The Hell Slaughter Arena occupied an enormous area, roughly the same size as the Soto Great Soul Arena Chen Xuanqing had once visited, and only slightly smaller than the Great Soul Arena in Heaven Dou City.
The black building felt heavy and oppressive, like an immense tomb devouring the lives of everyone who entered.
"This is the heart of Slaughter City," the black-veiled girl explained to Chen Xuanqing.
A trace of awe and solemnity seeped into her words. Clearly, the Hell Slaughter Arena held a position of tremendous importance in Slaughter City.
Standing at the entrance to the Hell Slaughter Arena, Chen Xuanqing sought confirmation once more. "I'll ask one last time. Whether it's the inner city or this slaughter arena they call hell, are there really no rules restricting us?"
The black-veiled girl nodded gently. Though her voice was soft, it carried an unquestionable firmness. "Yes, there are no rules. Once you enter, you only need to register with your identity token, then wait for the match to begin. During that wait, you're not allowed to attack anyone ahead of time. Each group entering the arena consists of ten people. You'll fight to the death on this land of death, and the condition for victory is to be the only person who walks out alive."
At this, a bloodthirsty gleam flashed in Chen Xuanqing's eyes.
Without hesitation, he lifted his foot to enter the Hell Slaughter Arena. Just then, however, the black-veiled girl extended her slender arm and stopped him.
"Wait," the black-veiled girl said softly. "Whether you're a spectator or a contestant, you must first hand over a cup of Bloody Mary. That's the rule for entering the arena, and your proof of eligibility."
Chen Xuanqing frowned, looking rather displeased. "What a hassle. This is simply wasting my