But Yu Tianheng gritted his teeth, his gaze remaining clear—what he wanted was not that bloody shortcut, but the domineering method behind this technique that could squeeze his own potential to the extreme.
After an unknown amount of time, when the first strand of blood, condensed like liquid gold and mercury, formed near his heart, Yu Tianheng suddenly opened his eyes. A flash of golden light appeared in his eyes, and the fluctuations in his blood and qi emanating from his body caused the air to tremble slightly.
After some cultivation, Yu Tianheng's Soul Power Level actually broke through one level, reaching level 63.
He slowly clenched his fist, clearly feeling a power within him several times stronger than before—pure, vast, and entirely his own.
"Interesting," he murmured, closing his eyes again to continue immersing himself in the cultivation of the Blood Demon Skill. As his cultivation deepened, the blood and qi within Yu Tianheng's body roared, growing ever more powerful day by day.
After cultivating for a day and a night, Yu Tianheng emerged from the basement. Hu Liena, having fully recovered from her injuries through this period of cultivation and with the aid of healing medicine, departed to continue participating in the Hell Slaughter Arena competition.
Yu Tianheng also didn't rest and went to participate in the Hell Slaughter Arena competition.
At the same time, the bloody wind of the Slaughter City, carrying the smell of rust, poured into the dilapidated alleys. A Chen huddled in a corner, recalling the cultivation methods recorded in the first half of the " Blood Demon Skill ".
The words Yu Tianheng had spoken before leaving kept echoing in Achen's ear. The meager Soul Power within him and the humiliation of being bullied for days made A Chen's gaze repeatedly sweep over the words "absorbing the essence of living beings can lead to rapid success."
When he tried to circulate his cultivation technique, A Chen only dared to attack the rats scurrying around in the alley. The meager amount of essence blood entering his body only slightly warmed his blood and qi, without even causing a ripple in his Soul Power.
"As expected... I still have to..." A Chen bit his lip, swallowing back the word "murder," his fingertips turning white from the force. He had seen too much killing, but the thought of getting his own blood on his hands still made his stomach churn.
The calm lasted only three days.
That evening, three burly men who had broken two of his ribs blocked the alleyway. The leader, a scarred man, brandished a rusty dagger, his smirk laced with malice. "Heard that kid's hiding something good? Hand it over, and maybe we'll spare your life."
As punches and kicks rained down, A Chen's mind went blank. The excruciating pain reminded him of the years of humiliation he had endured, of the look in Yu Tianheng's eyes when he left behind the martial arts manual, and of the words, " In the Slaughter City, only by killing can one live." He didn't know where the strength came from, but he grabbed a broken brick from the ground and smashed it into Scarface's temple.
"Pfft--"
Warm liquid splashed onto his face, carrying a strong, sweet, metallic taste. Scarface fell straight down, his eyes still frozen in shock. The other two were stunned for a moment, then roared and pounced. A Chen went berserk, picking up a dagger and swinging it wildly until the surroundings were completely silent, leaving only his heavy breathing.
Looking at the three gradually cooling corpses at his feet, A Chen trembled all over, his stomach churning. But when his gaze fell on the blood gushing from the corpses' necks, the methods of the Blood Demon Skill started running uncontrollably in his mind. "Just... just once..." he murmured to himself, trembling as he brought the wound to his lips.
The moment that essence blood entered his body, it felt as if magma had exploded in his blood vessels! A power a hundred times greater than that of rat essence blood surged through his limbs and bones, and the swollen wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. His internal strength increased rapidly, and this feeling made A Chen feel extremely comfortable.
"This... this is..." A Chen suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils reflecting the blood on the ground, but there was no fear left, only an indescribable excitement. He looked down at his hands, which had been weak and powerless just moments before, but now he could clearly feel the power to tear everything apart.
"So this is what it feels like to become stronger..."
He licked the bloodstains from the corner of his lips and, for the first time, gripped the dagger tightly. Footsteps sounded outside the alley, and a ruthless glint flashed in A Chen's eyes as he silently disappeared into the shadows.
From that day on, a silent hunter appeared in the dark alleys of the Slaughter City. A Chen no longer hid, no longer trembled; every swing of his knife was precise and ruthless.
Fresh blood became his best nourishment, and each time he devoured essence blood, his cultivation level soared. The humiliation of the past was crushed by power, and his conscience was eroded by the ever-expanding pleasure.
He began to laugh amidst the piles of corpses, meditate in the blood, listen to the screams of those around him, and feel the power within his body growing stronger. The bloody methods of the Blood Demon Skill became his most exhilarating path in this hell. The slaughter had only just begun.
During his cultivation, A Chen did not forget Yu Tianheng's words. Perhaps it was because he had witnessed the power of the Blood Demon Skill that A Chen wanted to obtain the second half of the technique even more. So he decided to find the blue-haired youth that Yu Tianheng had mentioned who would soon enter the Slaughter City and kill him.
To ensure everything went smoothly, A Chen began to gather manpower and build his power base. With his formidable strength and ruthless methods, A Chen quickly assembled a team of about fifty men who obeyed his orders. They followed A Chen as he fought and seized territory in a certain area of Slaughter City.
During this time, A Chen killed more and more people, absorbed more and more life essence, and his strength increased rapidly.
It would take an ordinary person at least half a year to break through from the Skin Refining Realm to the Flesh Refining Realm, but A Chen, by cultivating the Blood Demon Skill, only took ten days to achieve what an ordinary person would take half a year to cultivate.
Three months later, the number of people who died at A Chen's hands exceeded ten thousand. His strength also increased to the Peak Organ Refining Realm, which is equivalent to a level 49 Soul Master who can fully exert his combat power. Such strength is nothing in the outside world, but in the Slaughter City, he is definitely a strongman who can dominate a region.
During the time that A Chen was engaged in his frenzied killing spree, Yu Tianheng was not idle either. During the day, he went to the Hell Slaughter Arena to participate in the competition and accumulate a winning streak. At night, he returned to his residence in the inner city to cultivate the Blood Demon Skill to temper the Bloodline Power in his body and improve his Soul Power Level. As for Martial Dao, he has reached the Peak Heavenly Human Realm and encountered a bottleneck. He needs an opportunity to break through to the Martial Saint Realm.
Outside, Tang San, under the guidance of Tang Hao, entered the Slaughter City training.
At this time, he was unaware that Yu Tianheng had planted a trap within the Slaughter City, waiting for him to fall into it.
Upon entering the Slaughter City, Tang San frowned. The stench of blood here was even more pungent than he had imagined. Tang San concealed the sharpness in his eyes, adopting a slightly aloof and indifferent demeanor, and changed his name to Tang Yin.
The Slaughter City a place of great trouble. Not long after Tang San entered, he encountered several battles. Tang San was not weak and killed all the invaders. As time went on, the name " Tang Yin " gradually became known.
When those two words reached the ears of A Chen's men, they were like a thunderclap—just a few days ago they had received a death order to keep a close watch on a man named " Tang Yin." It was said that this man was a major threat to the adults, and if he appeared in the Slaughter City, he would be killed without mercy!