yu Xiaogang shook his head and gave up thinking about it.

If he were still in Lingyun City, he might have been interested in these questions and devoted some of his energy to studying them, trying to figure out the secrets behind them.

At worst, he could ask Ling Yi for help. With the other party's wisdom, even if he couldn't figure it out at first, he would definitely find a way out in the shortest amount of time, and then unravel the mystery to find the answer.

Now, all he wants is to continue killing, to let "Luo Sanpao" continue to devour more blood and flesh, and to make himself stronger!

He didn't care where those Fallen Soul Master in the "Slaughter City" came from, nor did he care what secrets lay behind them. He only knew that only strength would allow him to stand before everyone after returning to the Douluo Continent and loudly declare that he, Yu Xiaogang, was not a piece of trash!

If given the chance, he would also like to find Wu Wudi and return the humiliation that Wu Wudi had brought him back then.

What do you mean by "You don't even deserve to die by my hand"?!

No moment was more unforgettable for him than that scene, which fueled his thirst for strength!

"Boom—!"

Suddenly, a series of explosions came from afar, and the ground beneath our feet seemed to tremble slightly.

The shouts and cheers in the Hell Slaughter Arena suddenly stopped, and at that moment, a blood-red light suddenly shone above everyone's heads.

Immediately afterwards, a black and red figure appeared in the bloody light, and then disappeared from the spot.

"That's... the Slaughter King?!"

In the Hell Slaughter Arena where you could hear a pin drop, someone suddenly spoke up and asked a question.

Instantly, the entire Hell Slaughter Arena erupted into chaos, with everyone shouting loudly. However, they themselves didn't even know what they were yelling about; it was as if they were merely venting all the negative emotions in their hearts.

Yu Xiaogang didn't call out; he just stared intently at the sky outside the arena with his red-glowing eyes.

He had just caught a glimpse of the figure that resembled the Slaughter King flying towards the outer city of the "Slaughter City".

Around the same time, in the central location of the Douluo Continent, in ' Lingyun City '.

"Everyone, this next treasure is definitely worth raising your paddles for."

On the top floor of the Lingyun Megastore, in a spacious and luxuriously decorated main hall, the annual auction was in full swing.

Qingqiu Xin, dressed in a well-fitting formal suit, raised his hand and pressed the button on the table in front of him. A gap appeared in the ground beside him, and a metal cylinder slowly rose up.

On top of the cylinder was a transparent crystal box, through which everyone could immediately see the contents inside.

It was a bone, fiery red, resembling the bone of a human's right leg.

"Soul Bone?" *N

The moment everyone saw this bone, they recognized its identity: the right leg bone, one of the six major Soul Bone parts!

Although it wasn't an extremely rare skull or torso bone, but rather the least valuable right leg bone, the mere mention of "Soul Bone" was enough to ignite the atmosphere at the scene.

As a treasure with a solid position on the "Soul Master Dream Ranking", the value of the Soul Bone has never been questioned. The fact that it can be called a "dream" is enough to show the Soul Master ' pursuit and desire for it.

"As one of the highlights of the first day's auction," Qingqiu Xin announced loudly, a bright smile on his face, as he surveyed the entire room, "This 17,000-year-old ' Bursting Scarlet Flame Right Leg Bone,' with the Soul Bone Skill ' Explosive Flame Poison Dragon Drill,' has a starting bid of 1.2 million Gold Soul Coin."

"The owner who consigned it for auction also said that if anyone can offer a water-attribute or ice-attribute Soul Bone of similar age, we can barter for it. The price difference can be made up with Gold Soul Coin or other methods; it's all negotiable!"