King of Slaughter

"Martial Soul Summoning: Vampire!"

Dracula shouted, his entire body enveloped in blood-red energy. Behind him stood a bloody phantom, his martial soul, the Vampire.

Then, the sixth Soul Ring beneath his feet lit up. "Sixth Soul Skill: Vampire's Devouring!"

The Vampire phantom behind Dracula instantly swelled in size before charging fiercely at Qian Renchu.

Outside, Dracula might not even have matched a Title Douluo. Yet in Slaughter City, he had used this move to suppress more than one Title Douluo!

He was confident that even the Spirit Hall Pope would have to fall before him!

"You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!" Qian Renchu sneered coldly. Though there were no Soul Rings beneath his feet, he pushed his palm forward.

The enormous Destruction Angel behind him roared forth, slamming a palm fiercely ahead!

With a thunderous boom, just as Dracula's Vampire phantom was about to strike Qian Renchu, endless Destruction Power covered the latter's entire body.

Dracula's Vampire phantom instantly crumbled apart!

"Ah!" The Vampires and enforcers were all stunned by this sight.

Dracula was the number one man under the King of Slaughter. Even a true Super Douluo would have found it difficult to defeat Dracula.

Yet Qian Renchu had shattered Dracula's sixth Soul Skill without even making a move!

"Vampire Avatar!"

"Eighth Soul Skill: Bloodsucking Hand Crash!" Seeing this, Dracula directly unleashed his strongest skill.

In an instant, the Vampire phantom transformed into a hundred-meter-tall Martial Soul Avatar, then struck fiercely forward with its palm.

At that moment, everything within a hundred meters of Dracula shook. His Soul Power transformed into countless Vampire bats, which gathered into a massive hand that pressed down upon Qian Renchu.

However, before Dracula's giant hand could touch Qian Renchu, the latter had already turned into a bolt of lightning and teleported before Dracula.

"Not good!" The four Soul Douluo enforcers were startled at once. They hurriedly summoned their respective martial souls and Soul Rings, activating their Martial Soul Avatars simultaneously.

Blood Tiger, Blood Dragon, Blood Blade, and Blood Tribulus—the four Martial Soul Avatars charged at Qian Renchu together.

"Rumble!" Amid an earth-shaking explosion, the immense Soul Power within Qian Renchu surged wildly outward, forming one Destruction Black Dragon after another.

All the Martial Soul Avatars were utterly destroyed at that moment.

After all, even if Qian Renchu could not use his Soul Rings, the Destruction Power taught to him by his master, the Destruction God King, naturally remained unaffected by Slaughter City.

These five Soul Douluo were no match for Qian Renchu, no matter what!

In an instant, the four Soul Douluo enforcers suffered backlash and were blasted away in all directions, while Dracula was lifted into the air by Qian Renchu's grip around his neck!

This sight left every enforcer and fallen one trembling in fear.

The Spirit Hall Pope was indeed the Spirit Hall Pope, the leader of the soul master world. Even in Slaughter City, where the rules restrained him and suppressed his Soul Rings, he could still display an invincible bearing!

"I'll give you one chance. Tell the King of Slaughter to get out here!" Qian Renchu looked coldly at Dracula. "Otherwise, I'll crush you to death with one hand!"

"Hmph! Then go ahead and crush me!" Dracula said without yielding. "Without the King of Slaughter's permission, Slaughter City allows entry but no exit! Kill me, and you'll still be buried here. The great King of Slaughter will avenge me. I'll wait for you in hell!"

In Dracula's eyes, no matter how powerful Qian Renchu was, he could not possibly be a match for the King of Slaughter.

He was the number one man under the King of Slaughter. If Qian Renchu killed him, the King of Slaughter would surely avenge him.

"Then get to hell first!" Qian Renchu sneered coldly and tightened his hand slightly. Instantly, Dracula let out a shrill, pig-slaughter-like scream. "Ah! Ah! Ah! No! King of Slaughter, save me! Save me!"

"Whoever dares touch him will die without question!" At that moment, a powerful aura descended.

Everyone looked up into the sky and saw an enormous figure descending from above.

His entire body was blood-red and covered in crimson demonic patterns. A pair of huge red wings spread behind him, while an enormous scarlet cloak billowed in the wind.

"King of Slaughter!"

"Greetings, King of Slaughter!" In an instant, every enforcer and fallen one knelt down in neat formation.

"King, King! He is the Spirit Hall Pope! He wants to kill you! Save me, quickly, save me!" Dracula cried desperately, as though he had grasped a lifesaving straw.

"Don't worry, Dracula. With me here, this Spirit Hall Pope won't dare touch you. Otherwise, I will tear him into ten thousand pieces!" The King of Slaughter smiled smugly.

Dracula revealed an excited smile.

With those words from the King of Slaughter, he instantly became fearless.

"Ah!"

Yet in the next moment, Dracula's smile froze. His eyes widened, filled with despair and terror. His neck had vanished, reduced to ash by Destruction Power!

Immediately afterward, Dracula's body turned to dust in an instant.

"How dare you!" The King of Slaughter flew into a rage.

Dracula had been his disciple and protector.

Yet Qian Renchu had dared to kill Dracula right before his eyes.

In the next moment, the King of Slaughter hurled a punch wrapped in red light fiercely at Qian Renchu.

"The King of Slaughter is enraged!"

"The King of Slaughter has made his move!"

"The Spirit Hall Pope actually dared to kill Dracula. He's in trouble now." The enforcers and fallen ones were all thrilled.

The King of Slaughter was their absolute faith.

They were certain that the so-called Spirit Hall Pope would be smashed to death by the King of Slaughter's punch!

However, they were merely indulging in wishful thinking.

The King of Slaughter's punch did not land on Qian Renchu at all, but upon the latter's Destruction Power!

With a loud bang, not only did the King of Slaughter fail to break through the Destruction Power, he was instead knocked back.

"What?" The crowd wore looks of utter disbelief. Their faith seemed to have cracked at that moment.

"How is this possible?" The King of Slaughter was equally astonished. "You cannot use your Soul Rings, so why is your strength so terrifying?"

That punch from the King of Slaughter had been thrown in furious rage.

Although his strength was only around rank ninety-five, his body was that of a Demigod!

Even an Ultimate Douluo would be injured if they took that punch without going all out.

Yet Qian Renchu remained completely unharmed.

"Just as I thought. A mere Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast with the strength of rank ninety-five, and you dare call yourself king before me?" Qian Renchu sneered.

The fallen ones and enforcers fell silent.

Could it be that even the great King of Slaughter was still utterly insignificant before the leader of the soul master world?

More than half of their faith had collapsed.

"Don't get cocky!" the King of Slaughter shouted coldly. "Soul Skill: Nine Heavens of Slaughter!"