"Tut tut~"
Shui Bing'er looked at Hu Liena's expression, filled with shock and pain, and couldn't help clicking her tongue.
Although they hadn't interacted much before, Shui Bing'er had long noticed that Hu Liena would intentionally or unintentionally move closer to Tang San. Any woman could see what she was thinking.
But now, the person she had feelings for was actually the greatest enemy of Spirit Hall. That made things quite entertaining.
At this moment, the slaughter below was nearing its end.
"Trash~"
Tang San looked coldly at the opponents lying on the ground, blood spurting everywhere, and sneered.
None of the opponents this time were above Soul Saint level, so dealing with them was relatively quick. Including this victory, Tang San's win count had reached thirty-nine.
Tang San had arrived in the Slaughter City around the same time as Shui Bing'er, only about a month later.
However, their achievements were quite different, mainly because Tang San would occasionally get injured during battles and didn't resolve fights as cleanly as Shui Bing'er.
The techniques of the Tang Sect and the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Method were strong, but they were never as direct as spirit abilities, especially given Tang San's relatively weaker physical condition.
Of course, there was another reason—Tang San was deliberately controlling both his own and Shui Bing'er's win counts.
The Hell Slaughter Arena had an unspoken rule: if someone exceeded fifty wins, due to the disparity in strength, they would no longer be matched against certain opponents. It was a kind of ranking mechanism.
Tang San currently didn't want to run into Shui Bing'er. The risk was too great.
Even if he could win, he would inevitably pay a heavy price, possibly even lose his life.
Not just him—even Hu Liena was the same. After seeing Shui Bing'er display her strength, she deliberately avoided Shui Bing'er's participation times in the Hell Slaughter Arena. It was only when Shui Bing'er was in seclusion that Hu Liena managed to push her own win count to seventy-one.
After Tang San left the Hell Slaughter Arena, Shui Bing'er tilted her head and said to Shui Wuhen beside her, "Brother, I'm going to participate in a match."
"Mm, go early and come back early."
Shui Wuhen nodded slightly. Shui Bing'er now had three Spirit Bones, along with the self-created spirit abilities he had taught her, and her physical condition was now approaching that of a Title Douluo. In this Hell Slaughter Arena, even if she encountered a true Title Douluo, she might still be able to fight.
Thus, Shui Wuhen wasn't worried about anything happening to her, especially since he was watching nearby.
Shui Bing'er passed through the corridor and quickly headed toward the center of the arena.
Only by achieving one hundred consecutive victories could she leave this place.
As for whether her brother could achieve one hundred wins, Shui Bing'er had no worries at all. If there was anyone in the Slaughter City capable of threatening Shui Wuhen, it would probably only be the mysterious King of Slaughter.
When the gate beneath the Hell Slaughter Arena opened, the Fallen Ones all showed despair upon seeing Shui Bing'er.
Why had this fiend appeared again?
But the match had already begun—it was too late to withdraw. Helpless, the Fallen Ones could only grit their teeth and charge at Shui Bing'er.
Among them, the strongest was a Soul Douluo. Though he had no spirit abilities, with his powerful physique and spirit power, he quickly rushed in front of Shui Bing'er, raising a dagger.
At the same time, two Soul Saints and one Soul Emperor attacked from different directions.
If it were anyone else, facing such a deadly assault, they would be decapitated in the next moment. But for Shui Bing'er, it couldn't stir even the slightest ripple in her heart.
Outside, being surrounded by a Soul Douluo, two Soul Saints, and one Soul Emperor would still pose some danger to her as a level 70 Soul Emperor. But in the Slaughter City, the outcome was already decided.
Because the moment Shui Bing'er used her abilities, the dangerous situation would instantly reverse.
Sure enough, in almost an instant, those Fallen Ones were frozen into ice. Shui Bing'er didn't even need to use the Ice Slash taught by Shui Wuhen.
"Done!"
After finishing, Shui Bing'er clapped her hands and quickly walked toward the exit.
