Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

Yu Xiaogang was still standing there.

Beside him, a faint, wronged spirit hovered around his body, emitting a low groan.

At the same time.

Another female protagonist, as people talk about her, is in a strange place.

The sky was dark red.

The air was thick with the stench of blood. The dilapidated streets were lined with black buildings.

Rou'er sat on a rock, fanning herself in front of her with her hand, looking disgusted.

"Holy crap, what a terrible place this is!"

She stood up, looked around, and her stomach started growling.

Rou'er rubbed her hair in frustration.

"Why is there no food at all?"

She turned to look at the boy walking slowly towards her.

"Wait, buddy? Where did you come from?"

Chapter 500 Yu Xiaoheng: She's really annoying

Rou'er stood in a puddle of foul-smelling black mud, disgustedly shaking off the sticky liquid clinging to her shoes.

Yu Xiaoheng stood opposite her, looking at the dark red walls around him and the huge stone pipes overhead, and raised his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose.

He felt some regret.

It's not that I regret using that beacon, but rather that I regret being too gentle.

Let's rewind to the outskirts of the Starry Sky Forest not long ago.

The situation was extremely dangerous at the time, with the Spirit Hall and the titled Douluo of various sects joining forces to launch an attack.

The sacrificial fire on Rou'er's body had already ignited. It was an absolute ritual in which a 100,000-year-old soul beast voluntarily offered its life and soul; once completed, it would transform into the purest power.

When Yu Xiaoheng felt that immense power, he did have a thought in his mind.

If he goes along with the flow and lets Rou'er complete the sacrifice, he can directly cross the threshold of level seventy.

Level 70 signifies the true form of his Martial Soul. Given the instability of his Martial Soul, it might evolve slightly further. Coupled with his two 100,000-year-level killing moves, Heavenly Dragon Annihilation Strike and Dragon Domain Despair, he is absolutely confident that he can annihilate all the ordinary Title Douluos present.

However, he ultimately did not remain completely cold-blooded.

He has always been someone who will stop at nothing to become stronger, and he can be absolutely ruthless with reason. But he can't turn a blind eye to the person who has always been by his side and has been completely open with him.

So, at the moment when the sacrificial fire was about to be completed, he invoked the spiritual will passed down from his ancestors.

The immense spiritual power belonging to the ancient golden holy dragon forcefully cut into the sacrificial soul power flow, taking control of Rou'er's body and interrupting this irreversible ritual.

The moment the ceremony was interrupted, the sacrificial fire went out of control.

The out-of-control energy created a storm that forcibly blocked the approaching Title Douluos, completing a brief clearing of the area.

Taking advantage of this break, Yu Xiaoheng held nothing back.

His main body unleashed the 100,000-year soul ring skill, Extreme Dragon Meteor, and the 100,000-year holy dragon bone above his head summoned the phantom of an ancient golden holy dragon, which spewed forth its breath in unison.

The Heavenly Dragon Annihilation Strike, formed by the convergence of the two forces, directly smashed through the defensive barrier jointly constructed by the Papal Palace and various sects.

Immediately afterwards, he activated the Dragon Domain of Despair. Within that range, the enemy's soul power flow was halved, and elemental attacks became ineffective.

Taking advantage of the few seconds when the enemy's formation was in disarray, he took out the teleportation beacon that Bibi Dong had given him and crushed it.

This was his initial backup plan.

He didn't want to use a beacon because he knew exactly where it led.

The City of Slaughter.

That's the territory of the Asura God.

Although the gods of the divine realm cannot directly interfere with the mortal world, there is an extremely terrifying being in the City of Slaughter—the King of Slaughter.

That is, Tang Chen, the successor of the God of Asura.

That was an old monster with combat power equivalent to a Limit Douluo. Moreover, Tang Chen had been affected by the Rakshasa Divine Thought and had long since gone mad, unable to distinguish friend from foe.

The Rakshasa God and the Asura God are absolute enemies.

This might prevent the Asura God's will from being transmitted to Tang Chen, or the Asura God might not directly activate the inheritor in the lower realm...

In other words, even if Yu Xiaoheng comes to the City of Slaughter, he may not necessarily be killed by Tang Chen's sword, but the risk is extremely high.

What Yu Xiaoheng hates most is uncontrollable risk.

However, being besieged by various forces, he had no choice but to sacrifice Rou'er if he didn't want her to be sacrificed.

