Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, the Dragon Abyss Sword, has become its scabbard.

Chapter 74 Hell's Killing Field

The Dragon Abyss Sword pierced the body of a burly middle-aged man with numerous injuries, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Unexpectedly, this newcomer turned out to be the strongest among the ten, rendering all previous efforts futile.

Ding Quan drew his Dragon Abyss Sword, and his body fell straight down. In the hellish killing field, a surge of blood rose, and a bloody aura from the nine corpses flowed towards Ding Quan in the field.

He gripped the Dragon Abyss Sword in his hand, his killing intent growing stronger. A crimson hue appeared in his spiritual sea, affecting his entire being.

Moreover, my soul power is increasing. It seems that in the Hell Slaughter Arena, the winner can absorb some of the soul power of the loser.

However, within this blood-red soul power lies an extremely strong evil aura, bloodthirsty and cruel, giving rise to a desire for slaughter.

Ding Quan focused his mind, suppressed the anger in his heart, and then repelled the soul power.

The sea of ​​spirit returned to its original state, and sensing the evil aura within the crimson energy, I realized that my spiritual power was insufficient, and staying here would indeed easily lead to my downfall.

A trace of blood appeared on the Dragon Abyss Sword. This was not blood, but killing intent lingering on the Martial Soul, making the entire Dragon Abyss Sword seem even sharper.

Ding Quan glanced at the corpses in the arena. The crimson aura emanating from the arena erased the corpses on the ground. The dead turned into a mass of crimson blood that was absorbed by the ground and disappeared without a trace.

Thinking of the blood pool at the bottom of Hell Road, they must have gone there.

There were more people participating in this hellish killing field than Ding Quan had imagined.

Seeing the several teams of Fallen Ones already queuing up, the competition here seemed to be going on indefinitely, with no sign of stopping.

Ding Quan nodded to Ling and Wei'er, then left the Hell Slaughter Arena. In the killing competition just now, he was not particularly noticeable. Only two people actually died at his hands: one was the person who attacked him first, and the other was the person from just now.

These fallen ones will first team up to deal with the strongest-looking entity on the field, increasing their chances of survival.

After walking through a dark passageway, Ding Quan headed towards the light in the distance.

He's really dead?

As Ding Quan quickly walked out of the Hell Killing Arena, he saw a barely recognizable corpse not far from the entrance. Although it was difficult to identify, Ding Quan recognized it by its clothes. This was the winner of the previous killing arena battle.

Unfortunately, even though he won, he was seriously injured, as there are many degenerates out there.

In this killing city, the most dangerous thing is not this hellish killing field, but rather the countless fallen people living outside.

When faced with a severely injured person, they would not hesitate to take advantage of the blood on his body, which is blood, without any risk.

Many of them were carefully examining the cups filled with blood-red agate, their faces showing a look of fascination, as if they were on drugs.

They cannot live without this stuff, and the more powerful the fallen one, the stronger the effects of the blood.

This is also why they are here to ambush the winner of the Hell Killing Contest; of course, since the opponent is very strong, they will not make a move.

There were many people around him scrutinizing him, and their eyes flashed with surprise.

Ding Quan appeared unharmed, unlike someone who had just survived a hellish massacre, causing many of the fallen ones around him to avert their gaze.

"court death!"

But there are exceptions.

Seeing several Fallen Ones approaching him, Ding Quan brandished the Dragon Abyss Sword, which he hadn't yet sheathed, and slashed at them.

……

On the outskirts of the inner city of the Killing Capital, in a secluded dwelling.

After cleaning up the house, Ding Quan and his group asked the original owner to leave.

"How was it?" Ding Quan looked at Ling and Wei'er, who had both participated in the Hell Slaughter Arena competition, and unsurprisingly, they had won.

However, when they came out of the Hell Slaughter Arena, many people coveted the beauty. Although Ding Quan quickly killed several fallen ones before the two came out, many fallen soul masters attacked Wei'er who came out first.

After Ling came out, few people attacked again, since the corpses of the Fallen lay scattered all over the place.

"Winning in the Hell Slaughter Arena isn't a problem, but it's too dangerous outside." Ling took a deep breath. While the group was looking for accommodation, they were also attacked by many people.

"In a few days, no one will dare to attack us."

"Too!"

Those who have a high success rate in the hellish killing field arena are almost never challenged by fallen individuals.

Ding Quan remembered that in Hu Liena's original work, her sixteen-game winning streak would have placed her within the top 100 in this City of Slaughter.

Moreover, when she encountered Tang San, those fallen ones immediately retreated.

