Blood

"Good luck. You will no longer receive any protection from now on." The guide said with a smile, then turned and disappeared from Wang Feng's sight.

Wang Feng stepped out and entered the inner city. Instantly, everything around him underwent a dramatic change. If it weren't for the terrifying malevolent aura that filled the area, this place would definitely be considered a bustling human city.

"More fresh food has arrived! This looks delicious!"

"Mmm, it's very fresh. I haven't tasted fresh blood in a long time."

The moment Wang Feng appeared, pairs of hungry eyes immediately turned to him, as if they wanted to tear Wang Feng to pieces.

At this moment, Wang Feng was not a living person in their eyes, but a delicious meal.

Wang Feng ignored the stares of those people, as if the emaciated guy didn't exist, and just kept walking forward.

Suddenly, a figure lunged at Wang Feng.

Wang Feng's eyes twitched slightly, but he didn't slow down in the slightest. He took a step forward, and the man's hand grabbed his neck.

But then, Wang Feng grabbed the man's neck first. Although the man looked much older than Wang Feng, perhaps due to malnutrition, his arms were not as long as Wang Feng's.

"What! You... how is this possible!"

The man stared at Wang Feng in disbelief, a chill running down his spine that made him tremble uncontrollably.

Click!

A crisp sound suddenly rang out; it was very faint, but everyone heard it clearly.

Without saying much, Wang Feng snapped the man's neck.

Leaving the man's body behind, Wang Feng continued walking forward.

None of the people here are kind; every living person has the blood of countless others on their hands, so Wang Feng feels no melancholy whatsoever.

Upon seeing Wang Feng's decisive and ruthless demeanor, many people quickly stepped back, not daring to block Wang Feng path. Although they could not yet determine Wang Feng's strength, they could sense a terrifying killing intent in Wang Feng eyes.

Wang Feng hadn't gone far when several figures in the distance nodded to each other and then quietly dispersed. However, all of this was seen by Wang Feng; they just thought they had fooled everyone.

The group followed Wang Feng into an alley, and at that very moment they launched an attack, assaulting Wang Feng from different directions.

Their angles were extremely tricky; no matter which direction Wang Feng wanted to dodge from, it was impossible.

But will Wang Feng really hide?

Wang Feng grinned slightly.

The moment those people moved, Wang Feng moved as well, leaping up in the direction of one of them and throwing a punch.

"Such a quick reaction, but you're still going to die!"

Seeing Wang Feng approaching him, the lean man was clearly taken aback, but he wasn't worried at all. In his opinion, Wang Feng was able to kill the previous person only because that person was too weak, not because Wang Feng was too strong. Besides, he wasn't alone; his companions would be able to surround him within three moves.

Wang Feng remained expressionless, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the man. Both of them threw punches at each other.

Click!

The next moment, their fists collided, and a crisp sound rang out again. The lean man, who had been full of confidence just a second ago, now showed fear on his face.

Because the power of Wang Feng's punch was so terrifying, it instantly shattered his entire arm, leaving him with absolutely no ability to resist.

Before he could recover from his shock, Wang Feng's next attack came. He grabbed his collar, spun him around, and threw him out, hitting one of his companions.

But just then, a beam of light swept past his side, and the sharp sword energy stung his cheek.

"Am I going to die?!"

"After all, he's just one person. Does he really think he can turn the world upside down?"

"I should have intervened; perhaps I could have gotten a share of fresh blood."

Many people showed regret at this moment. They knew very well that if Wang Feng died at the hands of these people, it had nothing to do with them, and they would naturally not get any benefit from it.

Nevertheless, no one would harbor any illusions about Wang Feng. After all, there were people Wang Feng and beside him, so close that even if Wang Feng could dodge one person's attack, he would have no chance of dodging a second.

But the next moment, everyone's eyes widened.

Just as the sword in the hand of the person beside Wang Feng was about to strike Wang Feng actually took a step back, managing to dodge the attack.

Although the sword in the hand of the person behind him also fell down at this moment, a spear appeared in Wang Feng's hand. Without even looking, Wang Feng thrust the spear tip backward.

The man's sword stopped just as it was about to touch Wang Feng, because the gun in Wang Feng's hand had already pierced his throat, ending his life instantly.

As Wang Feng drew his gun, he stepped on another person, using their body to propel himself towards the next one.

Before the man could react, he was killed by Wang Feng with a single shot.

Figures flashed continuously, and one body after another fell. In just a few breaths, all eight people who had been besieging Wang Feng were now lying on the ground, without a trace of life.

Everyone stared blankly at the eight corpses on the ground, their breaths catching in their throats.

Just a moment ago, many people were still thinking about how to get a cup of blood from these eight people, but now their bodies were trembling uncontrollably, fearing that they would be the next to fall.

However, Wang Feng was not interested in them. Although killing everyone here would not make him feel guilty, killing was not the meaning of his trip.

After putting away his Martial Soul, Wang Feng continued forward, slowly making his way towards the Hell Slaughter Arena.

His goal is to obtain the title of Slaughter God, along with the Divine Slaughter's Domain, and ultimately leave the Slaughter City.

At this moment, no one dared to follow Wang Feng's footsteps anymore, because they didn't want to die. Only after Wang Feng's figure disappeared from everyone's sight did they begin to discuss it.

"Just what is this kid's strength? How could he unleash such terrifying combat power without using his Soul Skill?"

"This kid is extraordinary! He's definitely not simple! Perhaps he really can earn the title of Slaughter God and successfully leave this place."

"What is the Douluo Continent like now? Even such a young boy has such strength."

"Douluo Continent, I've almost forgotten what my hometown looks like!"

As they spoke, the hostility in many people's eyes lessened, revealing a hint of sadness.

They had forgotten how long they had been here, so long that they had forgotten why they came, and even forgotten that the Slaughter City was not a place they could never leave once they entered.

However, they also knew very well that those who wanted to leave the Slaughter City alive were all the most outstanding geniuses in the Soul Master World. It was already enough for them to be able to survive here; leaving was a luxury for them.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and the hostility in people's eyes returned.

They had to face reality. From the moment they entered this place, they knew that their only goal was to survive; everything else was just fantasy.