Douluo Continent: The Five Elements Lock Martial Soul, Five Elements Divine Might Transformation

"Just as I thought. In the City of Slaughter, no Soul Master can use Soul Skills, not even my Five Elemental Lock Martial Soul. But luckily, I still have four Soul Bones..."

Thinking of the four soul bones within his body, Ling Yun breathed a sigh of relief and slowly walked towards the city gate of the Slaughter City.

Just as he was about to step through the city gate, a black-clad knight in iron armor suddenly blocked his path and asked him coldly.

"You want to enter the City of Slaughter?"

"Yes."

Ling Yun nodded, and at that moment the black-clad knight tossed him a black wooden plaque with a skull engraved on it and a number written below: 8888.

"This is your number plate. From now on, you will only have one identity in the Killing City, and that is the number on your number."

After uttering those words, the black-clad knight spurred his horse and rode away, while Ling Yun looked at the number on the wooden sign and chuckled softly.

"Hey, I'm so lucky! It's a VIP number!"

After storing the wooden plaque in his soul guide ring, Ling Yun entered the City of Slaughter. The moment he entered, a sexy and alluring young woman wearing a black veil slowly walked up to Ling Yun, bowed, and smiled.

"Dear Mr. 8888, welcome to the City of Slaughter. I am your guide and will be by your side for the next twelve hours. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask me."

"To be honest, I know a senior in the Soul Master world. She happens to be a God of Slaughter who came from the City of Slaughter."

Therefore, I only have one question about the Killing City: where is the Hellish Killing Fields?

Upon hearing the words "God of Slaughter," the guide's face immediately showed a hint of surprise, followed by a soft chuckle.

"I see. So you've come here to clear the Hell Road. In that case, please follow me."

The guide gestured "please" and then led Ling Yun into the inner city of the Killing City, finally arriving at a towering building that seemed to reach into the clouds, where he introduced it with a smile.

"Dear Mr. 8888, this is the Hell Slaughter Field!"

Chapter 106 Hell's Killing Fields (Part 1)

Following the direction the guide pointed, Ling Yun saw a tall and majestic building appear before him. Its exterior was an irregular cylindrical shape, reaching a height of 100 meters, as if it were about to soar into the sky.

Moreover, this place covers a vast area, not much less than the Heaven Dou Grand Soul Arena in Heaven Dou City. And this is precisely the most popular place in the City of Slaughter: the Hell Slaughter Arena.

At this very moment, thunderous cheers, applause, and the sounds of fierce fighting erupted within the Hell Killing Arena.

In addition, the towering building in front of us was filled with a strong, nauseating smell of blood.

Even Ling Yun couldn't help but frown slightly, and couldn't help but vomit up the dry food he had eaten yesterday.

Seeing Ling Yun's discomfort, the young female guide couldn't help but giggle.

"Dear Mr. 8888, since you know the legendary God of Slaughter, you must also know the rules of the Hell Slaughter Field, right?"

By offering a Bloody Mary, you can participate in a battle in the Killing Arena. Achieving a 100-win streak in the Hell Killing Arena allows you to challenge the Hell Road, become stronger, and then leave the Killing City.

"Yes, I understand all of that. I'll go get two Bloody Marys first. You wait here for me."

After saying that, Ling Yun left the girl who was the guide, and when he reappeared, there were two severed arms on his hands that were bleeding profusely.

With just a gentle squeeze, crimson and scalding hot blood gushed out like cream.

Ling Yun chuckled and said, "Miss, I think this blood is worth several Bloody Marys. Please take me to the competition."

"No problem, please follow me."

A hint of surprise flashed across the young female guide's face as she thought to herself: How could this kid kill a Fallen One in such a short time, from leaving to returning?

Surprised, she had already led Ling Yun into the hellish killing field and arrived at a huge wooden table.

At this moment, cups of Bloody Marys were placed on the wooden table, the strong smell of blood reaching the sky, causing Ling Yun to frown slightly.

In addition, several iron boxes were placed in the center of the wooden table, filled with black number plates.

"Young man, are you here to participate in the competition?"

Behind the wooden table, an elderly man with white hair spoke leisurely, talking to himself.

"If so, all you need to do is hand in a Bloody Mary, throw your number plate into a box, and wait a little while before you can enjoy this feast of slaughter."

As he finished speaking, a glint of light flashed in the old man's eyes, and he picked up a Bloody Mary from the table and drank it all in one gulp.

"I understand."

Ignoring the old man's actions, Ling Yun squeezed out a cup of human blood, placed it on the table along with his number plate, and then went to the rest area to wait for his first match.

The old man was very efficient. A few minutes later, Ling Yun heard his number through the amplified soul tool and immediately smiled.

"Come on, my first match!"

After saying that, Ling Yun slowly walked onto the arena and immediately looked at his opponent.

At this moment, besides him, there were nine Fallen Ones on the arena, including both men and women, and their strengths varied.

Ling Yun didn't feel any pressure from these people. Clearly, in terms of soul power cultivation, these people were far inferior to him.

Just as Ling Yun was sizing them up, the other nine people also looked at their opponents, and finally their gazes all turned to Ling Yun, revealing ferocious and cruel smiles on their faces.

Without a doubt, they saw Ling Yun as prey and wanted to eliminate him first.

There's nothing we can do about it; after all, Lingyun is only fifteen years old this year, and he still looks too young.

"Hehe, I didn't expect to run into a little kid on the ring."

"Kid, this isn't a place for you. But since you're here, you're doomed! Be careful in your next life!"

