Starting from the young master of Haotian Sect

“Dad, can’t we kill our way in without drinking this damn thing?”

Tang San was worthy of being the sect's young master, he charged in as soon as he opened his mouth.

Tang Hao couldn't help but recall his memories in the Slaughter City. Drinking Bloody Mary in the first level was probably the most deadly trap, because in the Slaughter City, Bloody Mary was a very special thing. For some reason, it was considered the hard currency of the Slaughter City.

If you don't participate in the battles in the Hell Killing Fields, you have to contribute two glasses of Bloody Mary every month. Bloody Mary is also a good thing to relieve fatigue and emotions in the Killing City.

Now Tang Hao finally understood why he felt comfortable after drinking Bloody Mary, as if he had been relieved. It turned out that this thing was actually addictive.

"I don't know what will happen if I go in without drinking a Bloody Mary, but..." Tang Hao's eyes flashed, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he slowly stood up and said, "I don't know, so let's give it a try."

Tang Hao's sturdy body stood up, and his momentum instantly calmed down the laughing drinkers present.

Tang Hao said to the surroundings, "Those who haven't had a Bloody Mary can leave."

After hearing Tang Hao's warning, the eyes of the drinkers who wanted to enter the City of Slaughter became fierce, and they all summoned their martial spirits.

Everyone here is no longer a child who knows nothing. To enter the city of killing, you need to kill.

Instead of standing up, Tang San sat firmly on the chair. According to the rules of the City of Slaughter, he needed to kill people before entering. However, he was not here to obtain the domain of the God of Slaughter, nor was he here to enter the City of Slaughter and never come out.

Their Haotian Sect has the strength to not abide by the rules of the City of Slaughter.

Rules? Talk to my Clear Sky Hammer.

Looking at the densely packed martial spirits around him, Tang Hao gave a final warning: "Time is running out. It's still not too late to leave now."

With a loud bang, a huge amount of soul power burst out from Tang Hao's body. In an instant, the surrounding soul masters whose strength was only three or even two rings were so scared that their weapon spirits fell to the ground.

Tang Hao seemed to want to go against the Slaughter City. You want me to drink Bloody Mary, but I won't. You want me to kill someone, but I won't kill anyone today. I'll see if I can get in.

Seeing that all the spirit masters present had lost their fighting spirit, Tang San slowly stood up, walked to the front desk of the tavern, smiled calmly, and said, "Excuse me, where is the entrance?"

The tavern owner, who was intimidated by Tang Hao's aura, finally reacted. He looked at the smiling little boy, who was about ten years old, and said gloomily, "You haven't had a Bloody Mary, and you haven't experienced the Slaughter City. You have violated the rules and cannot enter the Slaughter City."

Hearing this, Tang San couldn't help but shrugged and said, "I don't want to abide by the rules of your Slaughter City. What can you do to me?"

When Tang San said this, the tavern owner's chest heaved with anger. "You want to get in without following the rules? What kind of place is our Slaughter City? A public restroom? Can we come and go as we please?"

"No" The boss didn't even say the word "no door" before Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer flew past his ear and blew a big hole in the wall.

"Killing you would be considered killing, but if you insist, I'll abide by your rules."

The boss pointed to the ground, his expression becoming flattering, and said with a smile, "The door is over there, you can open it yourself."

Chapter 36 Impossible Rules

Tang San walked slowly in the direction the tavern owner pointed, then his soul power circulated, two soul rings, one yellow and one purple, rose up, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand smashed down fiercely.

With a loud bang, the floor flew up and revealed a gap in the ground.

Seeing the entrance appear, Tang Hao looked at the tavern owner belonging to the Slaughter City, and waved his hand as if to challenge him, sending everyone away. He would not kill anyone when entering the Slaughter City today.

Feeling provoked, the boss swallowed his saliva and said with all his strength, "You, you openly challenged the Slaughter City and violated the rules of the Slaughter City. Even if you are allowed to enter the Slaughter City, you will be besieged by the Terror Knights. You will regret it then."

The tavern owner didn't even dare to say anything arrogant, for fear that Tang Hao would kill him.

Normally, he could use the power of the City of Slaughter to temporarily seal the soul rings of all the soul masters in the tavern, so he could only use the most basic power and the most basic form of martial soul.

