Melee archer with maxed-out Douluo luck

Chapter 163 You've only lost your lives, but I...

Han Li was unaware of what was happening in the realm of gods.

However, he immediately noticed that something was wrong in the Killing City.

To be precise, the fact that it took three months to reach this critical point was somewhat beyond his expectations; he had originally thought it would happen sooner.

Inside the room, Han Li looked at the four people with some weariness.

"Let's take a break for a while, everyone should get some rest."

After a long period of vigilance and fighting, even with the Blood Fiend Technique, the group still looked somewhat murderous.

It can be said that the current group of people are at their peak in terms of physical strength, soul power, and mental strength, but the mental fatigue is the only thing they cannot recover from quickly.

"I'm starting to miss Wuhun City."

Dugu Yan collapsed and lay on the laps of the two women beside her.

"Now that you mention it, I'm starting to miss my master."

Han Li also relaxed and leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and sighed.

"Hey, he probably doesn't miss you. He's probably still busy working on his Martial Soul Fusion Technique. I don't know when he'll be able to take that final step."

Dugu Bo was the most energetic one at this moment.

He felt no pressure, and even in battle, it was the easiest. The people here couldn't match his overall quality, and he had plenty of combat experience. It all boiled down to one word: kill.

In addition, he didn't worry much about other things; it was just about killing people, so it wasn't a burden for him.

"Take your time, Master and the others have plenty of time."

Han Li closed his eyes, swayed his body, and didn't pay attention to Dugu Bo's teasing.

"Sigh, I'm also thinking of getting out of here. This awful place is no place for a human to stay."

Dugu Bo shook his head. He could accept and adapt to it, but that didn't mean he liked staying here.

"At the current rate, if we want to keep it within a reasonable range, it will take at least nine months."

"A year is already a very fast time. This is the result of my senior uncle instructing the Spirit Hall to cooperate in intensifying the crackdown on fallen soul masters and sending people here before I came in."

Han Li also sighed. This was an accelerator that he had paid for with his own money. He had also given extra high subsidies to the relevant legions and deacons of the Spirit Hall.

These days, there aren't many bosses like him who voluntarily pay overtime.

The group knew what Han Li was doing, so they exchanged glances but remained silent.

Putting aside the fact that they use the special features of this place for cultivation, even outside, their cultivation speed is entirely based on the accumulation of a large amount of resources. They have no right to refute this, and others simply cannot enjoy it.

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. After all, it only takes about half a year. Although it's a bit repressive and inhumane, the improvement in strength is real."

Han Li opened his eyes, glanced at the expressions of the others, and offered words of comfort, though it was unclear whether he was speaking to them or to himself.

He admitted that he was no match for Tang San in this respect, and to be honest, he was already getting a little tired of it after only three months.

"Take a good rest for a few days and don't go out. You all know what the situation is like in the city right now. Perhaps the next time we reappear, it will be when a great war breaks out."

Han Li issued another serious reminder; he didn't want anyone to mess things up here.

They all nodded solemnly, indicating that they understood.

Five days passed in the blink of an eye.

Han Li and his companions haven't left their homes for the past few days, and there's not a soul in their area, as if they were the only people in the entire inner city.

But Han Li knew that the situation was not like that. In the past few days, he had been watching everything in the inner city through his dimensional consciousness and had been in control of the movements of most people.

"This time, we have to be ruthless. We have to scare them into submission so that we won't be disturbed in the future."

"And that stinky bat, it really thinks it's someone important."

Han Li removed the surveillance camera, a ruthless glint flashing across his face.

The King of Slaughter couldn't possibly be unaware of the current situation, yet he still resorted to underhanded tactics and allowed these people to continue like this. So, don't blame him.

Being surrounded and attacked was something Han Li had anticipated, but the fact that it only happened now felt a bit off.

Han Li has always been kind to others. While opening the floodgates, he also added fresh water. The tacit understanding between the two sides was torn up by the King of Slaughter, who intervened. There was only one choice left.

"In the short term, is it possible to influence the rules here with all our might, preventing even a single ounce of energy from flowing into the city?"

Han Li was communicating with his obedient son in his mental space.

"Great father, it is possible, but if I resist the divine power and rules of the Land of Inheritance in the short term, I will fall into a period of slumber."

The small sphere shone brightly, seemingly eager to complete the task.

How long will it take you to recover? Will it have any lasting effects?

Han Li thought for a moment, then asked again.

