Slaughter City, a Nauseating Stench

Ning Wen felt the warm, soft body in his arms tremble slightly, and a tender look flashed in his eyes.

Rest assured, I have never broken a This Seat.

[This Slaughter City city can't hold me!]

[When This Seat return, I will protect you for life, ensuring your safety year after year, and we will never be apart.]

Xiao Wu heard his innermost thoughts clearly, and warm tears welled up in her reddened eyes, yet she smiled sweetly.

She tilted her head slightly, closed her eyes, and her long eyelashes trembled gently, like a timid butterfly fluttering its wings, surrendering herself to this without reservation.

"Brother Wen... don't leave any regrets."

The gentle moonlight bathed the bed.

In the quiet room, all the anxiety, unease, and sorrow of parting transformed into the most sincere tenderness and commitment.

A quiet night, filled with tender affection, where silence speaks louder than words.

The next day, dawn broke.

The faint morning light pierced the long night, scattering across the entire island in the heart of Skywater Lake, dispelling the hazy moonlight of last night.

A thin mist lingered in the early morning, and a cool breeze blew through the woods.

Ning Wen opened his eyes early, the tenderness of the previous night gone, replaced by a calm and sharp look.

Beside him, Xiao Wu slept soundly and sweetly.

The girl's brows were relaxed, a faint blush still lingered on her cheeks, and her eyes were filled with a peaceful weariness.

A pair of slender arms were still tightly wrapped around his waist, as if even in her sleep she did not want to be separated from him for even a moment.

Ning Wen gently moved her arm away, carefully got up, and tucked the blanket around her.

After saying goodbye to Ning Rongrong and the other girls, Ning Wen left the Skywater Academy.

"Grandpa Sword!"

Ning Wen called out softly.

A slender and upright old man appeared out of thin air before him.

Her white hair was as white as snow, and her clothes fluttered in the wind.

It was none other than Sword Douluo Chen Xin.

"Grandpa Sword, I plan to go to the Slaughter City training," Ning Wen said earnestly.

"Little Wen, why did you go to a place like that?" Chen Xin frowned.

"For something very important!" Ning Wen said softly.

"Since you have made up your mind, I will not try to persuade you any further."

Chen Xin didn't say anything more, "But Little Wen, you must remember, safety first. You probably know what kind of people live there."

"Mm." Ning Wen nodded heavily.

Chen Xin gave Ning Wen a deep look, then spoke again, "The journey to the Slaughter City is long, so I'll see you off!"

Skywater Academy!

Ning Wen a warmth in his heart. "Thank you for your trouble, Grandpa Sword."

Chen Xin nodded slightly, clenched his right hand in the air, and a dazzling blue light suddenly burst forth. The Seven Kill Sword was unsheathed, the long sword hovering in the air in front of the two of them.

"Come up."

Ning Wen leaped into the air and landed steadily on the broad spine of the sword.

Buzz--

With a soft tremor, the Seven Kill Sword, carrying a vast and chilling sword intent, pierced the sky and sped rapidly towards the depths of the continent.

A long wind howled past my ears, and the mountains and rivers below rushed past me like a scroll painting.

Chen Xin stood with his hands behind his back on the sword tip, his white robes fluttering in the high wind, his aged eyes calmly scanning the area below.

Several days passed in the blink of an eye.

The closer they got to their destination, the more oppressive the atmosphere became. The vegetation gradually withered and turned yellow, and a faint smell of blood lingered in the air. Life was scarce, and the atmosphere was deathly still.

Finally, a dilapidated and desolate town appeared ahead.

There was no noise, no smoke from cooking fires. The few people walking on the street all had fierce eyes and exuded a strong aura of violence.

This is the Slaughter Town.

The Seven Kill Sword slowly sheathed its edge, and the two landed gracefully.

"This is Slaughter Town," Chen Xin said.

Is this Slaughter Town?

[Upon approaching, one can smell a nauseating odor.]

These Evil Soul Master who indiscriminately slaughter living beings all deserve to die!

A flash of disgust crossed Ning Wen's eyes. "Let's go."

He also disliked Evil Soul Master.

Perhaps it's true that any normal person with a conscience wouldn't like Evil Soul Master.

Of course, the Evil Soul Master" here specifically refers to those Soul Master who will stop at nothing to increase their strength.

The definition of Evil Soul Master varies across different periods.

During the Douluo Continent II: The Unrivaled Tang Clan era, because of Shrek Academy, anyone possessing Evil Martial Soul was judged as Evil Soul Master.

However, during the Legend of the Dragon King era, Shrek defined it as "even if one possesses Evil Martial Soul, as long as one has Heart of Goodness, one is not Evil Soul Master."

This is why Tang Wulin, who absorbs the life force of others to nourish himself through the Golden Dragon Spear, and Yuanen Yehui, who possesses the Fallen Angel Evil Martial Soul, are not classified as Evil Soul Master.

That's hilarious!

Ning Wen strongly suspected that the reason for such a big change in the definition of Evil Soul Master was because some core Martial Soul of Shrek Academy had Evil Martial Soul.

The two stepped into the town. The stone slabs under their feet were mottled and cracked, stained with dried dark brown bloodstains. With each step, the stench of blood in the air grew heavier.

[The stench of blood was everywhere we went.]

Countless people have died on this land.

[However, they were almost all Evil Soul Master, and a few overconfident individuals, so they deserved it!]

Ning Wen frowned.

The few overconfident individuals in the Voice Pack are likely the Soul Master who came to challenge the Slaughter City.

Outsiders entering the Slaughter City must achieve one hundred victories in the Slaughter Arena and complete the "Hell Road" challenge to leave and obtain the title of "Slaughter God" and the "Divine Slaughter's Domain".

According to information from the original novel, there were only ten Slaughter God in total, including Tang San and Hu Liena.

In other words, only ten people successfully escaped the Slaughter City.

Before long, a simple and rustic tavern came into view.

The tavern's wooden door was wide open, and a constant stream of rough shouts and the clinking of glasses emanated from within, mixed with the unrestrained and vulgar laughter and roars of the thugs. The noise was deafening, contrasting sharply with the deathly silence outside the town.

Ning Wen remained calm and composed, walking with unhurried steps as he strode in.

Chen Xin followed closely behind, his refined and elegant demeanor making him stand out from his surroundings.

A dozen or so thugs were scattered throughout the tavern, some drinking wildly, others chuckling menacingly, their auras fierce and violent.

Inside the bar, a waiter dressed in black, expressionless, stood quietly, like a puppet.

The moment Ning Wen and Chen Xin stepped into the tavern.

The tavern, which had been noisy and chaotic just moments before, fell into a deathly silence.

All the laughter, shouting, and clashing sounds came to an abrupt halt.

A dozen fierce and sinister gazes suddenly locked onto the two people in the tavern, staring intently at them with scrutiny, malice, inquiry, and intense vigilance.

Ning Wen's expression remained unchanged.

The next moment!

An endless, chilling, and destructive Asura Killing Aura erupted from his body!

A chilling killing intent swept through the entire tavern in an instant, and the power of the Asura Armor crashed down, freezing all the bloodthirsty thugs present in place.