Yang Fan spent an entire day wandering through Slaughter City.
He couldn't help but sigh inwardly at this place left behind by the Asura God.
It was too fucking marvelous!
There wasn't even a single exit from Slaughter City that he could find.
He himself was puzzled as to how he had arrived in this place filled with slaughter.
Since we're here, we might as well make the best of it!
Yang Fan had lost count of how many times he had repeated this phrase to himself in his heart.
Perhaps...
He should first obtain the Killing God Domain?!
Yang Fan currently had no other options. The only way to get out now was to become a god through a hundred victories.
Then have the Slaughter King open the Hell Road for him!
After arriving in Slaughter City, Yang Fan conducted a detailed analysis...
Blazing Fire Stones were most likely formed from the magma on the Hell Road solidifying over thousands, or even tens of thousands of years.
If that were true...
Then beneath the Hell Road was the source of the Blazing Fire Stones.
Regardless...
The Killing God Domain, the Ten-Headed Yang Serpent, and other items were not bad things for him.
With his mind made up!
Yang Fan, holding the number plate carved with "2233," resolutely walked into the Slaughter Arena.
The Slaughter Arena was the most important place in all of Slaughter City, and also the liveliest.
Successfully winning a match here allowed one to enjoy a period of comfortable living; otherwise, one had to survive by donating blood.
Of course!
Yang Fan's reason for coming here wasn't to seek a stable life.
But to have the Slaughter King open the Hell Road for him as soon as possible!
"Halt!"
"You're new here, right?"
"To enter the Slaughter Arena, you must contribute a cup of Bloody Mary."
As Yang Fan was blocked outside the Slaughter Arena by two burly men, the faces of the others showed ugly, ferocious expressions.
Yang Fan looked at the crowd mocking him before him.
Pale faces, emaciated skeletons!
Each of them held a cup of human blood with a strong bloody smell in their hands.
This was the Bloody Mary everyone spoke of, and also the ticket to the Slaughter Arena.
It was the only currency in Slaughter City!
Whether watching matches in the Slaughter Arena or living here, one needed to contribute their own blood.
Because of this!
The entire underground space was filled with an unpleasant smell of blood and hostility.
"I want to register for the Slaughter Arena competition!"
Yang Fan knew the rules!
Anyone who chose to register for competition in Slaughter City didn't need to contribute their own blood.
Not only that!
Winning meant not only avoiding blood contribution, but also enjoying a period of living like a human being in Slaughter City.
"You want to register?"
The burly man at the door couldn't help but look at Yang Fan a few more times after hearing this. Even the surrounding people no longer showed the mockery they had just displayed toward Yang Fan.
In Slaughter City...
Those who dared to step into the Slaughter Arena were true warriors!
Although the mockery around Yang Fan had disappeared, many people now looked at him as if he were a dead man.
"Register!"
Yang Fan's answer was firm and decisive.
Not only did he lack the fear of death that other registrants showed, but he even felt an inexplicable lightness in his heart.
He was confident!
...
At the entrance of the Slaughter Arena sat a square, four-sided precious cauldron.
The original color of the cauldron was no longer visible, but it was now dyed red with blood.
Not only that!
Every spectator entering the Slaughter Arena had to pour the Bloody Mary in their hands into the cauldron, which was taller than a person.
Yang Fan used his spiritual power to observe...
This blood flowed from the cauldron as an entrance into the ground beneath the Slaughter Arena.
The original work stated...
The entrance to the Hell Road was directly below the Slaughter Arena.
This also matched the direction the blood flowed!
"Today!"
"We have ten more warriors coming to compete in the Slaughter Arena..."
The rules of the Slaughter Arena were very simple.
I live, they die!
Each competition in the Slaughter Arena involved ten people, and only one could walk out alive.
This was the simplest and most cruel rule of the Slaughter Arena.
This was Yang Fan's first time participating in a Slaughter Arena battle.
Along with his first appearance, his nine opponents also entered the interior of the Slaughter Arena one after another.
At this moment...
The stands of the Slaughter Arena had already erupted in cheers.
Yang Fan carefully observed his nine opponents.
Six of them had obvious fear of death written on their faces.
Clearly!
These six had been driven to desperate straits by the rules of Slaughter City, to the point where their blood was nearly drained.
The only thing they could do was fight in the Slaughter Arena to gamble for a chance at survival.
