Inside a blood-colored palace, the King of Slaughter sat high upon his throne, holding a cup of blood-red Yellow Springs Dew in a hand resembling a beast's claw. He wore Blood Armor that seemed fused with his flesh. Blood Demon Markings covered his face and forehead, and his eyes brimmed with brutality.
Just then, the woman who had received Tang Xuan walked in and bowed to the King of Slaughter.
"Great King of Slaughter, the Sword Demon has only been in Slaughter City for a little over half a year, yet he has already won more than seventy consecutive matches. If we let him continue, I fear it won't be long before he reaches a hundred consecutive victories."
The King of Slaughter took a sip of his Yellow Springs Dew and merely said, "It seems we will soon welcome a new Slaughter God."
The King of Slaughter swirled the cup in his hand, paying little heed to the woman's words.
"But, my king, you must understand that the birth of every Slaughter God brings devastating losses to Slaughter City!" the woman said urgently.
"My king, I believe we should take measures to prevent this from happening," the woman said again.
The King of Slaughter looked at her, murderous intent rising in his savage eyes. Suddenly, an invisible force seized her by the throat and lifted her into the air, making it difficult for her to breathe.
"My king..." The woman did not even dare struggle. She only managed that strained cry.
"Since when was it your place to make decisions for me?" the King of Slaughter asked.
"Remember your station." The King of Slaughter withdrew his gaze, and the woman was thrown to the floor. She gulped down air, trembling uncontrollably as though she had been granted a pardon.
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