Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Ability Lock, Intercepting the Zhu Sisters

Chapter 97 Dried Bamboo Shoots Killed Instantly!

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A flash of golden light appeared in the dimly lit wooden house. The burly men who had been glaring angrily at Dai Yao were instantly decapitated, and the space was filled with bits of flesh and the stench of blood.

"Open the door."

Dai Yao stepped forward expressionlessly.

Seeing this, the thin man behind the counter understood Dai Yao's idea.

He glanced at the corpses and swallowed hard.

When the entrance to the City of Slaughter opens, Dai Yao, the god of death, will be sent away.

The next moment, what appeared before Dai Yao was a pitch-black passage where you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

That endless darkness, like a giant, mysterious net, seemed intent on devouring everything.

Without hesitation, Dai Yao took a step forward.

The next moment, Dai Yao felt his soul power instantly suppressed, and he could no longer use the power of his soul rings. However, his silver armor remained intact.

These situations were all within his expectations, and he immediately walked into the bottomless passage, soon arriving at a set of steps.

This was a circular staircase, with an unfathomable bottom below and utter darkness in front of it. There was not a single ray of light, not a single sound, only pure, chilling blackness.

But none of this had much of an impact on Dai Yao.

"I wonder if the rules of this Killing City are as I know them..."

Dai Yao frowned, pondering as he took each step forward.

Currently, all those who have entered and emerged from the City of Slaughter are people with connections to the gods.

Tang Hao's grandfather, Tang Chen, was undergoing the Nine Trials of Asura when he was parasitized by the Nine-Headed Bat King. However, he still retained a wisp of consciousness and did not truly die.

Tang Hao's strength was undeniable, but he worried that there might be something fishy going on.

The same applies to Bibi Dong.

Bearing the test of the Rakshasa God, the Nine-Headed Bat King was the Rakshasa God's pet, so naturally he dared not lay a hand on Bibi Dong.

These two people survived the Killing City; their strength was part of it, but perhaps their backgrounds were also a factor.

And Tang San and Hu Liena are even more obvious examples.

One of them is Tang Chen's great-grandson, and the other is Bibi Dong's apprentice.

However, while thinking about these things, he wasn't too worried.

After all, the fact that the Fallen Ones within the Killing Capital were able to survive while it existed was largely due to the help of the two great empires.

After all, people need food to survive!

Looking down into the endless darkness, Dai Yao held a silver-white flash in his hand, which instantly pierced the darkness and illuminated everything around him.

Immediately afterwards, "Tiger Roar and Flash" appeared behind him, carrying him straight down through the gap in the middle. In just a few seconds, he had already reached the ground.

After walking a little further, a faint light appeared.

The man in black robes at the end of the road saw the sudden burst of intense light and couldn't help but raise his hand to shield his eyes, his brows furrowed.

"I'm going to the Killing City."

Dai Yao held the "Flash Spirit Technique" in his hand, his eyes coldly fixed on the man in black robes.

"good……"

The black-robed man's hoarse voice was like a blade scraping against glass, extremely grating.

As the pitch-black door slowly opened, a blood-red world appeared before Dai Yao's eyes.

"The Killing City lies ahead; getting in is easy, but getting out will be difficult..."

"You... still have a chance to regret it..."

An aged voice slowly rose, carrying a strong sense of advice.

"I was already prepared the moment I had this idea!" Dai Yao said, his expression unchanged as he looked at the black-armored cavalry that appeared one after another a hundred meters ahead.

He simply held the "Flash Spirit Technique" silently and stepped forward.

But gradually, Dai Yao became as dazzling as the sun in this blood-red world. His aura also rose steadily, and wisps of red and blue flames would occasionally burst forth from his body.

Before long, these suddenly appearing heavily armored cavalrymen surrounded Dai Yao.

A middle-aged man riding a tall horse and wearing heavy armor slowly approached Dai Yao not far away, his long spear gleaming coldly as it pointed at Dai Yao.

"You broke the rules!"

"Now, you must defeat me before you are qualified to remain in the Killing City!"

Cold words, laced with murderous intent, echoed through the space.

However, upon seeing the increasingly intense and dazzling light emanating from Dai Yao, the middle-aged man couldn't help but squint his eyes.

But the rules of the Killing City left him no room for hesitation.

He immediately spurred his horse and charged towards Dai Yao with a gust of wind, his spear gleaming coldly and exuding a chilling aura.

"Remember, the man who killed you was named Scott!"

Dai Yao stared at Scott charging towards him, his expression hardening. He unleashed a move he had been preparing for a long time.

Anyone can talk big!

"Flash Spirit Technique!"

The long-awaited Flash Spirit Technique transformed into a silver dragon, striking first despite being delayed.

Before Scott arrived, the "Silver Dragon" pierced through his chest! Along with the heavily armored cavalry behind him, they were all knocked off their horses by Dai Yao's attack!

"ah!!"

A series of screams rang out.

The heavily armored cavalrymen around them, and their warhorses, also cried out in alarm and neighed in panic.

Scott had already lost his ability to move the moment the "Silver Dragon" pierced his chest.

Only that warhorse, still charging towards him, remained.

Dai Yao casually raised his hand and slapped the warhorse, sending it flying more than ten meters in an instant.

Facing the black-armored knights who were on high alert, Dai Yao remained calm.

A path had been cleared in front of him, and he walked straight ahead, completely ignoring the horrified looks of those around him.

At this moment, a woman wearing a black veil and a black gauze dress appeared in Dai Yao's line of sight.

Upon seeing Dai Yao's "masterpiece," the woman in the black dress's pupils contracted slightly.

"You killed them?"

"No, not at all." Dai Yao approached the woman in the black dress and said calmly, "Of course, she's only alive now; things might change later."

Although he held back his strength, it was only to the point that he did not kill these people on the spot.

As for whether he would die afterward, he didn't know.

If the rescue is timely, he might be able to open his eyes.

"I know the rules."

"Although there are no rules here, this is still the territory of the King of Slaughter. Even though I am the eldest prince of the Star Luo Empire, I will abide by the rules."

"That guy is, after all, an enforcer of the King of Slaughter; I'm not going to make a fool of myself."

"Oh?" The woman in the black dress's pupils contracted slightly as she looked at Dai Yao in surprise. "You said you're the eldest prince of the Star Luo Empire?"

Dai Yao glanced at the woman in the black dress and said calmly, "I've defeated him. Now I can enter the real Killing City and participate in the Hell Killing Arena competition, right?"

Sure enough, those who volunteered to come here were all aiming for the Road to Hell...

The woman in the black dress nodded.

"certainly."

"This is your identity token. Keep it safe."

Dai Yao took the token, glanced at the number on it, "9513", then put the token away and looked in the direction where the woman in the black dress had appeared.

(End of this chapter)