The other three were clearly regulars with experience in Slaughter City.
Yang Fan guessed that the reason they appeared again on the Slaughter Arena stage was to renew their VIP lifestyle that was about to expire.
"Hey—"
"Newbie!"
"Let's team up, the seven of us, and take them out."
The six pale-faced soul masters, though nearly drained of blood, hadn't lost their intelligence.
They all knew very well!
If these three strong soul masters survived, they wouldn't have any chance of walking out of the Slaughter Arena.
Yang Fan nodded!
It would be hard for him to disagree with such a proposal.
However...
He didn't intend to trust the other six temporary teammates beside him either.
The rules of the Slaughter Arena were very simple!
Nine die, one lives!
No matter how "united" they were now, as long as they remained alive in the Slaughter Arena, they were destined to be enemies of life and death.
"Take them out!"
The three strong soul masters seemed very pleased with this sudden alliance.
Seven against three!
A chaotic, bloody battle suddenly transformed into a team battle.
The battle began!
Both sides released their martial souls almost simultaneously.
In an instant...
Blood and screams played out in the Slaughter Arena.
The six soul masters participating in the Slaughter Arena for the first time had a clear idea in recruiting Yang Fan to form a team, but they vastly overestimated their own strength.
In the blink of an eye!
The six emaciated Slaughter Arena rookies were instantly killed.
Yang Fan regretted it!
He had joined the wrong team, choosing pigs as teammates.
Just as Yang Fan believed he would be the target of a group attack by these three soul masters, a surprising scene occurred.
The three who had just allied suddenly began backstabbing each other!
In an instant...
Only one of the three soul masters remained on the Slaughter Arena stage.
Unbearable!
Yang Fan simply couldn't bear it!
This was completely not treating him as a human being.
Just as Yang Fan was still feeling displeased, a giant axe swung down toward his head.
Clang!
The Heavy Xuan Ruler in Yang Fan's hand blocked this fierce strike.
The corner of his mouth curled up slightly...
"Soul Douluo?!"
This mysterious place, Slaughter City, didn't allow the use of soul skills, but one could still use martial souls and soul power.
With just one strike!
Yang Fan had guessed his opponent's strength from the force.
No wonder he could kill the other two opponents with one blow. One could only say the other two died without injustice.
"Not bad, kid!"
The burly man appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was already surging.
He had originally thought the two most threatening opponents had been eliminated by him.
But he was wrong!
The most threatening enemy in the Slaughter Arena had yet to make a move from beginning to end.
That's right... it was Yang Fan!
"Kid!"
"Let's see what you've got!"
Before he finished speaking!
The burly man suddenly attacked Yang Fan.
Although the burly man's strength appeared dominant on the surface, he didn't dare to be careless in this life-or-death battle of the Slaughter Arena.
Sneak attack whenever possible!
If it were a complete novice with no combat experience, this sneak attack would obviously succeed.
But the person before him was named Yang Fan!
Just as the Soul Douluo suddenly launched his sneak attack, Yang Fan had already positioned the Heavy Xuan Ruler horizontally before him.
The Soul Douluo held his giant axe and struck down with force once more!
However...
Yang Fan didn't choose to block as he had just done.
At the moment the giant axe was about to land on his head, the Heavy Xuan Ruler swept out like lightning.
Wave after wave of flames crashed into the burly man's chest like ocean waves.
Boom—
Under the terrifying burn of top-tier beast flames, crack after crack appeared on the burly man's chest.
His life was visibly draining away!
The Soul Douluo who fell before him couldn't figure out until his death why Yang Fan could use skills.
Logically speaking...
The end of a slaughter should have triggered a wave of cheers from below, but at this moment, there was deathly silence.
"This is...?"
"Why can he release soul skills?"
"Isn't Slaughter City supposed to prevent the use of soul skills? Why can he?"
"..."
Everyone present was unsettled.
This was equivalent to someone suddenly appearing in the cold weapons era holding an AK.
How could anyone compete?
While everyone was still shocked, Yang Fan had already quietly walked off the Slaughter Arena.
Although he had won!
This feeling was something he didn't enjoy.
Although he wasn't a good person, he had never wanted to turn himself into a heartless killing machine.
However...
Because he became the sole victor of the entire Slaughter Arena, he could enjoy a period of comfortable living in the inner city of Slaughter City.
