I'm picking up fragments in Douluo Continent

Chapter 279 Tang Chen
The city of slaughter, the heavy stench of blood in the air is nauseating.

"what!"

A scream rang out from the alley, clearly indicating that someone else had been brutally murdered.

Lu Feng glanced at it casually, and then walked straight towards the residence of the King of Slaughter.

He made no attempt to conceal himself, walking openly down the street. Along the way, numerous thugs stared at Lu Feng, but they clearly lacked the courage to make a move.

There was no other reason than the blood-red sword in Lu Feng's hand, which exuded an aura that chilled them to the bone.

The man who dared to go head-to-head with the King of Slaughter is back.

Sword-wielding Envoy, Tang Er!

As Lu Feng stepped into the castle at the very center of the city, he instantly sensed a strong aura of killing intent.

The domain of the King of Slaughter, the Slaughter Domain.

With this one skill, every little thing happening in the entire Killing City is under the surveillance of the Killing King.

"bass."

A ring of golden light emanated from Lu Feng's body as his armor merged with his, and at the same time, he released his own golden domain.

The golden halo spread rapidly, and the surging power of light clashed violently with the evil, bloody aura.

Along the way, many envoys launched attacks against Lu Feng.

However, even the once titled Douluo was no match for him.

Gradually, no one dared to step forward anymore.

Everyone stared intently at Lu Feng, and a shocking thought simultaneously arose in their minds: the world of the Killing City was about to change.

Upon entering the main hall, Lu Feng immediately spotted the red figure seated in the central position.

A blood-red robe, a stand-up collar cloak, and a pale face. A crimson mist constantly emanated from his body, as if he were bathing in a pool of blood.

"You've finally arrived? I've been waiting for you for a long time." The King of Slaughter's voice was devoid of any human emotion, filled only with endless coldness and malevolence.

"Oh?" His words piqued Lu Feng's interest. "You knew I would come looking for you?"

"Only one Asura Sword is allowed to exist in this world," the King of Slaughter said in a deep voice. "The majesty of the gods is inviolable."

As soon as he finished speaking, the King of Slaughter stood up and walked towards Lu Feng step by step. His soul power surged, and with a 'whoosh,' a blood-red greatsword appeared in his hand.

He walked very slowly, but each step he took brought a powerful sense of pressure that made it hard to breathe.

Facing the King of Slaughter, Lu Feng remained calm. Back when he was a Soul Saint, he had fought the King of Slaughter to a standstill, not to mention now that he had reached level 94.

Lu Feng calmly countered, "Is it possible that the sword in your hand is female, and my sword is male?"

"You're courting death!" The King of Slaughter's eyes suddenly blazed with light.

Behind him, a pair of enormous, blood-red wings unfurled. He brandished his greatsword and slashed straight at Lu Feng's chest.

At the same time, a surge of blood energy emanated from his body, instantly spreading throughout the entire hall.

Several envoys in the distance coughed up a mouthful of blood. Their faces turned deathly pale, and they could barely breathe.

"Huh, so I really can't use soul skills?" Lu Feng exclaimed in surprise.

The next moment, the same blood-red light surged from his body, and a layer of golden-red blood armor instantly covered his entire body.

After several attempts to practice together, Lu Feng and Xiao Wu's combined movements have become increasingly skilled.

"Shura, judge!"

Lu Feng raised the Asura Sword in both hands and leaped into the air. In an instant, he seemed to merge with the blood moon in the sky.

The domineering blood-red light unleashed by the King of Slaughter is called the Slaughter Domain. Under this domain, one can materialize their killing intent, greatly enhancing their combat power.

What's most terrifying is its "magic suppression" effect, which prevents enemies from using Soul Ring skills.

The original work mentions that in order to resist this domain, one must use abilities from other domains to contend with it.

Of course, Lu Feng could also resist it by directly using divine power.

"boom!"

A magnificent crimson sword aura condensed and instantly engulfed the King of Slaughter's body.

Feeling excruciating pain throughout his body, especially the mental pressure, the King of Slaughter desperately activated his domain to protect his body.

But he only lasted a moment before being blasted dozens of meters away.

"Why...why can you use divine power?"

The King of Slaughter's eyes were fixed on Lu Feng. When he saw the somewhat familiar Asura Armor on Lu Feng, he froze in shock.