Returning to Shui Wuhen's side, she smiled slightly. "Brother, isn't it easy? These people look fierce on the outside, but their strength is quite average."
Hearing this, Shui Wuhen's lips twitched slightly. Without spirit abilities, relying purely on enhanced physical strength and combat experience, their power was probably less than one-fifth of their original level—of course they were average.
If spirit abilities were allowed, not even mentioning others, just that one Soul Douluo alone would be enough to trouble Shui Bing'er.
Back when he was level 70, even with Articuno, he had to use his full strength just to barely reach the level of a Title Douluo.
Although Shui Bing'er had gained many opportunities, her strength couldn't surpass his past self. At most, she was at Soul Douluo level now.
However, Shui Wuhen quickly calmed down. After observing several matches, he had already gauged the strength of the people in the Hell Slaughter Arena.
"In a place like this, for those with Spirit Bones and self-created spirit abilities, it's basically cheating. I wonder if this was intentionally designed by its creator, or if it's just naturally like this?"
Shui Wuhen thought to himself.
The Slaughter City sealed spirit ring abilities but did not restrict Spirit Bones or self-created spirit abilities. This was a huge advantage for him.
Not to mention that he already had many self-created abilities—even if he didn't, with his comprehension, he could create suitable ones whenever needed.
This place was practically a dungeon tailor-made for him. As things stood, none of the Fallen Ones could threaten him.
In terms of physical strength, Shui Wuhen's body now surpassed most Title Douluo, reaching an extremely powerful level.
In terms of spirit power, Shui Wuhen was now level 90, and there were no known Title Douluo among the Fallen Ones. So in terms of spirit power, he was also the strongest.
Even if there were Title Douluo, his spirit power might not be inferior.
His spirit power not only far exceeded others in total quantity but was also enhanced by his inner core and tempered by the Ice God's Heart.
All of this made him far surpass ordinary peak Soul Douluo—not something they could compare to.
With all basic attributes not inferior, and with access to self-created spirit abilities and Spirit Bone abilities, how could others compete with him?
Not to mention that Articuno's abilities weren't spirit ring abilities, so they could still be used normally, meaning its combat power wasn't restricted.
That was terrifying. After all, Articuno's combat power was even above Shui Wuhen's. By itself, it was not weaker than a Title Douluo—let alone combined with Shui Wuhen.
Shui Bing'er continued enthusiastically, "Brother, you should also hurry and participate in the Hell Slaughter Arena. I believe it won't take long for you to achieve one hundred consecutive wins."
Her words pulled Shui Wuhen out of his thoughts. He patted her head and smiled. "Alright, we'll leave together when the time comes."
Since this place was so advantageous for him, he naturally wouldn't leave before sensing danger. After all, leaving the Slaughter City granted the Killing God Domain.
Although he already had the Frozen Domain, which combined snow scenery, pressure, and other effects, and the Killing God Domain might not be better, who would complain about having more domains?
Meanwhile, in a dark and spacious room within the Slaughter City.
On a massive chair inlaid with blue and purple gemstones sat a tall man. Before him was a huge pool of blood, emitting a thick, bloody stench.
"My great King, the Blood Queen has won another match."
A cold female voice suddenly echoed in the room.
"I know."
The tall man's eyes flickered, but he showed no further reaction.
Then the woman suggested, "My great King, should we begin making contact with her? Ninety-one consecutive wins in just over half a year—there hasn't been such a strong newcomer in the Slaughter City for a long time."
"Do you think she is truly strong?"
the man asked in return.
The woman replied, "I believe so. Although she isn't as skilled in killing techniques as the Asura King and the Hell Envoy, she has already displayed no fewer than two self-created spirit abilities.
"And I dare say she possesses at least two top-tier ten-thousand-year Spirit Bones. With such strength, she is worth recruiting."
Hearing this, a thoughtful look appeared in the King of Slaughter's blood-red eyes—he was clearly tempted.
