Apart from those who were originally connected to Slaughter City, all the foreign soul masters entered Slaughter City, numbering close to a thousand.
One of the innkeepers with the highest cultivation said gravely, "Quick, seal this place off. Those fools think they've gained an advantage, but going in there is practically suicide!"
The pit was not deep, only around thirty meters. Tang San and the others used the walls for leverage several times and landed smoothly at the bottom.
Tang San narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up at the mouth of the pit. "Those people are about to come down."
"What do we do?" Dai Mubai asked.
Tang San said, "We'll leave this place first. Once they've all come in, we'll deal with them."
"But these people aren't Fallen Ones from Slaughter City." Oscar looked somewhat hesitant.
Tang San sneered. "Didn't they come here to enter Slaughter City? How are they any different from the Fallen Ones inside?"
"Little Ao, kill them. It's not like you didn't see how vicious these people were yesterday." This time, Ning Rongrong was the one persuading Oscar.
The group followed behind Tang San, quickly making their way deeper into Slaughter City through a passageway.
Behind them, the soul masters dropped down like dumplings into a pot, then hurried after them, though they still kept a certain distance from Tang San's group.
After advancing several hundred meters, Tang San and the others emerged from the narrow passageway.
Their view suddenly opened up.
Before them lay an extremely flat expanse of land. The soil was dark red, giving off waves of bloody stench.
A thousand meters away, a massive black city loomed indistinctly in the distance.
Behind them, soul masters continuously rushed out of the passageway and appeared within this vast underground space.
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