The Nine-Headed Bat King possessed Tang Chen with the ultimate goal of devouring the divine power of the Asura God.

If he gains enough power, he may be able to break through level 100, shatter the barrier outside Douluo Continent, and roam freely throughout the universe.

However, the King of Slaughter never expected that his decades of painstaking efforts would be no match for the gains of a mere youth in just two or three years.

That's divine power, the power he craved most.

And this kid, has he really become so powerful?
Nine spirit rings, the strength of a Title Douluo.

Three spirit rings that are over 100,000 years old.

In the King of Slaughter's perception, the pressure emanating from Lu Feng's three blood-red soul rings, especially the ninth soul ring, was even stronger than that of its own body.

"Cough cough cough."

The King of Slaughter coughed heavily a few times, barely managing to sit up. His blood-red eyes were filled with disbelief, and his hands trembled with intense divine power.

Upon closer inspection, one can see several fine cracks on the surface of his skin.

"I just casually thrust out a sword, and the opponent immediately used a powerful move."

His gaze was fixed on the Asura Sword in Lu Feng's hand.

Clearly, the King of Slaughter hadn't expected that Lu Feng would have completely mastered the use of the divine artifact.

"Roar!"

The King of Slaughter roared in resentment, and circles of blood-red light rippled out from his body.

The next moment, his wings unfurled, and he soared into the air. With a fluid, graceful movement, he instantly moved hundreds of meters away.

"Want to run?"

Lu Feng's eyes sharpened, and the divine sword mark on his forehead suddenly lit up.

This city of slaughter is the territory of the Asura God.

Although the King of Slaughter possessed numerous skills, he was, at best, a butler. Lu Feng, wielding the Asura Sword and its scabbard, was the true master of this land.

"Whoosh!"

The blood moon in mid-air suddenly emitted a strong red light.

At the same time, Lu Feng's body turned completely golden, seemingly echoing the moonlight.

The next moment, an aura of majesty and holiness filled the entire city. It was an extreme aura of slaughter, a chilling cold that could freeze one's very bones.

The eyes of the thugs who were killing in the streets gradually became vacant.

As time passed, their bodies gradually decomposed, evaporating like water vapor. And until the very end, they remained completely unaware of anything.

The second move of the Asura Divine Sword: Light of Judgment.

As the god of judgment, the Asura God's killing is not evil, but rather a means to stop killing. When faced with the fallen, they should be ended by violent means.

Purifying sin with light and transforming evil with love is the way of angels and gods.

The Asura God, on the other hand, sent them to see the angels.

At this moment, in the City of Slaughter, apart from those who had hidden in their rooms, there were still some people who remained standing under the light of judgment.

These people harbored only the purest desire for killing, yet they did not succumb to depravity.

A middle-aged man was the first to regain his senses. To his surprise, he discovered that his soul power had increased by five levels. The bottleneck he had been stuck on for so long had been broken through.

"thump."

The man immediately prostrated himself on the ground and bowed to the blood moon.

Under his leadership, the dozen or so people knelt down on both knees, thanking the god of slaughter for his grace.

At this moment, the King of Slaughter was kneeling on the ground, his entire body bathed in bloody light.

At that moment, his body froze like a sculpture, even the expression on his face froze, as if he had been infected by something.

Time passed second by second, and the golden light emanating from Lu Feng grew stronger and stronger. The Asura Sword in his hand shone with countless rays of light, and every demonic rune on it became exceptionally clear.

At this moment, the King of Slaughter finally changed.

His originally pale face was replaced by an unhealthy flush. His wings shattered inch by inch, turning to ashes and disappearing under the light of judgment.

His hair turned from red to black, and his eyes gradually regained their clarity.

The demonic mark on his forehead, which was initially bright red, gradually faded until it was just a faint mark.

Lu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. At this moment, he could clearly feel that the aura emanating from the King of Slaughter was increasing exponentially.

His initial strength was probably only that of a Super Douluo.

He almost instantly rose to level ninety-nine, becoming a Limit Douluo.

Then, the aura emanating from him became pure.

The corrupting aura that was originally mixed in disappeared, gradually transforming into the purest killing intent.

"Divine power!" Lu Feng immediately made a decision. At this moment, the strength of the King of Slaughter had surpassed that of the Abyss Spirit Dragon in the far north.

