Douluo Continent: A Moment of Godhood and Demonhood, Inheriting the Dual Godhoods of Good and Evil

Chapter 123 Bravely Ventures into Hell, the Three-Headed Bat King!

"He is the King of Slaughter!"

A voice suddenly rang out.

then,

Everyone in the stands stared intently at the King of Slaughter on the steps, cheers erupting continuously.

As the king of the killing capital, almost every one of his subjects is a believer.

The King of Slaughter chuckled and walked up to Qian Renxin.

"As expected of a young hero, you are even more outstanding than your mother was at that age, having won hundreds of life-or-death battles at this age."

"Your Excellency King of Slaughter, I have now completed one hundred life-or-death battles. When will I be able to unlock the Hell Road?"

Qian Renxin greeted him politely for a moment, then got straight to the point.

The King of Slaughter smiled and said, "That's right, those who have fought a hundred life-or-death battles are qualified to ask me for the right to open the Hell Road."

"But before that, I have another suggestion; I wonder if you agree?"

"I have decided to bestow upon you the title of God of Slaughter as an exception, and to appoint you as guest advisors, second only to me in status within the City of Slaughter."

Qian Renxin's expression remained calm.

He entered the City of Slaughter not just to obtain the title of God of Slaughter; the God of Slaughter Domain was the most important thing.

As for guest elders, he's already the Pope of the Spirit Hall; what's a guest elder from the City of Slaughter compared to him?

"Thank you for your kindness, King of Slaughter, but I still want to challenge the Road to Hell. I hope to recover from my injuries in two days," he replied calmly.

Rejected to my face

The King of Slaughter's expression was clearly not good, but due to the rules and Qian Renxin's powerful background, he could not say anything more and turned to leave.

Two days later,

After the injury heals,

Having adjusted himself to his optimal condition, Qian Renxin did not rush to the Hell Slaughter Arena immediately.

Instead, he first found a Soul Master and told him that he was about to enter the Hell Road.

That Soul Master was an informant sent by the Spirit Hall to Slaughter City to monitor the situation there.

After all the preparations are completed,

Qian Renxin arrived at the Hell Slaughter Arena.

The usually sparsely populated stands were packed with spectators; after all, this was a once-in-a-century spectacle, and for many, it was the first time they had ever seen Hell's Road open. Even paying the price of a Bloody Mary was worth it.

The King of Slaughter returned to Qian Renxin, seemingly still unwilling to give up.

"Are you really going to refuse to become a guest retainer? In my estimation, with your current strength, you might not be able to get through the Hell Road."

Qian Renxin almost laughed.

Even the seemingly dignified King of Slaughter is probably having a headache caused by the God of Slaughter's Domain.

Only nine such individuals have appeared in the past millennium, and he encountered three of them, each more powerful than the last. He was truly unlucky.

"No need, just open the road to hell for me."

Seeing that his mind was made up, the King of Slaughter said no more.

With hands raised, blood-black wings over five meters long unfurled, and countless whirlwinds of malevolent energy enveloped the entire hellish killing field. Then, the souls of many onlookers were drawn away and swept into the whirlwinds.

Suddenly,

The spectators in the audience all turned into dried corpses.

The King of Slaughter channeled these energies into himself.

Opening the Hell Road requires an enormous amount of energy, which he cannot possibly afford to consume himself. The only option is to sacrifice the souls of everyone present.

Qian Renxin suddenly felt a darkness before his eyes.

When their vision returned, they were in a completely different place.

He lay on a protruding rock, beneath which lay boiling, scalding blood, almost as hot as lava, and containing a significant amount of toxins. Falling into it would almost certainly mean certain death.

Looking up, one sees countless stone staircases in the sky, densely packed and crisscrossing, stretching all the way to the light above.

"That should be the exit..."

He stood up, leaped lightly onto another rock, and began to walk upwards step by step.

After walking about a third of the way,

The sweltering heat in the room made him uncomfortable, and large beads of sweat kept streaming down his face.

He stretched out his right hand, releasing a portion of the power of extreme ice. Frost slowly scattered around him, and the air temperature plummeted.

Having controlled the icy power to a comfortable level, he immediately continued upwards.

the other side,

The King of Slaughter sat upon his throne.

Watching Qian Renxin climb upwards step by step, his eyes were filled with hostility.

If he were to die on the road to hell, that would be the best outcome, meaning Qian Renxin would be outmatched and wouldn't have to bear the wrath of the Spirit Hall.

But if it were to actually break through the Hell Road, the threat to it would be much greater.

"Unfortunately, the Hell Road currently only has the Three-Headed Bat King. If the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King were still working together with the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Serpent, they might be able to stop them."

He sighed.

Since he possessed the body, the difficulty of Hell Road has decreased. Only the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Serpent can be considered difficult, and the Three-Headed Bat King poses no threat to a Soul Master of this level.

Tang Chen's consciousness was not completely erased, but his body was now completely under his control, and the bat armor he wore was the means of control.

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the other side,

Qian Renxin, using his ultimate ice power, easily completed half the journey.

Possessing the power of innate goodness,

The dense malevolent energy in the Hell Road had no effect on him, greatly reducing the difficulty.

Just at this time,

A swarm of grayish-black bats suddenly emerged from beneath the steps. Each bat was about half a meter long, with small but extremely sharp teeth and red spikes on its wings.

"It's finally here."

Qianrenxin was not surprised by the bat attack.

He was already puzzled when he reached the halfway point without encountering any evil beasts to stop him.

Raise your left hand.

A sacred and pure aura descended upon his entire body; his empty eyes emitted a dazzling light, and the greatsword in his hand shone with an orange glow.

He gently swung the greatsword.

Several beams of light shot out, cleaving half of the bats in the swarm in two, turning them into nutrients that fell into the molten lava pool.

Seemingly realizing the formidable nature of this opponent, the bats no longer huddled together but scattered to attack, preventing the light blade from slashing down too many at once.

"These bastards actually know a little about tactics."

Qian Renxin, however, was equally unafraid.

Upon detecting a large number of bats approaching, he transforms into a demonic martial spirit.

Each rapid slash of the heavy sword struck down several bats, and the crimson sword light almost formed a protective shield around him, preventing any gray bat from getting through.

Wrong perspective

The largest gray bat emitted ultrasonic waves, and then all the bats fled, hanging precariously from the nearby cliff.

Qian Renxin did not lower his guard.

Because these gray bats were clearly just cannon fodder.

Sure enough, a moment later, the blood pool at the bottom began to churn. A blood-red, three-headed bat king, about ten meters long, shook off the blood from its body. Its red and black eyes were fixed on Qian Renxin, and its white teeth, more than half a meter long, were exposed in the air.

(End of this chapter)