After that day, no one dared set their sights on Mo Lin again. After all, no one wanted to experience that heaven-piercing killing intent a second time. Everyone in Slaughter City knew that the Hell Envoy belonged to the Hell Demon, and thanks to Mo Lin's fierce reputation, no one dared provoke Hu Liena either.
With all threats outside the arena completely eliminated, Hu Liena began participating in Hell Slaughter Arena matches much more frequently. In the end, both Mo Lin and Hu Liena completed one hundred Hell Slaughter Arena matches within a year.
Mo Lin had secured his ninety-ninth victory in the tenth month. After that, he became Hu Liena's full-time support staff. From treating injuries and illnesses to handling firewood, rice, oil, and salt, he tried every service profession he could manage during those final two months—doctor, nurse, maid, cook, and more. At last, Hu Liena completed her hundredth match on the 365th day, and Mo Lin followed closely behind, swiftly completing his own hundredth match using the Puppet Mantra.
When Mo Lin tore his final opponent apart with Dragon Claw Hand, he began waiting for Slaughter King Tang Chen to arrive.
"Congratulations, young Hell Demon." A low, piercing voice suddenly echoed from all directions.
Yet Mo Lin did not feel as though anything was suppressing him. He raised his head and looked toward the figure descending from the sky. The moment he saw it, he immediately noticed something was wrong. Although "Tang Chen" still radiated powerful killing intent, Mo Lin could not hear even the slightest breath from him. His eyes were blood-red, yet utterly lifeless. This was not merely dull eyes devoid of luster. Mo Lin had killed so many people that he knew those were the eyes of a dead man. The tall man in