Douluo Continent: Long Live the Spirit Hall

"This place seems to be able to imprison soul power; it's a very troublesome ability."

Qian Renxue frowned slightly as she opened her Angel Domain. The inheritance barrier set up by the Asura God could imprison the abilities of Soul Masters, and even Qian Renxue and Qian Daoliu were suppressed. However, with the blessing of the Angel God, they were still able to use their strength.

“Scott the Dread Knight, these are the gatekeepers of the Killing City. These knights have all had their blood drained. The Killing City has never seen anything like this before. That snow-white swan kiss was truly terrifying.”

Hu Liena stepped forward to inspect the group. When she removed their masks, she found only mummies inside their armor, mummies that had lost all moisture.

"Tang San did a good job, he lived up to my arrangements, and he died a worthy death."

Yan smiled slightly, a hint of amusement playing on his lips. The thought of Tang San's unseeing eyes upon death greatly improved his mood, lessening the frustration of being ambushed by the boy before his demise. Yes, that's just how mundane he was.

Yan, Hu Liena, and the others did not linger at the entrance. After briefly checking the situation, they passed by the group of mummies and continued forward. Ahead was a dark city gate, which gave people an extremely oppressive feeling. The words "Slaughter City" were hung high on the city gate.

"From today onwards, the Killing City will become a dead city."

Yan Yao looked at the four big characters above his head and had an impulse to clap his hands and rip the plaque off the city wall. However, reason told him that it was best not to do so, otherwise he would easily be targeted by the Asura God.

The city gates of the Slaughter City were tightly shut, and the black-armored warriors guarding them remained motionless. Even without getting close, they could tell that, like the knights outside, they had lost all their blood and become desiccated corpses.

"Oh!"

Yan casually punched open the city gate, and surprisingly, it wasn't damaged at all. Behind the city gate, the Killing City was a world of interwoven blue and purple colors, and the streetlights hanging on both sides of the street emitted only these two colors.

The first place they entered was, of course, the outer city. This place was mostly inhabited by blood slaves who dared not enter the inner city, barely making a living by contributing blood. There were quite a few knights here, but at this moment, the vast outer city was completely silent.

The streets were piled with all kinds of corpses, mostly mummies, but most of them looked malnourished, clearly suffering from long-term anemia.

The mummies wore strange, grotesque smiles and expressions of madness, revealing their twisted fear before death. The empty streets were deserted, save for the rows of dead corpses. The cold wind whistled through the air, making it feel exceptionally chilly.

The Killing City is divided into two layers: the outer city is inhabited by wretched, scum-like creatures, while the inner city is the true paradise of sin.

Even so, the outer city of the Killing City was the foundation for maintaining the rule of the inner city. People in the inner city dared not cause trouble in the outer city, making it much safer than the inner city. Now that everyone in the outer city is dead, it shows that the order of the Killing City has completely collapsed.

Chapter 425 Bloodstained Dead City

In the inner city of the Slaughter City, on deserted streets, various corpses lay dead on both sides of the desolate streets, mostly mummies, just like in the outer city.

However, unlike the outer city, the inner city is now shrouded in a blood-red glow, and the air is filled with a distinct bloody smell. This change was not seen when Yan poured the hot water last time, and Hu Liena also said that such a change had not occurred before she left.

After entering the inner city, the group became much more cautious. Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu walked one in front and one behind, while Qian Renxue and Hu Liena, who were weaker, stayed by Yan's side. The five of them searched the desolate blood city.

Their caution was not unfounded. The inner city of this Slaughter City was basically home to most of the evil soul masters on the Douluo Continent, including many Soul Douluos and even those whose soul power had reached the level of Title Douluo.

Tang San and Hu Liena had participated in many battles in the Hell Slaughter Arena, killing many powerful individuals, including Soul Douluo-level fighters, but none of them were of a higher level.

This is due to a unique rule in the Killing City: in the Hell Slaughter Arena of Killing City, Fallen Ones with more than fifty wins will not meet in the same match.

Even if a Soul Douluo or Title Douluo-level powerhouse loses their various Soul Rings and Soul Skills, their inherent foundation is definitely good. As long as they are not unlucky enough to encounter someone like Tang San or Hu Liena who are focused on winning a hundred matches, it is still easy for them to get fifty victories.

Those who have fought more than fifty battles but don't specifically aim for one hundred can live comfortably in the City of Slaughter. Even if they don't pledge allegiance to the King of Slaughter, he won't specifically target them.

"Watch out, there's movement over there..."

Just as the group turned a street corner, they suddenly noticed a commotion coming from a house nearby. They cautiously approached and discovered that someone seemed to be suppressing their voice.

"who!"

As they approached, a warning shout suddenly came from inside the house. Before they could respond, the door suddenly shattered, and a blood-red figure darted out, ready to attack them.

"what……"

If nothing unexpected happens, this guy will only get a lesson. The one closest to the door was Bibi Dong, the veteran killing god. A mere fallen one who tried to sneak up couldn't even withstand half a move from her. A single slap from her sent him slamming into the wall.