Being able to win more than ten consecutive matches in the Hell Slaughter Arena and evade the attacks of the Fallen Ones more than ten times is enough to make those Fallen Ones wary.

"You didn't absorb that soul power?" Ding Quan looked at the two people through his golden-red Xuanhuo eyes and didn't sense the evil aura filled with negative emotions.

"I didn't absorb it." Vera nodded upon hearing this, as she had the weakest mental strength among them.

"Me too."

"That's good."

Aside from the corrupted, the greatest threat is the spiritual influence and evil aura permeating this killing city, which leads people astray.

Although absorbing that soul power could enhance their strength to some extent, the improvement in soul power was not very useful here. After all, even if they reached level 60, they didn't have any soul rings to absorb, so they couldn't break through to the Soul Emperor level.

Moreover, the malevolent aura of negative emotions within that blood-red soul power made Ding Quan very concerned.

As the place where the Asura God inherited his legacy, the City of Slaughter should be a place of pure slaughter.

The source of this evil energy can only be known to the Rakshasa god.

Ding Quan looked at a tall building in the center of the Slaughter City; the King of Slaughter was located there.

The nine-headed bat king currently residing in Tang Chen's body is almost certainly the work of the Rakshasa God.

However, there is another possibility.

"Quan, my aura seems to have increased." Ling glanced at Ding Quan, and then a cold and chilling aura burst forth, carrying a chilling killing intent.

"Yeah?"

"Me too." Wei'er's martial spirit emerged, bursting forth with a masculine aura and a domineering killing intent.

"Is that so?" Ding Quan nodded slightly, thinking of the bloodstain on the Longyuan Sword, and that he should be the same.

Ling exuded a chilling killing intent, Wei'er was domineering, and he himself was sharp.

Can this murderous aura also enhance one's own imposing presence?

Ding Quan narrowed his eyes, and with his aura increasing, he was able to form a domain.

His previous aura already possessed some of the power of a domain, but it wasn't as strong as this.

When the aura is powerful enough, it can be engraved on the body or martial soul to form a domain.

Killing intent is indeed a kind of aura. It seems that the blood-red aura absorbed after winning in the hellish killing arena was to enhance that person's killing intent.

Only those who achieve a hundred victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena are qualified to venture into the Hell Road. It seems that this is a basic condition for transforming this murderous aura into a domain under specific circumstances.

With a hundred victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena, one's killing intent will naturally become extremely powerful, powerful enough to be engraved on one's martial soul at the end of the Hell Road.

However, seeing Ling and Wei'er's already powerful aura, the suppression he could feel even without releasing his martial soul, and their development of their martial souls far surpassing that of other soul masters of the same level, he was still impressed.

Perhaps they can comprehend their own unique domain here; their martial souls have this potential.

On one side, a woman dressed in black looked at the courtyard not far away with surprise and suspicion, as three extremely powerful auras had just flashed by.

This person is indeed Hu Liena, as Ding Quan had previously guessed.

A look of wariness flashed in Hu Liena's bewitching eyes. This place was close to the outer city, and the number of Fallen Ones was not large, nor were they very strong.

Therefore, after arriving in this killing city about two years ago, I often rest here.

Considering his current strength, with a winning streak of over fifty matches in the Hell Slaughter Arena, he figured that as long as he wasn't attacked by a group of top-ranked Fallen Ones, his safety wouldn't be a problem.

Moreover, those three auras just now didn't seem to belong to the powerful Fallen Ones I knew.

Is it them?

They seemed more like the few people I had just met today who weren't fallen.

Touching his head, he realized that the spiritual wisdom skull that his teacher had specially prepared for him was indeed very suitable for his spiritual attributes, and his perception ability was definitely correct.

This soul bone is a perfect match for him, greatly enhancing the talent of his martial soul.

This is also why his teacher agreed to let him come to this killing city for training.

Those people were just like me, just trainees here, but they were really bold.

These people are really bold!

In the hellish killing field, Hu Liena watched from the spectator area as the silver-haired woman brandished her sword.

Snow Lotus Martial Soul?

But what are those ice blades flying around her? Are they her own created soul skills?

It was precisely because of Ling's appearance that Hu Liena did not sign up for the Hell Slaughter Arena, since these people were not Fallen Ones.

She also discovered that once she signed up, the other party would avoid her.

I glanced at Ding Quan and another blonde woman who were also in the spectator area.

In the arena, nine Fallen Ones warily stared at a silver-haired woman, some of them with expressions of despair, wondering how they could be so unlucky as to have encountered this witch.