"It won't affect my control over the future, but the dormancy is expected to last one to one and a half years. If your strength increases again, I will wake up sooner."

The little ball of light spun around Han Li's head once, then fell back into his arms, nuzzling him affectionately.

"Then let's do it that way. I want to see the consequences of a complete falling out. Can a bat like him handle it? Having taken over Tang Chen's body, does he really think he's Tang Chen now?"

"And it's also time to see Shura's exact attitude..."

In the mental space, the sound gradually faded, and silence returned.

On the sixth day, the sky over the City of Slaughter was once again overcast, and Han Li and his companions stepped out of the mansion again.

"Are you sure you don't need me to come with you?"

Dugu Bo confirmed again.

"No need, you just need to take care of the three of them. In the midst of the chaos, I might not be able to keep an eye on them all."

Han Li shook his head and rejected Dugu Bo's suggestion. If this wasn't also a good opportunity for improvement, he would have even wanted them to hide first.

"Then be careful, recovery ability and defensive ability are two different things."

Seeing his insistence, Dugu Bo gave up trying to persuade him, believing that Han Li wouldn't do something he wasn't entirely sure of.

"Um."

Han Li nodded without saying anything and took the lead in walking forward. At the same time, he began to fully activate his Blood Fiend Technique.

This was also the first time the people behind him had seen Han Li unleash his full killing intent.

Unlike them, in order to maintain stability, the time for cultivating the Blood Fiend Technique is limited.

With the filtering effect of dimensional consciousness and the protection of the power of faith, Han Li's mental strength was also strong enough. He had genuinely and actively absorbed three months of killing intent, and he had already killed the most people.

At this moment, Han Li's body was completely enveloped in blood-red killing intent, and it even showed signs of materializing, making him look like a demon god.

He unabashedly released his aura and walked straight toward the group of people who were preparing to ambush them.

"Didn't you want to kill me? Why are you all hiding?"

"A bunch of rats who can only live in the gutter, get out here!"

With the support of his soul power, his voice echoed through the silent city, causing some people to shiver and others to frown.

That's right. Although they underestimated Han Li's strength based on his imposing manner, they outnumbered him and could wear him down.

The so-called "leaders" exchanged glances, nodded to each other, and walked out while maintaining a safe distance from one another.

"Young people shouldn't..."

They had barely finished speaking when they saw countless fireballs hurtling towards them.

"Why are you forcing me? You should know that I'm not like you scum. I just want to quietly achieve a hundred wins, and you're the ones forcing me to do this."

"You know, all you lost was your lives, but I wasted precious time and money."

The explosions continued, but they still couldn't drown out Han Li's mutterings.

This caused the group of people who heard him to burst into curses, saying, "We may not be human, but you are a real dog."

Han Li's statement and reasoning, placed among a group of scoundrels, some of whom even behaved like beasts, were still quite explosive.

Moreover, can anyone tell them why this person can still unleash soul skills in the City of Slaughter? What's with those scorching fireballs?

However, no one answered their questions, because at this moment, Han Li's wings had already spread out, transforming into a ball of azure light enveloped in blood-red killing intent, and he charged into the crowd.

The cyan light swiftly weaved through the crowd in an irregular path, while behind him, the Soul Masters who had been preparing to attack fell like wheat in stalks.

With severed limbs and splattered blood, almost no one could stop the blue light for even a moment.

The mob, which was already a disorganized group, quickly began to scatter in all directions after seeing what was happening before them.

Of course, there were still quite a few sober individuals among them. They were also provoked by the scene before them, but their ferocity only increased. They casually killed one of their fleeing accomplices and began to shout, tilting their heads back:

"Stop running! Do you think you can escape at his speed? Fight him! No matter how strong he is, he's only one person. Only by killing him will our lives be better."

"Do you want to have a knife hanging over your head forever, ready to take your life at any moment?"

"We've already chosen to come here, and now we have to live in fear and put up with this crap. Get him and kill him!"

His words made many people stop in their tracks, and their anger was ignited. "To hell with it, let's do it!"

"Kill him, count me in."

"Even if I die, I'll bite off a piece of his flesh."

"Let's do it. This guy has a secret about using soul skills here. Let's capture him, torture him to find out, and then we'll be the masters of this place."

Immediately, chaos erupted. Some people took advantage of the situation, while others stirred up trouble. But most people were aroused by greed and murderous intent, their eyes red as they looked at the still-moving blue light.

(End of this chapter)