There was food and drink here!
Slaughter City even provided him with a private room.
For Yang Fan, this was a good thing!
...
Slaughter City was a marvelous place.
There was no alternation of day and night here!
Even if there were, no one dared to lie in bed and sleep peacefully.
Just like Yang Fan right now!
"Master, did you sense anything today?"
Yang Fan lay on the bed.
The dense bloodiness and hostility outside even prevented him from peacefully entering a cultivation state.
"Drink this first!"
Yao Lao placed a cup of green liquid before Yang Fan.
The moment the scent of the green liquid rushed into his nasal cavity, Yang Fan felt a refreshing coolness wash over his brain.
"Mind-cleansing!"
"To prevent you from going devil-crazy in this place and becoming a walking corpse controlled by slaughter."
Yang Fan picked up the teacup and smiled, saying: "Thank you, Master!"
Yao Lao's thoughts were exactly in line with his own!
Neither master nor disciple wanted to be affected by the hostility of Slaughter City, impairing their mental state and thinking ability.
Yang Fan drank it all in one gulp...
Instantly!
A refreshing sensation spread throughout his body, and the faint restlessness that had been brewing in Yang Fan was completely swept away by the flow of the cool liquid.
Crystal Ice Flakes, Hundred-Year Ginseng...
Yang Fan pursed his lips, already tasting the ingredients of Yao Lao's prescription from the flavor.
"Master!"
"Did you detect anything abnormal about what happened in the Slaughter Arena?"
Yao Lao let out a long breath: "I detected something."
"Then tell me quickly!"
Yang Fan sat up straight, his heart already becoming impatient.
"No abnormality!"
"No abnormality?"
Yao Lao smiled and said: "Silly boy, don't understand?"
Yang Fan suddenly understood.
Yes!
No abnormality was the fucking biggest abnormality.
He knew the blood flowed into the ground beneath the Slaughter Arena; naturally, this couldn't be hidden from Yao Lao's old eyes.
Yet under such strange preconditions, Yao Lao couldn't detect any abnormality.
Could it be...
He really had to win a hundred consecutive matches here before he could smoothly open the Hell Road?
He wasn't too worried about the life-or-death battles in the Slaughter Arena.
He had Dou Techniques—what was he afraid of?
At worst, Yao Lao could log into his account remotely to fight.
...
On the other side.
A room several hundred square meters in size, with everything inside decorated in scarlet tones.
A person with a ferocious expression sat in the room.
Neither human nor ghost!
Giving people a terrifying, nauseating feeling.
However, for the subordinates standing respectfully in the room, this had long been a common sight.
"What?"
"Is this true?"
The only person sitting in the room was the Slaughter King, the ruler of all Slaughter City.
Here... he was the true emperor!
However, something beyond his control had occurred in Slaughter City today.
Someone had used soul skills in the Slaughter Arena!
"Absolutely true!"
"Everyone in the Slaughter Arena today has seen it."
"Not only that!"
"The entire Slaughter City is now spreading word of this matter."
The Slaughter King's scarlet eyes suddenly widened.
This matter was clearly outside his control.
This underground emperor of Slaughter City felt his authority being challenged for the first time.
"Investigate!"
"Find out who this kid is and where he comes from."
The Slaughter King didn't immediately take action against Yang Fan just because he could release soul skills.
Although he was the underground emperor of Slaughter City, he was only an underground emperor.
There were people on the Douluo Continent that he feared.
Spirit Hall!
If this kid who could release soul skills was sent by Spirit Hall.
The Slaughter King was also afraid of bringing trouble upon himself!
If it were truly a soul master sent by Spirit Hall, then he didn't need to think to know what these hateful fellows wanted to do.
Killing God Domain!
This was something the Slaughter King didn't want to see happen.
Slaughter City had been established for over a thousand years. During this period, a total of eight Slaughter Gods had appeared.
And every time a Slaughter God appeared, it would cause turmoil in Slaughter City and result in certain losses.
Not only that!
What he wanted to know even more was why Yang Fan could use soul skills in the Slaughter Arena.
A long time ago...
A soul master who had broken through Level 100 had left behind a domain.
It was the current Slaughter City!
And from that time on, this place became a paradise for sin.
And from that time on, soul skills could no longer be used in this domain.
Yet today...
The rules created by a god had actually been broken!
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