She achieved a 15-game winning streak in just one month, and her strength was increasing at a visible rate.

The first few matches were the same as usual, but after being chased by a group of Fallen Ones and fighting his way out with two other people, his strength suddenly became unpredictable.

In the ninth round, he killed the remaining nine people in just a few breaths.

Just looking into her eyes makes me feel dizzy.

"Such strong mental attributes!"

Hu Liena stared at the killing field. The silver-haired woman's eyes flashed with spiritual power. A trembling Fallen in front of her stopped moving instantly. Then, an ice blade full of killing intent sliced ​​across his neck without any resistance.

"Ah! Die!" A fallen being suddenly wielded a large sword and charged toward Ling with a ferocious expression.

"Let's attack together, or none of us will survive!" A man who had won several consecutive matches drew a long sword and looked at Ling with a solemn expression.

"You don't need to tell me!"

Uh~!

The three weakest Fallen Ones were killed off before the game even began.

Ling dodged a meteor hammer attack, the martial soul of a fallen one.

An ice blade shot towards him. This fallen man wielded his meteor hammer with great skill, but it was too heavy. As if it had a mind of its own, the ice blade bypassed his defenses and pierced straight into his neck.

Does this person possess a head-shaped soul bone, given that her spiritual power surpasses mine?

Seeing this, Hu Liena watched the silver-haired woman in the arena quickly eliminating her opponents. She had won this killing contest.

Has it been a sixteen-game winning streak? It's only been a little over a month.

At this moment, no fallen ones registered for the Hellish Killing Arena. Those fallen ones who came here lost all interest after seeing the three figures.

Sure enough, a dashing man and a blonde woman were there.

And that messenger of hell was also there!

Ding Quan watched as no one else signed up for the Hell Slaughter Arena after the group appeared, realizing that their current deterrent power was indeed strong enough.

Although they only won ten or so games in a row, their strength has greatly improved during this period.

The killing intent is indeed effective. Ling and Wei'er's aura is already influencing me, and it will become stronger as the killing intent intensifies.

With a winning streak of more than ten games, he could barely rank among the top 100 in the Hell Slaughter Arena.

Once those who had fallen from grace saw that a few people had appeared, they stopped signing up for the competition, as waiting to gather ten people would take too long.

Ding Quan looked at Hu Liena, and just as he had thought, this person was indeed Hu Liena.

In the past month, Ding Quan has learned about her information.

In less than two years since arriving here, they have achieved a 61-game winning streak.

Her strength was much greater than he had expected. Ding Quan had seen her kill matches; she was also surrounded and attacked as soon as she entered the arena.

Hu Liena possesses exceptional close-combat abilities, but what Ding Quan is even more concerned about is her head-shaped soul bone skill.

Hu Liena does not possess Tang San's Purple Demon Eye, and the soul bone skill she acquired is not Purple Divine Light.

Her martial spirit is a fox demon, possessing extremely strong spiritual attributes and a powerful allure.

Ding Quan had seen her use her Martial Soul, which, like the evil aura of this City of Slaughter, possessed the ability to disturb one's mind.

After thinking for a moment, he got up and walked towards Hu Liena.

"We meet again."

"I didn't expect you to be so strong. I told you to be careful before, but it seems I was overthinking it." Hu Liena didn't leave. She looked at the man in front of her, Wei'er, and Ling in the arena. These three, like herself, were indeed trainees who came here for training.

"But you're still no match for me. You came here alone, and I believe it won't be long before you become the champion of a hundred wins in the killing field." Ding Quan had no doubt that Hu Liena could achieve a hundred wins, since she was able to do so in the original story.

However, the Hell Road was extremely difficult for her. In the original story, if it weren't for Tang San, she would have had a real hard time getting through the Hell Road.

Even now, with Hu Liena having obtained a more suitable head soul bone, Ding Quan doesn't believe she can successfully pass through the Hell Road.

"You are the same."

"I've come here today to ask Miss Hu Liena for a favor."

"You know me? But what's the matter?" Hu Liena's expression flashed with surprise upon hearing this, but she quickly recovered.

In this city of slaughter, everyone uses the numbers or codes on their identity tags. People here don't know their own names, but these two people came in from outside. He is the champion of the previous Soul Master Competition, so it's normal for someone to recognize him.

In an empty room, a burly man dressed in dark red, with blood-red markings on his face and bloodshot eyes, sat on a skull chair.

"Your Majesty, those people have made contact with the messengers of Hell."

"Yeah?"

"Should I arrange for something to be done?" A wicked look appeared on the alluring woman's face.

(End of this chapter)