The Slaughter King

"Slaughter City"

The King of Slaughter sprouted bat wings from his back and turned into a blood shadow and flew out of the city. 🎀♠ 👌♨

As they marched, endless crimson light spread out, turning the purple moon in the city sky into a blood moon.

Just as he leaped over the city wall, a radiant golden figure exuding a holy and luminous aura came into the Slaughter King's view.

Sensing that aura, the Slaughter King's expression immediately changed, and a complex mix of emotions appeared in his eyes: fear, hesitation, confusion...

However, in the blink of an eye, all emotions were replaced by ruthlessness and coldness. With a flap of his bat wings, he once again rode the Yu Feng forward.

Landing before a narrow pit, the Slaughter King gazed at the golden figure not far away, his eyes lingering for a moment on the three pairs of gleaming golden wings. He coldly said, "Angel Martial Soul, you're from the Spirit Hall? Is the Spirit Hall going to break its agreement with my Slaughter City and fight to the death?!"

Faced with the Slaughter King's questioning, Qian Daoliu did not answer immediately, but stared in shock at the Slaughter King's pale and sinister face.

"Tang Chen?!"

As soon as the two words were uttered by Qian Daoliu, the Slaughter King's surging aura froze, and a look of confusion flashed in his red-glowing eyes.

Noticing this change, Qian Daoliu abandoned his plan to continue the massacre. Ignoring the growing number of black-armored Martial Warrior and knights gathering from the walls of the ' Slaughter City,' he fixed his golden eyes on the Slaughter King, scrutinizing his face, and asked in a deep voice, "Tang Chen, what are you doing here?"

He paused, glancing at the bat wings behind the Slaughter King and the dense, impenetrable aura of bloodlust emanating from him, his brow furrowed. He then asked, "You said before that you wanted to pursue the path to godhood. Is this the answer you're looking for?"

On the other side, ever since he heard the name "Tang Chen", the red light in the Slaughter King's eyes has been flickering, and his aura has become chaotic.

As Qian Daoliu continued to press the matter, the Slaughter King seemed to have lost his soul, staring blankly at Qian Daoliu and muttering to himself, "Tang Chen... Tang Chen... sounds familiar... Who is Tang Chen...?"

Noticing something amiss with the ' Tang Chen ' before him, Qian Daoliu's judgment, initially clouded by shock, returned, and a series of terms quickly surfaced in his mind: ' Slaughter City '... Divine Inheritance... God Trial '...

"Ah--!!!"

Suddenly, the Slaughter King clutched his head and howled, his eyes blazing with red light, his killing intent surging. He flashed across the ravine on the ground and pounced towards Qian Daoliu.

While in mid-air, his hands silently transformed into a pair of claws with long, sharp, blood-red nails, piercing straight into Qian Daoliu's chest. The dense blood-red light that had been surrounding him also suddenly erupted, surging towards Qian Daoliu.

Instinctively, the golden light emanating from Qian Daoliu's body expanded and enveloped him.

From a distance, on the dimly lit earth, the Slaughter King and Qian Daoliu were both enveloped by red and gold orbs of light, which collided and canceled each other out.

Slaughter Domain VS Angel Domain —!!!

"Clang—!"

At the point where gold and red light intersected, a golden longsword stood horizontally in front of Qian Daoliu, locked in a stalemate with a pair of blood-red claws. Visible ripples spread outwards from the point of contact, sweeping over several corpses not far away and instantly shredding them into a mosaic.

Amidst the deafening roar, Qian Daoliu had no time to ponder the strangeness surrounding Tang Chen. Grasping the golden Angel Sword, he unleashed a burst of holy light, sending the blood-red claws and their master flying.

In mid-air, horror and solemnity appeared in the blood-red eyes of the Slaughter King. The intense holy power made him feel as if he were facing the blazing sun in the sky, and patches of charred blackness appeared on his blood-red claws.

Qian Daoliu did not pursue, but stood still, watching Tang Chen, whose bat wings had trembled and stopped his backward flight, his golden eyebrows still tightly furrowed. "Your power seems to have weakened."

As the words fell, a flash of golden light appeared, and the person vanished from their spot, reappearing half a meter in front of the Slaughter King. The Angel Sword, raised high, slashed down fiercely, aiming straight for the Slaughter King's neck.

