Chapter 68: Return to Slaughter City
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A moment later.
Blinding sunlight suddenly struck, and Su Mo instinctively narrowed his eyes.
Having spent a long time in the dim, oppressive environment of Slaughter City, his eyes couldn't adjust immediately upon seeing real sunlight.
After a moment of adjustment, Su Mo slowly opened his eyes.
What greeted his gaze was a mountainous forest—lush trees, dense shrubs, and undulating mountain ranges in the distance.
Su Mo took a deep breath. Fresh air filled his nostrils, carrying the scent of earth and the fragrance of plants.
This stood in stark contrast to the putrid, bloody stench of Slaughter City.
After so long in a place like Slaughter City, seeing the natural beauty of clear waters and green mountains immediately relaxed Su Mo's mind.
The previously restless Killing Intent within him gradually subsided in this tranquil and peaceful environment.
Just then, a shadowy figure suddenly appeared before him.
But Su Mo showed no sign of alarm, for he had already sensed the newcomer's aura—a familiar one.
The shadow gradually solidified, taking human form. It was the Spirit Hall Elder, Ghost Douluo Gui Mei.
He was now a ninety-four level Titled Douluo.
"Your Highness the Saint, you've finally emerged," Gui Mei said excitedly.
Su Mo gave a slight nod. "Elder Gui Mei, it's been a long time."
"Your Highness, you've been gone for over two years. His Holiness the Pope and Her Highness the Holy Maiden have been very worried. His Holiness specifically ordered me to escort you back to Spirit City."
As early as over half a year ago, Qian Xunji had sent Gui Mei to receive Su Mo.
However, entering Slaughter City was easy; leaving was difficult. Gui Mei lacked the qualifications to enter and could only wait outside.
He had waited for the better part of a year.
During that time, he had guarded this stretch of forest day and night, not daring to leave for a moment, fearing he might miss Su Mo's emergence.
Now, he had finally succeeded.
Yet, Su Mo shook his head slightly:
"No. Go back and tell my teacher and Senior Sister that I have received a divine trial and must go complete the assessment. I don't know when I'll be able to return. And..."
As he spoke, Su Mo directly released his Martial Soul, the Asura Demon Sword. Immediately after, seven Soul Rings manifested around him in sequence.
One yellow, two purple, one black, three red.
"Three hundred thousand year spirit rings! Level seventy-five!" Gui Mei's eyes were filled with shock and awe.
Even with his composure, he couldn't remain calm at this moment.
When Su Mo entered Slaughter City, he hadn't even reached level sixty. Now, just over two years later, he was a level seventy-five Soul Saint?
Moreover, he possessed three hundred thousand year spirit rings?
A Soul Saint of such age with such Soul Ring configuration was absolutely unprecedented in the entire continent's history!
More importantly, Su Mo now possessed a divine trial. Given time, he would not only become a Titled Douluo but could even ascend to become a legendary god.
Su Mo said calmly, "With my current strength, there aren't many on the entire continent who can harm me.
So go back and tell my teacher and Senior Sister not to worry about my safety."
He wasn't boasting.
The Martial Soul Abilities brought by three hundred thousand year spirit rings, two hundred thousand year Soul Bones, an evolved Slaughter God Domain, and the External Soul Bone, the Black Gold Sword Wings.
With such a setup, even facing a Titled Douluo, Su Mo had the confidence to fight.
Gui Mei quickly regained his composure and said respectfully, "Yes, Your Highness."
"Alright, you may return," Su Mo waved his hand. "I must go to complete the divine trial."
"Safe travels, Your Highness."
Su Mo nodded and said no more.
He unfurled the Black Gold Sword Wings. With a flap, he soared into the air, transforming into a streak of light that shot towards the horizon.
Gui Mei stood in place, watching Su Mo's figure grow smaller and smaller until it completely vanished from sight.
He stood for a moment longer before turning and leaving, his figure merging into the mountain forest and disappearing in an instant.
Not long after, Su Mo arrived once more at Slaughter Town.
Looking down from the air, Slaughter Town appeared unchanged from two years ago.
Soon, Su Mo descended, landing at the edge of the town.
He headed straight for that small tavern.
Two and a half years ago, Su Mo had destroyed the tavern, but now it had been repaired.
The walls had been rebuilt, the tables and chairs replaced with new ones, yet the style remained the same rough, crude appearance.
Although the tavern's server was a different person, their expression was still cold, eyes vacant, like a walking corpse.
The moment Su Mo stepped into the small tavern, the hall fell so silent you could hear a pin drop.
The few scattered individuals drinking Bloody Marys simultaneously stopped their movements. All eyes fixed on him, filled with terror.
Everyone here had blood on their hands to some degree, their Killing Intent heavy.
If the Killing Intent in their hands was a candle flame, then the Killing Intent emanating from Su Mo was an erupting volcano—they were not on the same level.
Moreover, the aura radiating from Su Mo was extremely sinister and cold. It wasn't ordinary chill, but a bone-deep frigidity that seemed capable of freezing one's Soul.
They found it hard to breathe, their chests feeling as if pressed by a giant rock, causing their breath to catch.
This time, Su Mo did not kill them.
He had come to take over Slaughter City, so naturally, he wouldn't damage the entrance again.
He walked directly behind the bar counter.
The server's body trembled slightly. "You... what do you want?"
He was clearly also intimidated by Su Mo's Killing Intent, his voice shaking.
"Open the entrance, or die." A wisp of Killing Intent involuntarily leaked from Su Mo.
The server felt as if an invisible hand had gripped his heart, making even its beating difficult.
Beads of sweat instantly broke out on his forehead. His legs gave way, and he slumped to the floor with a thud.
"I won't say it a second time."
"Y-yes..."
The server scrambled to turn around, his hands trembling as he fumbled beneath the counter.
With a click, the hidden passage's entrance slowly opened, revealing the deep, dark tunnel leading to Slaughter City.
Without another glance at him, Su Mo leaped down into the passage.
A moment later, the few people in the tavern finally sighed in relief, looking at each other.
...
Su Mo once again arrived at the passageway of Slaughter City.
Before long, he encountered that group of Black Armor Knights.
The leading Black Armor Knight clearly stiffened for a moment upon seeing the visitor's face.
"Asura, it's you? How have you returned?"
As the leader of Slaughter City's enforcers, he was no stranger to Su Mo.
"The Slaughter King is dead. I am now taking over Slaughter City."
"What?!" The lead Black Armor Knight's voice abruptly rose.
The knights behind him stirred uneasily.
"Asura, do you know what you're saying? Even if you are a Slaughter God, Slaughter City is not a place for you to cause trouble.
The Great King is immensely powerful. How could he possibly be dead? If you dare spout such nonsense again, don't blame me for being impolite."
The lead Black Armor Knight's voice was filled with disbelief and anger.
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