Douluo: Seven Asuras

Chapter 111 Haotian Sect

Chen Feng stood up, flapped his two huge sword wings lightly, and flew into the air.

Looking down from the sky at the dark city of slaughter, the place where the God of Killing's domain was created, countless people knelt on the ground to express their submission to him.

Two warriors wearing black armor with only their eyes exposed walked out. They were wearing the same red cloaks behind them and also had a sharp murderous aura on their bodies, but it was not as good as Chen Feng's.

"Great and powerful one, you have defeated the King of Slaughter. Are you going to become the new King of Slaughter?"

They are the two Titled Douluo-level masters in the City of Slaughter besides the King of Slaughter. They are the law enforcers who maintain order. However, unlike the King of Slaughter, they have not obtained the Domain of the God of Killing, so no matter how high their status in the City of Slaughter is, they cannot use their spirit skills freely.

Chen Feng thought about it for a moment.

The City of Killing is a city of sin and a lawless place, but there is a reason for its existence.

In addition to the inheritance of the two great gods, many evildoers are also trapped here to a certain extent. Here, they are like prisoners, and once they enter, they cannot leave easily.

Chen Feng had thought about destroying the entire City of Slaughter like Tang San did. The Bloody Swan Kiss in the storage belt was still there. He only needed to throw it into the abyss below to destroy everything, because blood was the root of the City of Slaughter.

However, once the City of Slaughter no longer exists, not only will the inheritance of the two great gods be lost, will those evildoers have no place to be restrained in the future?
Allowing them to do evil in the outside world is the most troublesome thing.

Chen Feng came from five hundred years later, and he knew very well that after losing the City of Slaughter, a kind of blood soul master would still be born in the soul master world. Some people also called them "evil soul masters."

Instead of that, it is better to leave the City of Killing, which will attract all soul masters who love killing and evil, and then imprison everyone like a cage.

"The King of Slaughter has just left, he is not dead. You can take over the City of Slaughter in his place. The rules remain the same until a new King of Slaughter emerges." Chen Feng said.

The two law enforcers nodded in agreement at the same time.

Chen Feng took one last look at the place, flapped his wings lightly, and disappeared in the City of Slaughter in an instant like a meteor.

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Three hundred miles east of Tiandou City.

This place is surrounded by mountains and has a village that is about the same size as the Soul Hunting Village.

It was time for lunch. Wisps of smoke rose from all over the village. In the fields, farmers were packing up their tools and preparing to go home.

A young man about 1.85 meters tall and dressed in black walked in here, looking out of place with the simple surroundings.

The man wore a conical hat and a black veil that completely covered his face. It was Chen Feng.

"Who are you? Please leave here, we don't welcome outsiders."

At the entrance of the village, several villagers stopped Chen Feng and looked him up and down, appearing somewhat wary.

"Go tell the Haotian Sect that the chief elder has arrived and have them greet him quickly."

A slightly indifferent voice came from under the bamboo hat.

The Haotian Sect is a place where strength is respected. They must be forced to bow their heads with hard power, and then the chief elder's things must be taken out to convince them. This was the process that Chen Feng had thought of before he came.

If you don't show some strength when talking to this group of stubborn donkeys with rusty brains who only know how to swing hammers, they will just think you are easy to bully.

"What Haotian Sect? We are just an ordinary small village."

Several villagers flatly denied it, and their eyes were full of vigilance. They were not real disciples of the Haotian Sect, but only affiliated collateral branches and their families. Now that the Haotian Sect had retired, this village could only be considered an outpost of the Haotian Sect at best.

Chen Feng's cold voice sounded again, "Is it the Haotian Sect? Everyone knows it in their hearts, there is no need to pretend to be confused, or maybe you think I'm too easy to talk to? Believe it or not, I will destroy your village!"

The dusty wind stirred up a slight hint of murderous aura, just a slight hint, but it swept across the entire village like frost.

The villagers who were blocking the road felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar in summer, with their hair standing on end.

"You, you wait!"

They knew they were no match for the enemy, so they immediately sent someone to report the situation.

Chen Feng just waited quietly.

About half an hour later, a long howl was heard.

About a dozen young men in gray clothes rushed over.

The leader was a man with broad shoulders, a broad back, a straight nose and a square mouth. He had short hair like steel needles and looked to be about thirty years old. His muscles bulged under his grey gown. He looked like a lion ready to pounce, full of strong power.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into my Haotian Sect!"

The burly man in gray asked, his eyes flashing sharply and full of hostility.

He waved his hand, and more than a dozen disciples of the Haotian Sect immediately gathered around him, while the villagers who had been there before had long disappeared without a trace.

Chen Feng smiled, reached out and took out the Haotian Chief Order, "Why don't you kneel down when you see the Chief Elder?"

"Chief Elder?"

The burly man in gray suddenly looked a little dazed, because he saw the small golden hammer that symbolized the supreme power of the Haotian Sect. What was strange was that the Chief Elder's Order had disappeared with the first sect master Tang Chen, and they only knew about it in the sect's books. How could it appear here?

"What? As a disciple of the Haotian Sect, you don't even recognize the order of the chief elder? Kneel down!"

Dust and wind lightly rebuked.

A dozen of Haotian Sect disciples suddenly felt the air around them vibrate and their bodies shook violently.

The strong man in gray clothes asked angrily: "Who are you? Why is the chief token in your hands?"

"Of course it was given to me personally by Senior Tang Chen. He told me that in Haotian Sect, I would see Ling Ru as he saw me. Is that right or wrong?"

"This is."

Although the burly man in gray was reluctant, he had to nod because it was the fact.

Following his eye signal, more than a dozen disciples of Haotian Sect bowed and saluted at the same time. Of course, they were bowing to the Chief Haotian. They only bowed and did not kneel down, because the person holding the token was not a disciple of Haotian Sect!
Standing up, the strong man in gray asked with a frosty face: "Sir, now you should tell me your background and purpose, right?"

Chen Feng raised the corner of his mouth playfully and said, "Of course, I came to Haotian Sect because I have something important to discuss. I have nothing to say to you second-generation disciples. Take me to see your sect master and elders."

The burly man in gray's eyes flickered a few times. He was a little defensive at first, but after thinking about the strength of the sect master and several elders, he felt relieved.

Now in the world of soul masters, how many people are able to fight alone and stir up trouble in the Haotian Sect?

He turned and waved, with only a simple, "Follow me!"

(End of this chapter)