"Hey, I'm talking to you!"

When Rou'er saw that Yu Xiaoheng was ignoring her, she came closer.

Her pink dress was stained quite a bit, but her eyes shone brightly.

"You actually don't want me to die, do you?" Rou'er put her hands on her hips and raised her chin slightly.

Yu Xiaoheng glanced at her but didn't say anything.

"Oh my, the look on your face back then, your eyes were all red." Rou'er stretched out her fair finger and poked Yu Xiaoheng's arm. "I've lived for 100,000 years, and this is the first time I've seen someone push away even a 100,000-year soul ring."

Yu Xiaoheng slapped her hand away.

My pupils were filled with the golden will of my ancestors, what a red egg!

"The situation was urgent at the time," Yu Xiaoheng said calmly.

"Don't give me that." Rou'er moved even closer.

She had a faint scent of grass and wood, which mingled with the stench of blood in the area, making her seem out of place.

"You risked your life to save me from so many Title Douluos. Isn't this the kind of vow of life and death described in those novels?"

She blinked, her voice tinged with shyness.

"If you really like me that much, you can just say so. I might consider it."

Yu Xiaoheng was completely bewildered.

He knew that Rou'er had spent most of her 100,000 years in the Star Dou Great Forest, and her mind was full of clichéd stories of knights rescuing princesses that she had heard from those unlucky soul masters.

She has a carefree and outgoing personality, and values ​​relationships. Now that he has saved her, she takes it as a confession of love.

Watching her wallow in self-pity, Yu Xiaoheng found it extremely noisy.

"You're hungry, aren't you?" Yu Xiaoheng interrupted her rambling.

"Yeah, I'm starving." Rou'er rubbed her stomach. "There's not a single edible blade of grass in this place, just black water. It's disgusting. Where did you bring me?"

“The sewage system of the Killing City.” Yu Xiaoheng glanced at the surrounding terrain.

Above them were huge stone pipes, from which dark red liquid dripped continuously.

"The City of Slaughter?" Rou'er was taken aback. "What kind of place is that?"

"A place where you can only enter but not leave, where you can't use soul skills, and where you can only survive by killing people."

Following the direction of the pipe, Yu Xiaoheng found a sewage outlet that was sloping upwards.

"We can't use soul skills?" Rou'er's eyes widened. "Then what are we doing here?"

"Take refuge." Yu Xiaoheng grabbed the edge of the sewage outlet with both hands, pushed hard, and climbed up.

"By the way, I need to pass the trials here and obtain the God of Slaughter Domain before I can truly leave this place."

He turned around and reached out his hand to Rou'er.

Rou'er grabbed his hand and used it to climb up.

The two stood in a dimly lit alley.

The stench of blood in the air was more than ten times stronger than in the sewers. At the end of the alley was a wide street, with buildings on both sides made of black stone, and the sky was a sickly dark red.

This is the real killing capital.

Yu Xiaoheng exhaled a breath of stale air.

Since he was already there, even knowing he might run into Tang Chen, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.

At the same time.

An abandoned neighborhood on the west side of the inner city of the Killing City.

The stone slabs on the ground were soaked in dark red blood, and they felt sticky underfoot.

Bibi Dong leaned against a broken wall, holding a broken iron rod she had picked up from somewhere. Her face was pale, and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Chapter 501 Isn't this the God of Slaughter? He's back?

Shui Yun'er and Shui Lingxi stood on her left and right sides, the three of them back to back, forming a tight defensive formation.

There were more than thirty men surrounding them.

These people were all emaciated, with bulging eyes and bloodshot veins. They held rusty iron swords and chipped machetes, and several of them even released their martial spirits, transforming into half-human, half-beast forms.

These are the fallen from grace in the City of Slaughter.

The bald man leading the group held a blood-dripping axe in his hand, his eyes fixed on Bibi Dong.

"Hey, isn't this the God of Slaughter who just broke through Hell Road not long ago?" The bald man licked his lips.

Bibi Dong stared at him coldly without saying a word.

“Everyone recognizes you. You’re the woman who killed hundreds of our brothers.” The bald man took a step closer.

"What? Couldn't make it out there, so you've come back to this quagmire?"

The surrounding fallen ones let out a strange laugh.

Bibi Dong has indeed passed through the Hell Road and obtained the God of Slaughter Domain.