Capital of Slaughter

Although the tolling bells announcing the founding of the Spirit Hall Empire had not reached the Capital of Slaughter, the upheaval outside had made this underground city more crowded than ever before.

As the Spirit Hall Empire launched an iron-blooded purge and consolidation across the continent, remnants who had lost the protection of their sects and desperadoes unwilling to submit swarmed desperately into this legendary lawless land beyond Spirit Hall's reach like headless flies.

The population of the outer city multiplied several times over in just a few days.

With so many people, the old simple, brutal rule of kill you and take your things no longer worked very well in the chaotic outer city.

To trade for desperately scarce clean food and water, a warped black market quietly took shape in the outer city, using Bloody Mary, broken weapons, and inferior soul coins as currency.

That day, a shabby, boisterous tavern in the outer city was packed with newcomers who had just fled in.

The air reeked of cheap blood and inferior tobacco.

"Damn, this is messed up! I was hiding perfectly well outside Heaven Dou City, then Spirit Hall's army just rolled right over us."

A scar-faced Soul Master gulped down a mouthful of murky liquid, slammed his cup onto the table, and cursed loudly.

"Have you heard? At that Execution Ceremony in Spirit City a few days ago, even the Clear Sky Sect's sect master was sliced to pieces. Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao is still locked in an iron cage, being displayed like a dog!"

"How could we not have heard? The world outside has completely changed."

Another thin man at the table lowered his voice, his eyes full of gossip and fear.

"I asked around before I fled in. Spirit Hall made such a huge