The blood-red figure reacted with remarkable speed and tenacity, attacking immediately upon detecting the slightest movement. Furthermore, it spoke before making its move, giving the illusion that it could communicate with the other party, demonstrating its extremely cunning and experienced methods.

However, he was unlucky and ran into Yan and his group. Among the five of them, even Hu Liena, who had the lowest cultivation level, was a newly promoted killing god who had completed the Hell Road. She could unleash all her strength in this killing city and was enough to crush most of the fallen ones.

“Messenger of Hell, you are the messenger of Hell, you’ve returned, damn it… ah…”

The guy who was slapped against the wall by Bibi Dong still seemed to have some sense of reason. Although his face was covered in blood and he looked extremely crazy, he could still recognize Hu Liena immediately, so it seemed that they could communicate.

"You are... Joel the Hungry Wolf?"

Hu Liena frowned and sized him up for a while before recognizing the man in front of her. According to her, he was a notorious cannibal who had been hiding in the city and rarely appeared after winning fifty battles in the Killing City. However, whenever he did appear, he would hunt down strong people in the inner city and enjoy eating them raw.

Yan didn't care about this guy's past and casually asked as he walked over, "What happened in the Slaughter City? When did it start? Who killed those people?"

"Kid, you... ah..."

It's unclear whether Joel suddenly had a brain fart or just a moment of lucidity, but when Yan came over to ask him, he actually dared to talk nonsense. His Highness the Holy Son wouldn't tolerate him, and directly threw a ball of fire at the guy's groin. Anyway, the guy was already crippled.

"I'll talk, I'll talk, I was just having a seizure and wasn't thinking straight, please forgive me, please forgive me... ah..."

This guy is really a jerk; he begged for mercy as soon as he felt the pain, but he was a little too late. In just a short while, the roasted bird was almost cooked. You can only say he's no good, utterly pathetic.

"Hell Messenger, shortly after you and the Asura King embarked on the road to hell, a terrible change occurred in the City of Slaughter; it was a catastrophe."

Hungry Wolf Joel was lost in memories and recounted everything that had happened to Yan and the others. "About two months ago, everyone suddenly discovered that strange blood was seeping out from the ground of the Killing City. It was similar to Bloody Mary, but not the same."

Immediately afterwards, everyone noticed changes in their bodies, becoming more frantic and ravenous, instinctively wanting more Bloody Marys; everyone went mad.

Although chaos was the main theme of the inner city, such continuous infighting was unprecedented. Everyone was frantically thirsting for the blood of others, craving more Bloody Marys.

Then, the most terrifying nightmare descended: the King of Slaughter, he… Ah… No, no, let me go! The King of Slaughter is here, he's here… Let me go… Ah…”

Just as this guy was getting to the crucial point, a blood-red light suddenly rose from the center of the Killing City. Upon seeing this light, Joel immediately lost his mind and began to struggle. Just as everyone was confused, a blood-red tentacle suddenly descended from the sky, instantly piercing through Joel and continuously drawing his blood.

"Slaughter... Hell..."

Joel's body convulsed, and he quickly withered away. Before he became a completely dried-up corpse, he managed to point to the center of the city and utter a few words before collapsing weakly in front of the door.

"It seems we don't need to keep looking. He must be referring to the Hell Slaughter Field."

Yan casually severed the crimson tentacle with a single strike, splattering a large amount of foul-smelling blood onto the ground. His flames seemed to have made the crimson tentacle realize how troublesome it was, and it did not continue to probe. Instead, it quickly retreated towards the center of the city. Recalling Joel's words earlier, Yan pointed to that location, and the group continued on their way.

At the heart of the Killing City lies the most crucial hellish killing arena in the entire city. Countless fallen souls within the inner city must fight at least fifty battles here to earn the right to live peacefully here.

Furthermore, beneath the Hell Slaughter Arena lies the entrance to the Hell Road, from which Hu Liena left the Slaughter City.

However, things are unpredictable. Three months later, she returned, determined to turn this place into a true hell of death.

When the group stepped into the hellish killing field in the city center, they saw blood churning and bubbling up, and the entire killing field was oozing an eerie bloody light.

……

In the hellish killing field, inside a dark and spacious room soaked in crimson blood, a tall figure sat on a blood-red crystal chair, surrounded by blood-red light, his hands trembling incessantly.

The blood-red room was dark and damp, with a rather unpleasant smell. The figure, whose features were obscured, seemed to have his eyes closed, and his rather slender outline could be vaguely seen in the dark red light.

Behind him, the blood-red crystal chair, mixed with viscous blood, surged upwards and touched the ceiling. Blood-red tentacles could be seen constantly extending and retracting, each retraction bringing with it a large amount of blood.

"Gurgle..."

In another corner of the room was a blood-red opening, where countless streams of blood were boiling and surging upwards, with bubbles constantly rising to the surface. This bottomless pool of blood seemed to be in an extremely unstable state.