However, he did not make another move, but quietly watched the changes in the King of Slaughter.

Finally, the King of Slaughter's eyes lit up.

His face still looked like that of a middle-aged man, but he had become much more handsome and looked righteous.

"boom!"

A colossal red hammer appeared in his hand, gleaming with countless magnificent magical runes.

Strangely, the giant hammer changed rapidly after it appeared.

In the blink of an eye, the hammer seemed to melt and transform back into a blood-red giant sword over two meters long.

The King of Slaughter gripped his sword with both hands, silently watching Lu Feng without making any move.

The two stared at each other, neither making a move.

Finally, the King of Slaughter broke the silence, "This is the power of the God of Asura. Are you also a successor?"

In his perception, Lu Feng's soul power level was far inferior to his own, but the other party's use of divine power far surpassed his own.

Especially his blood-red armor, which was exactly the same as the statue in the Temple of Asura.

"Could this person have already completed the eighth trial of Asura? Is he only one step away from completing it?" The King of Slaughter's mind raced.

As a competitor, his first reaction was to eliminate the other party.

However, the King of Slaughter knew clearly that he had failed his Asura Trial.

If it weren't for the other party's intervention, I might have been possessed by that monster for the rest of my life, living in a daze. Moreover, the other party clearly had the opportunity to kill me just now, but didn't make a move.

He lived a life of integrity and uprightness, and naturally would not be an ungrateful person.

Just as the King of Slaughter was in a state of mental turmoil, Lu Feng's voice rang out, "Junior Lu Feng greets Senior Tang Chen."

"Huh? You know me?" The King of Slaughter was taken aback upon hearing this.

The next moment, an idea suddenly flashed through his mind. Lu Feng's martial soul contained the purest power of light.

"How is Qian Daoliu?" Tang Chen asked in a deep voice.

In his mind, he already regarded Lu Feng as Qian Daoliu's junior.

"The High Priest is still the same as always; he still thinks about you. He often mentions the days when you went to Seagod Island together," Lu Feng said calmly.

In Lu Feng's view, with the strength of the Spirit Hall, it wouldn't be difficult to find out the true identity of the King of Slaughter, since his appearance hasn't changed much.

Perhaps that's why the Spirit Hall didn't go all out against the Clear Sky Sect.

The reason Lu Feng didn't take action against Tang Chen was not because he was soft-hearted.

Rather, it was Tang Chen's state at the time. Although he seemed dazed and confused, if Lu Feng had made a move directly, it would have definitely provoked a fierce counterattack from him.

Lu Feng was genuinely afraid that a demigod-level opponent could sink the City of Slaughter.

However, Tang Chen's current condition is such that his body has completely collapsed, and he definitely won't live more than three months.

Lu Feng naturally had no reason to fight to the death with a dying man.

Poseidon Island?

Tang Chen's voice became aged and deep, not like that of a middle-aged person at all, but more like that of an old man in his twilight years.

"Young friend, thank you very much for today. If there is another opportunity, Tang Chen will definitely repay this kindness."

As he spoke, Tang Chen let out a long sigh.

He suddenly leaped into the air, instantly transforming into a blood-red meteor and disappearing from Lu Feng's sight.

Although Tang Chen still had many questions in his mind, such as why there were two Shura Swords in the world.
Why is Lu Feng able to wield the Asura Divine Armor with a mortal body?

But now, he no longer had the mind to ask these questions. Because he knew that his time was running out.

"Whoosh!"

A flash of red light, and Xiao Wu broke free from Lu Feng's body.

"Lu Feng, who is that person?"

Lu Feng shook his head and sighed, "A man who once dominated the continent, but unfortunately, he was ultimately outmaneuvered."

At the same time, Lu Feng's mood darkened; he couldn't repeat Tang Chen's mistake.

"Let's go find the Nine-Headed Bat King's physical body. If I'm not mistaken, it should be hidden within this City of Slaughter."

Road to hell.

"Buzz."

A series of flapping sounds came from the wings.

They were blood-red bats, each about a foot long, but with wingspans exceeding a meter.

In the darkness, Lu Feng stared intently at the blood pool below, his eyes turning completely purple.

"Sure enough, it hid its physical body in the pool of blood!"

(End of this chapter)