Douro Continent

Chapter 457 King of Slaughter (Part 2)

With a wave of his hand, a thick, dark red liquid flew out in front of him. In the darkness, there was a huge pool of blood in front of him, filled with viscous blood.

He opened his mouth and swallowed the blood, revealing two fangs faintly in the dim light.

Time passed in waiting and cultivation. Sitting cross-legged in his small house, Tang San felt waves of icy chill emanating from his body. A massive killing intent constantly swirled around him, influencing him as well.

He had been here for almost two years, and was only one match away from winning the Hell Slaughter Arena championship. However, Tang San found himself on the verge of collapse.

In two years, he killed far more than a thousand fallen souls. Although those people were inherently evil and depraved, Tang San could feel his killing intent surging with each kill. And this killing intent was constantly influencing him invisibly.

The reason it took two years to gradually approach the final hundred wins was not only due to the number of participants, but also because of Tang San himself.

The rising killing intent wasn't noticeable at first, but after Tang San slaughtered over a hundred people, he found it began to affect his own will. Initially, only occasional flashes of bloodlust appeared, but as time went on, the killing intent became increasingly pronounced. It was as if he wanted to kill any living being he saw. Killing someone was as easy as crushing an ant.

Therefore, aside from participating in competitions, Tang San's main focus of cultivation was no longer improving his own strength, but rather suppressing his increasingly powerful killing intent. Fortunately, his Mysterious Heaven Skill was a legitimate internal energy technique of the Xuanmen sect, inherently possessing the effect of warding off evil. Furthermore, he obtained the Wisdom Skull, a spiritual condensation artifact, granting him extremely strong mental control. Only then did he avoid being controlled by the murderous thoughts.

At the same time, Tang San also used the killing during the competition as a way to vent his anger.

Until recently, after Tang San completed ninety-nine matches in the Hell Slaughter Arena, he vaguely sensed that he was about to lose control of the killing intent within him. At the same time, he also understood why Hu Liena had already reached ninety-nine victories but had not yet proceeded to the hundredth match.

In this killing city, describing their existence as a massacre is no exaggeration. Because of their rise to power over the past two years, fewer and fewer Fallen Ones dare to participate in the Hellish Killing Arena. More choose to survive using their accumulated match slots, and those who have exhausted their slots survive by contributing blood. After all, compared to certain death, clinging to life is definitely the choice of most.

A sudden banging on the door erupted from outside, and Tang San's suppressed killing intent surged almost instantly. The small room instantly felt cold and oppressive, and a heavy atmosphere permeated the air under the pressure of his killing intent. The stench of blood emanated from Tang San himself.

"Who?" Tang San asked in a deep voice.

"It's me." A melodious voice rang out from outside the door. Although Tang San hadn't heard this voice many times, he immediately recognized it as Hu Liena's.

With a slight frown, Tang San wondered to himself, "Why is she here?"

With a casual wave of his hand, a surge of air opened the door latch. "Please come in." Not knowing Hu Liena's purpose for coming, Tang San suppressed his killing intent, but his vigilance was already at its peak.

The door opened, and Hu Liena, dressed in black, walked in. Her face was extremely pale, and she was slowly sipping a Bloody Mary. This seemed to have become a habit among the strong in the City of Slaughter; apart from Tang San, almost all the Fallen Ones with more than ten victories in the City of Slaughter regularly drank blood of unknown origin.

Tang San glanced at the cup in Hu Liena's hand and frowned slightly. "What is it?"

Hu Liena didn't approach Tang San, but stood by the door. She knew very well that in this world of killing, everyone was extremely vigilant. She didn't want her unintentional actions to cause Tang San to misunderstand.

"I hope to join forces with you," Hu Liena stated her purpose directly.

"Join forces?" Tang San looked at her with some doubt. "You know the rules of the Hell Slaughter Arena, right? Each match can only have one winner. If we meet, how can we join forces?"

Hu Liena smiled calmly, the blood-red light in her eyes fading slightly. Just as Tang San had predicted, Hu Liena had been struggling in agony these past few days. Although she had the help of a head spirit bone to prevent her from going mad, and she also possessed a similarly resolute character, she was still somewhat inferior to Tang San. Today, she had finally managed to suppress her murderous aura somewhat before coming to find Tang San.