The crimson tentacles kept retracting and injecting large amounts of blood while suspended above the blood pool. However, this only stabilized the blood pool for a moment before it started bubbling again.

"Ah!!! Bastards, get out of here, bastards, why is this happening? What did those two bastards do?"

The figure suddenly shouted angrily, "I have clearly injected a large amount of blood, and you could even say that I have completely replaced the original blood, so why is the blood pool in this state? What is going on?"

The figure roared angrily, his body trembling, his eyes flashing with bloodlust as he stared at the boiling pool of blood, his condition extremely unstable.

Meanwhile, in the arena outside the room, the Hell Slaughter Arena had truly become hell. All sorts of curses and shouts were constant, and countless corpses lay dead on the ground, piled up into a mountain of corpses.

"King of Slaughter, how dare you disrupt the order?"

"You're going to destroy the City of Slaughter! You can't do this!"

"The killing gods of the outside world will not let you go, King of Slaughter, you will be finished sooner or later."

"Damn Asura King and Hell Messenger, what have those two scoundrels done?"

……

In the arena's main hall, countless figures were tethered to the ceiling, forming blood-red cocoons. Blood-red veins wrapped around these people, drawing blood from their bodies and continuously injecting it into the blood pool along the veins.

Ever since the King of Slaughter discovered the problem with the underground blood pool, he has been trying to find a solution. At first, he was able to suppress and slow down the changes with his power, but he still couldn't stop it from changing completely. In the end, the blood pool that sustains the Slaughter City became a pool of deadly poison, emitting toxins that drive people mad.

Left with no other option, the King of Slaughter attempted to clean out all the poisonous blood from the Blood Pool before rebuilding it. This required a large amount of fresh blood, which is why countless people in the city had their blood drained.

However, as time went on, the second blood pool seemed to show signs of change. The King of Slaughter could only continue to capture people and drain their blood, first in the outer city and then in the inner city. Later, he even killed all his own subordinates to build the blood pool.

As for the remaining ones, they are blood slaves with higher cultivation levels. They are kept as reserve blood banks to help them struggle for a while longer.

Chapter 426 The Mad King of Slaughter

"What on earth is going on? Can anyone tell me? Asura King, Hell Messenger, you two bastards."

The arena was filled with curses, while in the dark, bloody room, the King of Slaughter was also furious, enraged by the ever-worsening situation in the Blood Pool, which made him feel as if he were in the apocalypse, something he simply could not accept.

His mood worsened after he sensed that Tang San and Hu Liena had successfully escaped Hell Road three months ago.

As the de facto ruler of the Killing City, he naturally held an unwelcoming attitude towards those Killing Gods who possessed the Killing God Domain.

The God of Slaughter's Domain allows people to use soul skills and enter and exit the City of Slaughter at any time. Within the City of Slaughter, they also enjoy special bonuses. All of these pose a challenge to his rule. How could the King of Slaughter possibly want the God of Slaughter to appear?

However, since the God of Slaughter had already completed the Hell Road before he took control of this Slaughter City, he didn't dare to offend those guys from the outside world. So, three months ago, he could only open the Hell Road according to the rules, but he didn't expect it to bring about a disaster.

After the Asura King and the Hell Messenger left the Hell Road, the underground blood pool underwent some strange changes.

What started as a minor change quickly escalated into a disaster. Coupled with the sudden blockade of supplies by the Spirit Hall, the situation deteriorated further, causing the Killing City, which could have held on for several more years, to collapse completely within just three months.

There's a problem with the Blood Pool in Slaughter City. The King of Slaughter guessed that those two guys were the source of the problem, but for some reason, he can't leave Slaughter City at will. Now he can only keep trying to solve the problem.

The King of Slaughter roared, and two blood-red beams of light shot out from his eyes, causing the surrounding air to become noticeably thicker.

A thick, dark red liquid flew out in front of him, and viscous blood gushed from the pool of blood before him. The King of Slaughter sucked in the blood and swallowed it, savoring this once peerless brew.

His two canine teeth were extremely long, resembling the fangs of a bat. His face was incredibly pale, and he looked like a vampire with a vampire bat martial spirit.

"puff……"

The King of Slaughter suddenly spat out a mouthful of viscous blood, which immediately corroded a patch of ground. He discovered that any blood that had passed through the blood pool, even freshly drawn blood, was filled with that deadly poison that left him helpless.

Moreover, this dire situation is worsening. He has noticed that even the fresh blood extracted from those blood slaves seems to be subtly abnormal, indicating that even those blood slaves are beginning to be contaminated. This is truly bad news.

"Who! Who is ruining my setup outside? There's an unfamiliar presence."

Just as the King of Slaughter was worrying, he suddenly realized that his arrangements outside had been destroyed, and he also smelled an unfamiliar aura. Someone from the outside world had broken into the City of Slaughter.

The guy immediately became alert, then instantly pulled his cloak up and rushed out of the room, transforming into a streak of blood-red light as he charged straight into the arena hall.

"Ah... have mercy, have mercy..."