As they were speaking, a thin, fallen man dressed in a black, tight-fitting outfit had already attacked Ling Yun.

He held a black and sharp dagger in his hand, a cruel smile on his face, and endless killing intent surging in his eyes.

"Don't worry, little friend, my dagger is coated with deadly poison."

"As long as the skin is broken, you will die from the poison in less than three seconds, without feeling any pain!"

Before he could finish speaking, the man had already raised his dagger and thrust it heavily into Ling Yun's eyes.

However, at that moment, a cold smile appeared on Ling Yun's face in his line of sight, as if he were mocking him.

"Hmph, what a naive fellow!"

In the blink of an eye, the fiery tail hook burst forth from the body, slicing through the sky like a red lightning bolt, heading straight for the man's throat.

The man only saw a fleeting glimpse before everything went black, and his body collapsed heavily to the ground.

Only then did the man realize that he was dead. He tried to say something, but his body was unable to move. Eventually, his consciousness dissipated, and he died completely.

"First one, solved!"

After killing the man in front of him, Ling Yun pulled out the Flaming Tail Hook, then picked up the man's poisoned dagger and examined it closely.

Three large characters were written on the dagger: Poison Dragon Thorn!

"Dragon's Thorn? That's a good name. It's mine now."

Ling Yun chuckled lightly, then, in front of everyone else, he gently licked the dagger. Thanks to his immune system, the poison on the dagger did not cause him any harm, which secretly alarmed the others on the stage.

"Hehe, it seems this kid has some strength after all, at least he's not as weak as he looks."

"But that's what makes it interesting. Let's enjoy this feast of slaughter."

After saying that, a burly man raised a sharp broadsword and slashed at an old man beside him. The old man was obviously no pushover either, and immediately released his martial spirit, wrestling with the fierce man.

In an instant, the scene on the arena descended into chaos, with everyone fighting fiercely, shouts of killing and sounds of battle rising and falling incessantly.

Ling Yun also set his sights on a male Soul Master whose Martial Soul was a black bear. He immediately took a step forward and leaped towards the black bear Soul Master, his fiery tail hook, as sharp as a spear, thrusting out once again.

This move was as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder. Before the black bear soul master could react, the fiery tail hook had already arrived with a cold glint, piercing through his abdomen with a soft "poof".

"what!"

The intense burning sensation caused the man to let out a painful howl on the spot, and he roared angrily at Ling Yun.

"Damn brat, how dare you ambush me..."

Despite being pierced, the man did not die immediately. Instead, he resisted stubbornly with the tenacious vitality bestowed upon him by the Black Bear Martial Soul.

He grabbed the flaming tail hook, enduring the pain of his hand being burned by the flames, and pulled hard, forcibly pulling Ling Yun over. Then he raised his thick bear paw and slammed it down heavily on Ling Yun's head.

Seeing this, Ling Yun's pupils shrank slightly, and he immediately threw the Poison Dragon Stab in his hand at the Black Bear Soul Master.

In an instant, the Poison Dragon Dagger tore through the air and shot toward the wound on the Black Bear Soul Master's abdomen, leaving a shallow wound. The poison on the dagger then spread rapidly from the Black Bear Soul Master's abdomen to his entire body.

In just three seconds, the black bear soul master died from the poison, his blood turning black from the deadly poison.

Chapter 107 Hell's Killing Fields (Part 2)

"Second one, done!"

After dealing with the Black Bear Soul Master, Ling Yun was about to pull out the Poison Dragon Thorn and continue fighting when a piercing sound of wind breaking suddenly rang out behind him.

A black scorpion tail suddenly appeared, its sharp stinger like a spear, aimed straight at Ling Yun's back.

Upon seeing this, Ling Yun's pupils contracted slightly. He quickly gathered his soul power and controlled the fiery tail hook to shoot out, blocking the pitch-black scorpion tail.

Clang

Suddenly, two scorpion tails, one red and one black, collided in the air, creating a bright spark.

After blocking the attack from the black scorpion tail, Ling Yun followed the tail to its owner, who turned out to be a woman with a beautiful face and a sexy figure.

Her snow-white arms were covered with a layer of black carapace, making them look exceptionally strong, while a long and flexible scorpion tail swayed in the wind behind her graceful body.

If I'm not mistaken, this woman's martial spirit should be a scorpion, and this jet-black scorpion tail is her powerful weapon!

Ling Yun thought to himself, while he narrowed his eyes and looked behind the female soul master. He saw a few drops of dark green liquid slowly falling from the stinger of the black scorpion's tail, landing on the arena and instantly corroding several small pits into the rock arena.

This demonstrates the high toxicity of the liquid.

Looking at the Poison Scorpion Soul Master in front of him, Ling Yun sneered, "Beautiful lady, are you in such a hurry to die? You're destined to die here today anyway, so why rush?"

Wouldn't it be better to take a few more breaths of fresh air before you die? Even though the air here isn't fresh.

"Hehe, there's no time to lose." The Poison Scorpion Soul Master chuckled. "I'm quite interested in that scorpion tail behind you. If I'm not mistaken, it should be a soul bone, right? And judging from its power, it's a ten-thousand-year soul bone!"

As she said this, a glint of greed flashed in her beautiful, black pearl-like eyes.

"A ten-thousand-year-old soul bone is priceless, and I must get my hands on it. So, I'm sorry, but this adorable little one, I have no choice but to ask you to die!"

In the blink of an eye, the Poison Scorpion Soul Master took a step forward and rushed towards Ling Yun. His jet-black scorpion tail swayed in the wind behind him, and he was so fast that only a blur could be seen.