Behind the Asura King stood Tang Hao, a Killing God who had once passed the Hell Road. Recruiting him was impossible.
As for the Hell Envoy, although she didn't have a Killing God behind her, she had Spirit Hall as her backing. If he tried to recruit her and angered Spirit Hall, it could cause trouble.
Only this Blood Queen—not only more outstanding than the other two, but also seemingly without any backing—was suitable to be absorbed into the Slaughter City.
"Very well, I'll leave this matter to you."
After thinking for a while, the King of Slaughter nodded in agreement.
Seeing his approval, the enchanting woman was delighted and pressed further, "Since you've agreed to recruit the Blood Queen, what about the Hell Envoy and the Asura King—"
"You are not to contact those two!"
Before she could finish, the King of Slaughter interrupted coldly.
His words stunned her. Confused, she asked, "Why, my great King? It would benefit the Slaughter City to grow stronger. Although we once had an agreement with Spirit Hall, who knows if they might break it?"
The King of Slaughter replied coldly, "Spirit Hall is not yet in a position to control us. And both of those two have backing. If they could be recruited, do you think I wouldn't have tried?"
"Backing?"
The woman was stunned again—there were secrets here she didn't know?
Impatient, the King of Slaughter waved his hand. "Enough. Go do what you should. Don't test my patience. Just because you are my favorite consort doesn't mean you can challenge my authority."
A terrifying killing aura filled the room, making the woman tremble. She hurriedly bowed. "Yes, I will go at once."
With that, she dressed quickly and left the grand hall.
Watching her departing figure, the King of Slaughter's eyes grew even more blood-red.
"Asura King, Hell Envoy… two future Killing Gods? Heh, I wonder—between you and this Blood Queen, who is stronger?"
The King of Slaughter was unwilling to let anyone pass the Hell Road and obtain the Killing God Domain.
Because once someone obtained it, they could freely return to the Slaughter City and would no longer be bound by its rules.
If Tang San and Hu Liena truly passed the Hell Road, the Slaughter City would have to face three unrestricted Killing Gods—something close to a disaster.
Suddenly, the King of Slaughter waved his hand, and a stream of dark red liquid flew out from the blood pool before him.
As it reached his face, he opened his mouth, revealing two sharp fangs, and swallowed the blood.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"…
As Shui Wuhen's fingers moved slightly, over a hundred spinning ice spikes appeared behind him, pouring down like a meteor shower and instantly killing his opponents.
"What incredible control."
Tang San had not left but returned to the spectator stands, watching the progress of this genius who had once filled him with despair.
Seeing Shui Wuhen's effortless slaughter below, Tang San's expression turned serious.
"His mastery of self-created spirit abilities is definitely above Shui Bing'er's. If I face him, I'll only have a chance of winning if I use that."
What Tang San referred to was naturally his hidden weapons. However, he only had one life-saving hidden weapon. If he used it against Shui Wuhen, the danger he would face on the Hell Road would greatly increase.
After all, Tang San had not yet obtained the Wisdom Skull Spirit Bone for mental enhancement, so his strength was weaker than in the original story.
And after witnessing the self-created abilities of Shui Wuhen and Shui Bing'er, he no longer felt that the eighty-one hammer strikes of the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Method were particularly powerful.
"Better to avoid him. At worst, it'll just take longer to leave, but it will reduce a lot of risk."
Tang San thought to himself.
The shadow Shui Wuhen cast over him was too great. While he still had confidence in defeating Shui Bing'er, he had no confidence at all when it came to Shui Wuhen.
After all, he had trump cards—but did Shui Wuhen not have any?
He had only later learned that during the finals of the Elite Tournament, Shui Wuhen, as a mere Soul Emperor, had fought to a draw against Qian Renxue, who had already broken through to Soul Saint and possessed a god-level martial soul.
A Soul Emperor crossing ranks to draw against a Soul Saint with a god-level martial soul—just how many hidden cards did that involve?