Seeing this, the Slaughter King let out a roar of unwilling anger, raised his hands to his sides, and ripples of blood-red light emanated from his body. The powerful blood-red light was not only filled with a corrosive aura, but also had a special energy fluctuation.

Within the crimson halo, the golden Angel Sword seemed to be stuck in an extremely viscous quagmire, its descent moving at a slow, inching pace.

At this moment, the Slaughter King did not let go of this good opportunity. He twisted and turned in mid-air, and his two huge bat wings on his back swung like sharp blades, slicing towards Qian Daoliu in front of him.

"That's... the ' Angel ' Martial Soul?"

On the wide city wall several miles away from the battle between the Slaughter King and Qian Daoliu, Yu Xiaogang finally arrived, his slightly reddened eyes watching the battle taking place in the dim sky.

At first glance, Qian Daoliu's brilliant golden figure caught his attention. The three pairs of brilliant golden wings were so distinctive that it was almost impossible for a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan like him to mistake him.

In the present world, as far as Yu Xiaogang knows, the only Soul Master who possess the "Angel" Martial Soul are the current Pope Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji, and the Spirit Hall's Grand Elder of Judgment, Qian Daoliu, a Level 99 Peerless Douluo known as "Wudi in the Sky," who has been living in seclusion for nearly twenty years!

Although Yu Xiaogang had never met either Qian Xunji or Qian Daoliu, he subconsciously ruled out the possibility of Qian Xunji.

"The legendary Wudi in the Sky, how did he end up in the ' Slaughter City ' and even fight the Slaughter King?"

With this question in mind, Yu Xiaogang watched the battle with a solemn expression.

Even though they were several miles apart, the sheer power emanating from them was already overwhelming for him.

In particular, neither side had yet revealed their Soul Ring at this point!

Having once felt his father Yu Yuanzhen's aura up close, Yu Xiaogang had to admit that, in comparison, his father Yu Yuanzhen was far inferior to either of the two who were fighting in mid-air!

Suddenly, a figure covered in ferocious black armor appeared in Yu Xiaogang's mind.

That man who calls himself Wu Wudi!

Without revealing their Soul Ring or using Soul Skill, they simply used their bare hands to easily crush and torment the brothers Tang Xiao and Tang Hao, the "Clear Sky Twin Stars."

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The two sides currently engaged in battle, although both possessing Martial Soul spirits, are clearly not using Soul Ring or Soul Skill.

It's clear that the Slaughter King's Martial Soul is some kind of bat-like Soul Beast, very similar to Hannibal's "Bloodsucking Demon Bat." The blood-red aura surrounding his body is likely a domain power similar to Tang Hao's "Deathgod Domain," except that Tang Hao's "Deathgod Domain" displays a chilling white light, while the Slaughter King's is a blood-red aura and mist.

Correspondingly, there is Qian Daoliu, who possesses the "Angel" Martial Soul. The legendary "Angel Domain," although its specific effects are unknown, has a bright, holy, and majestic aura that is like the sun, making it particularly out of place in the "Slaughter City," which is full of darkness, depravity, and Evil.

Yu Xiaogang silently analyzed the battle between the Slaughter King and Qian Daoliu, his reddened eyes fixed on the center of the battle, trying to absorb the nutrients that could make him stronger.

As he watched, Yu Xiaogang's brows furrowed involuntarily.

He discovered that the Slaughter King seemed to be no match for Qian Daoliu. If it weren't for the fact that Qian Daoliu was fighting away from home, and the environment of the "Slaughter City" was amplifying the Slaughter King and weakening Qian Daoliu to some extent, the Slaughter King would not only be slightly at a disadvantage, but his defeat would be obvious.

Just as the great battle outside the ' Slaughter City ' had attracted the attention of almost all the Fallen Soul Master, a figure covered in black armor silently arrived at the Hell Slaughter Arena located in the center of the ' Slaughter City '.

If a Fallen Soul Master were here at this moment, upon seeing this figure, he would most likely mistake him for a member of the Law Enforcement Team under the Slaughter King.

At most, the only difference was the style of the black armor; it looked more high-class than the armor worn by the black-armored Martial Warrior and the Terror Knight.

The figure in black armor held a luxurious dark gold ring in his left hand. A faint black mist emanated from the ring, clinging to his menacing black armor under the influence of an invisible force, making him blend seamlessly into his surroundings.

'Tsk~'

Ling Yi, once again donning the "Wu Wudi" persona, looked around and silently curled his lip. "A filthy place."

