The Peerless Tang Sect: Possessing Huo Yuhao at the Start

After breaking through to the Soul Douluo level and resting for a few days, Huo Zhanji began his final killing spree. He had been here for almost a year, and was only one match away from winning the title of Hell Slaughter Arena champion, while only half a day had passed in the real world.

Three days later, in the Hell Slaughter Arena, the last opponent, after being smashed into a bloody mist by Huo Zhanji's punch, couldn't help but raise his hands high, releasing his entire body's terrifying and bloody killing aura without reservation.

An almost tangible killing intent formed a huge vortex in the air, and the vast arena was completely silent under the influence of the immense killing intent released by him.

The word "Shura" is like a symbol of hell. Everyone thinks that Shura is the most terrifying existence for Huo Zhanji. As his opponent, almost everyone can leave their last words in advance, because there is no way to escape Huo Zhanji's capture and killing. At this time, Huo Zhanji is an opponent that no one in the City of Slaughter wants to face.

"Congratulations, Shura." A deep, sharp voice suddenly came from all directions.

The killing intent released by Huo Zhanji was reversed the moment the sound rang out, and was forced back into his body. Huo Zhanji's expression tightened slightly, and the atmosphere in the Hell Slaughter Arena instantly rose to its peak, because a blood-red figure was descending from the sky.

"King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter..." The shouts made the Fallen Ones hoarse, but they showed no sign of stopping.

Huo Zhanji looked toward the scarlet figure in mid-air. It was a tall man, his whole body wrapped in a huge scarlet cloak, with a pale face and completely blood-red eyes. His body was slowly descending from the sky.

Hovering five meters above the ground, the King of Slaughter stopped descending and looked down at Huo Zhanji from the air. His gaze fell on the viewing platform of the Hell Slaughter Arena.

"I am delighted to witness the birth of a powerful warrior in the killing field today. A hundred victories, a feat unseen for decades, Shura's immense strength and terrifying killing intent make you tremble, don't they, my people?"

"Yes—, yes—, yes—" The King of Slaughter lowered his head and looked at Huo Zhanji. "Shura, thank you for letting me feel the existence of passion again. Hundred Victories, very good. In recognition of your achievements, I have decided to exceptionally bestow upon you the title of God of Slaughter. From now on, you may freely enter and leave the City of Slaughter. Furthermore, you will be appointed as a guest elder of the City of Slaughter, under my command."

Huo Zhanji spoke calmly, saying, "No need. Great King of Slaughter, you cannot break the rules of the Slaughter City because of me. I am willing to pass the test of Hell Road and receive your reward. I hope to rely on my own strength to walk out of here and become a true God of Slaughter."

The King of Slaughter's eyes narrowed. "Since that's the case, then you shall walk the Road to Hell. If you can make it out, then you will be the new God of Slaughter."

Thick red mist suddenly emanated from the King of Slaughter, and evil, cold red ripples slowly spread out, reaching the entire area in the blink of an eye.

The Fallen Ones sitting in the stands were all unusually excited. They all hoped to see the Hell Road open. Apart from the God of Slaughter and the King of Slaughter, no one had ever seen the Hell Road open. The red light released from the King of Slaughter spread to the surrounding stands, and the screams of the Fallen Ones were endless.

"It is their honor to become sacrifices for the opening of the Hell Road," the King of Slaughter's deep voice rang out.

At this moment, the screams gradually subsided. Apart from Huo Zhanji and the King of Slaughter, there seemed to be no other living people here. The blood flowed into the field, but it did not spread in a straight line. On the ground, grooves appeared at some point, and the blood flowed into them, gradually gathering into a huge blood-red pattern on the ground.

Suddenly, a massive red light shot into the sky, instantly engulfing Huo Zhanji's body. All senses around him became blurred, with only the deep, sharp voice of the King of Slaughter echoing in his ears.

"Good luck on your road to hell."

Under the crimson engulfment, Huo Zhanji felt his feet sink into the void, and everything around him became illusory. All his senses were completely shut down at this moment, and the killing intent on his body gathered into a layer of faint white ripples that protected his body.

After an unknown amount of time, accompanied by a violent tremor, all sensations returned, and the surrounding bloody light gradually faded. When Huo Zhanji fully regained consciousness, he found himself on a circular platform.

In addition, a narrow path, less than half a foot wide and only wide enough for two feet to stand at the same time, leads into the unknown darkness. This is the only way for Huo Zhanji's platform to reach the outside world.

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At this moment in the Douluo God Realm, the first generation Asura God was overjoyed to see Huo Zhanji.

"The Three Lives Martial Soul has finally led us to a human who can bear the core of the Creation God."

When he reappeared, he was already at the Divine Realm Committee. The God of Asura directly summoned all the Enforcement God Kings. Their figures appeared the instant the message from Asura was sent out, and they all looked at the God of Asura with puzzled expressions.

"Shura, what's wrong? What happened? I was just cultivating when you woke me up." The God of Destruction looked at the God of Shura with some displeasure. He had just entered his cultivation when the God of Shura woke him up.

"Yes, Shura, what brings you here this time?" The Evil God King was also somewhat puzzled. He nodded to Shura, signaling him to speak quickly.

With a flick of his finger, the God of Asura presented a new scene before them. The scene depicted what had happened after Huo Zhanji arrived in the City of Slaughter. Although the gods were somewhat puzzled, they could only suppress their doubts by observing the God of Asura's expression, and they began to observe.

After reading it, the Kind God King let out a deep breath: "Three divine-level martial souls in one person, and with the inheritance of a supreme god within him, how is this possible?"

"This Huo Zhanji's talent is too terrifying, isn't it? He's only about seventeen years old, and he's already broken through to the Soul Douluo level..." the Evil God King said.

"He doesn't seem to exist in the present, but in the future." The God of Destruction crossed his arms, but his expression also changed slightly.

"How powerful must his supreme inheritance be to send his successor to the past?" The Goddess of Life beside the God of Destruction couldn't help but ask.

"Judging from the time travel, that powerful being is at least no weaker than the Creator God," the Asura God chimed in.

"Old Asura, you didn't call us here just to try and merge the core of the Creator God into this kid's body, did you?" the God of Destruction said.

"We must always strive for a higher realm. There is no one in this world who can bear the weight of our cultivation. Now that the successor has been delivered to us, we should seize the opportunity," said the Asura God.

"He has already broken through to the Soul Douluo level, and he hasn't even obtained a Soul Ring yet. Let's see his strength before making a decision," said the God of Destruction, and the other three God Kings nodded in agreement.

"This kid won't let us down."

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(End of this chapter)