As his blade swept across the neck of the last person in the arena, Huo Yuhao secured his hundredth victory.
I've been here for two and a half years. Now it's finally coming to an end, Huo Yuhao thought as he looked at the nine fallen corpses in the arena.
In his Sea of Consciousness, Elder Yi told Huo Yuhao, "Be careful. The person who's been watching you is here."
At Elder Yi's warning, Huo Yuhao instinctively tightened his grip on the Ice Plume Sword and grew alert.
Just then, a deep voice sounded beside Huo Yuhao's ear, accompanied by a surge of killing intent far surpassing that of everyone around him.
"Congratulations, Eight Nine Nine Four." As the voice spoke, a blood-red figure descended from midair onto the spectator stands of the Hell Slaughter Arena.
The spectators outside the arena shouted, "King of Slaughter! King of Slaughter..." Their cries never ceased.
Only then did Huo Yuhao learn that this man was the King of Slaughter, and that he was also the one who had secretly watched him before.
The King of Slaughter's face was pale. His blood-red eyes fixed on Huo Yuhao as he said, "Congratulations on becoming the champion of the Hell Slaughter Arena. The last champion to achieve a hundred victories did so decades ago. You qualify to challenge Hell Road, but to commend your achievement, I will give you a second choice. You may become an honored guest of my Slaughter City, and I will make an exception and grant you the title of God of Slaughter."
After speaking, the King of Slaughter gazed at Huo Yuhao. He had said this because he had met the other two Gods of Slaughter of the present age. Both had been younger than the person before him, and he