"We can't possibly meet in the competition. According to the rules of the Killing City, once you have more than fifty wins, you won't meet each other. Otherwise, who would have a chance to reach 100 wins? I came to find you not for that, but because I hope to team up with you when we're pushing through Hell Road."

"The Road to Hell?" Although Tang San had heard of this term when he first arrived in the City of Slaughter, he was completely unfamiliar with the details of the Road to Hell. He had asked the girl in the black veil at the time, but she did not give him an answer, saying that the Road to Hell was the biggest secret of the City of Slaughter, and only the Hundred Victories had the right to know about it.

Hu Liena nodded seriously. "Yes, it is the Road to Hell. Although you and I are about to achieve a hundred victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena, our actual strength may not be stronger than the opponents we have faced before. It's just that we both have the ability to win without soul skills, which is why we have come this far. To be more precise, neither you nor I are truly fallen. You don't need to refute me. If I'm not mistaken, you should be here for training, just like me, right?"

Tang San was secretly surprised. Hu Liena's words were highly credible; at least he couldn't detect any flaws. Moreover, although Hu Liena exuded a murderous aura, her eyes were very sincere when she looked at him.

"What does this have to do with participating in Hell Road?" Tang San asked calmly.

A cold glint flashed in Hu Liena's eyes. "Of course it's related. If you weren't a Fallen One, your trials would be nearing their end by now. Naturally, you'd have to pass through Hell Road to leave. Moreover, Hell Road hides a tremendous secret. Neither you nor I can pass through it alone. Only by joining forces can we have a chance to get out successfully."

Tang San smiled calmly, "Then why should I believe you? Who knows if you'll stab me in the back? Don't forget, this is the City of Slaughter. You can't just believe anyone."

Biting her lower lip, Hu Liena knew that Tang San's suspicions were normal in this place, but she still felt uneasy. Deep down, she had indeed fallen for this handsome young man. But her visit to Tang San today had nothing to do with feelings.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be from the Clear Sky Sect. Although you don't have any soul skills, your Clear Sky Hammer can't be hidden from anyone with eyes," Hu Liena said, staring at Tang San.

Tang San glanced at her. "So what?"

Hu Liena said, "To show my sincerity, I can also tell you about my background. My name is Hu Liena, and I come from the Spirit Hall. My teacher is His Holiness the current Pope of the Spirit Hall."

Upon hearing this, Tang San's heart stirred. So Hu Liena was the Pope's personal disciple. No wonder his father said that she was the one he should pay the most attention to among the Golden Generation.

Tang San said, "Does this represent your sincerity? What does it matter to me where you're from?"

"You..." Hu Liena hadn't expected Tang San to be so aloof. How could she know that the handsome young man before her was the same Tang San she hated most? Tang San, on the other hand, already had a preconceived notion about her.

"It's mutually beneficial to cooperate. There's no limit to the number of people allowed to enter the Hell Road. Whether it's you or me, if one of us enters, we're doomed. Here's what I'll tell you: If you can get out of the Hell Road, not only can you return here at any time, but you'll also receive a tremendous benefit."

"Oh?" Tang San said, "Tell me about the situation on Hell Road, and perhaps I'll consider cooperating with you."

If it were the old Hu Liena, she certainly wouldn't have so easily revealed her secret. But a woman in love is often controlled by reason, especially since she now focuses most of her energy on suppressing her murderous intent.

At that moment, Hu Liena said seriously, "The entrance to Hell Road is in the Hell Slaughter Arena, the place where we fight every day. The blood and soul of everyone who dies there are devoured by Hell Road. I don't know the specifics of what Hell Road is like inside. I only know that if you don't have a strong killing intent to protect you, you will be immediately devoured by the ferocious aura of Hell Road."

"There are many theories about the formation of the City of Slaughter, but the most reliable one is that it was a special domain left behind by a great powerhouse who broke through the level 100 limit. This domain is called the Domain of the God of Slaughter. If one can pass through the Hell Road, it is equivalent to gaining the approval of the Domain of the God of Slaughter. The Domain of the God of Slaughter will absorb his own killing intent, forming his own domain, which will then be incorporated into his Martial Soul. It is also known as the Martial Soul's innate domain. With this amplification, it is equivalent to a Soul Master who passes the Hell Road test having one more skill than an ordinary Soul Master. Moreover, it is the most precious domain-type skill."

(End of this chapter)