Actually, the ground of the Hell Slaughter Arena was relatively clean; there wasn't a single bloodstain on the dark brown stone slabs. Unlike the outer city, where blackened, dried bloodstains and various whitish, unidentified liquids were everywhere. Besides these, there were also some charred or stark white "firewood"—human limbs, all sorts of parts.

But in Ling Yi's "eyes," this "clean" Hell Slaughter Arena was actually dirtier than the outside.

It's not that there's no blood here; it's just that the blood is hidden deeper. The thick, nauseating stench of blood is hundreds or thousands of times stronger than in other parts of the "Slaughter City"!

In addition, on a spiritual level, Ling Yi also "saw and heard" the wails and screams of countless dead souls.

These are not souls, but rather the spiritual imprints left behind by the killers who died here, preserved by the unique environment of this place.

In Ling Yi's eyes, the dark Hell Slaughter Arena was like being immersed in a sea of blood, where bones and souls floated and sank, and the intense negative emotions were enough to drive any ordinary person with a strong will insane in the shortest amount of time.

Even those who have achieved spiritual cultivation will inevitably be tainted by the various negative emotions here over time, gradually distorting their character.

"Imminent—!"

Beneath the black mask, a glint of light flashed between Ling Yi's brows as the "Lin Character Seal from the Nine-Character Mantra empowered his mind.

An unyielding aura emanated from his mind, cleansing the gray-black spiritual energy that had gradually seeped out of Ling Yi's body.

This grayish-black color can only be seen on a spiritual level. It is an ethereal existence, not to mention the naked eye, even when perceived with mental power.

Those are negative emotions, encompassing all kinds of negative emotions including the seven emotions and six desires. To mental strength, these negative emotions are like a poison that Bone-Clinging Gangrene.

It's not the kind of poison that Blood-Sealing Throat, but rather the poppy that subtly corrupts the mind and body, leading people step by step towards madness and depravity.

Feeling the strange sensation in his mind after his mental energy was tainted by these negative emotions, Ling Yi suddenly thought of Tang Hao's "Deathgod Domain".

To resolve the invasion of these negative emotions, pure and extreme killing intent is a pretty good approach.

Under the tempering of killing intent, the influence of these negative emotions will be greatly reduced, and the suppression of others by the ' Deathgod Domain ' will be amplified.

The fact that the Asura God could so effectively utilize these negative emotions that ordinary people would avoid shows that while his strength is questionable, Ling Yi has certainly glimpsed some of his wisdom.

"As expected, there's no such thing as an easy path to godhood." Behind the mask, Ling Yi's lips curled into a smile.

But that makes it more interesting, doesn't it?

While Ling Yi was still "visiting" the core area of the "Slaughter City," the Hell Slaughter Arena, the battle outside the city had already reached a fever pitch.

The Slaughter King is very strong. In Qian Daoliu's eyes, even if the Golden Crocodile Douluo, who is currently stationed in ' Spirit City ', were to face him, even without considering the environmental constraints of ' Slaughter City ', he could at most remain undefeated.

If he were affected by the divine domain power left by the gods in the ' Slaughter City ' and his ability to use his Soul Ring and Soul Skill were sealed, Golden Crocodile Douluo would probably not last many rounds against the Slaughter King before he would meet his defeat.

Even for Qian Daoliu, if it weren't for the attribute advantage of the ' Angel Domain ' and the ability to mobilize some ' Angel Holy Light ' to enhance himself and offset some of the power of the God Domain, he would probably only be able to fight Tang Chen to a draw.

There's no way around it; the environment in the ' Slaughter City ' is too oppressive for outsiders.

Even though Qian Daoliu was Peerless Douluo of Level 99, who could be said to stand at the pinnacle of Soul Master on the Douluo Continent and had one foot in the edge of the God Realm, he still felt powerless in the face of the power left behind by a true god.

In comparison, Tang Chen, who was not in a good state at the moment, could not bring him any pressure.

With a single sword strike, Qian Daoliu forced back the Slaughter King, whose face was half covered in black demonic patterns. He then gathered most of the ' Angel Holy Light ' within his body and slashed down at the vertical sword in the void in front of him, splitting the space open in a way that was barely visible to the naked eye.

At that moment, the Slaughter King, whose pair of enormous bat wings transformed into two massive shields as weapons, charged forward once again.