But the tavern owner was dumbfounded, because he found that he could not seal the power of the City of Slaughter. It seemed that the power was rejected. Otherwise, how could anyone break into the City of Slaughter so easily?

Tang Hao smiled coldly. He certainly felt that the tavern owner wanted to use the power of the City of Slaughter to seal him, but how could the tavern owner know that the Killing God Domain he possessed could offset the seal of the City of Slaughter.

Tang Hao walked up to Tang San and said, "Come on, Dad will accompany you."

"Dad, aren't you afraid of being discovered by the King of Slaughter?" Tang San originally thought that Tang Hao would be waiting for him in the town.

"Hahaha, I can accompany you to the outer city of Slaughter City. This underground passage is quite long." Tang Hao touched Tang San's little head with his big hand. Although he didn't say it, he also protected his son in his own way.

Without any hesitation, the two of them jumped down and jumped directly into the darkness on the ground. Their bodies were instantly surrounded by darkness and they were completely immersed in it.

Entering the darkness, Tang San only fell a few meters before he felt his feet on solid ground. He didn't need any light, as he could see everything clearly in the darkness with his Purple Demon Eyes.

This is a long corridor, extending diagonally downward. The cold air keeps blowing on Tang San's body, but he still strides forward.

After walking for a while, Tang Hao reminded him, "Although you're not going to enter the Hell Road to gain the Killing God Domain like I did before, I'll still tell you something in advance. There are only two ways to survive in the Slaughter City. One is to draw two cups of blood every month and hand them over to the Slaughter Messenger, which is like collecting a tax. The second is to fight in the Hell Slaughter Field. Winning once will exempt you from paying blood for a year."

"The Killing Fields of Hell?"

Tang Hao nodded and said, "Well, if you don't hand over the blood, you will be forced to participate in the Hell Killing Field once a year. Ten people will kill each other in the Hell Killing Field, and only the winner can leave the killing field. In addition, to obtain the Killing God Domain, you need to win 100 consecutive games in the Hell Killing Field. And in each new game, the opponent you face cannot have participated in the Hell Killing Field less than you have five times. Unless the opponent's number of games can no longer meet this condition."

Tang Hao couldn't help but talk about how he fought his way out of the siege and won a hundred consecutive victories in the killing field before he finally qualified to enter the Road to Hell and obtain the realm of the God of Killing.

However, Tang San stopped in his tracks when he heard what Tang Hao said. In the darkness, his face was filled with stunned surprise.

Tang San asked in astonishment, "Ten people per match, only one person wins, and you have to win a hundred matches in a row, and your opponent's winning streak can't be less than five times yours? Dad, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

Hearing his son's question, Tang Hao thought for a moment and then said affirmatively, "Yes, that's the rule. I completed 100 wins in about two years."

After receiving Tang Hao's affirmative answer, Tang San blinked his eyes, his head almost exploded.

"Dad, this is impossible. It's impossible for you to win a hundred games in a row." Tang San said his answer in a very sure tone.

Tang Hao thought his son didn't believe him and that he was just bragging, so he said unconvincedly, "How can it be impossible? If I hadn't achieved a hundred consecutive victories, how could I have passed the Hell Road and obtained the Killing God Domain? How could I have left the Slaughter City? Your father never brags."

There is no such thing as possible or impossible. This happened to me, and my own Killing God Domain is the evidence.

Tang San's expression turned serious at this moment, and he explained: "Dad, this is not a question of whether it is possible or not, this is a fundamental mathematical problem, just like 1+1 does not equal 5."

"If we really follow the rules of the Killing Grounds, in the first round, only one out of ten survives, meaning you've killed nine people. In the second round, your opponent has won two games in a row, and they've also killed nine people. If they've won two games in a row, then all of you have killed 9 people combined. If your opponent also wins two games in a row in the third round, then you need to kill 9 people to win three games in a row."

"Winning a hundred games in a row? How is that possible? Even if the entire Heaven Dou Empire, including ordinary people, couldn't reach this number. Not to mention that there are less than a million soul masters in the Heaven Dou Empire. Soul masters are so rare and precious."

Tang San said with a serious look in his eyes, "Dad, if we follow the rules set by Slaughter City, we should have needed to kill all of the dozen or so drinkers in the tavern outside before one person could enter. With this elimination rate, I don't know if even a hundred spirit masters can enter Slaughter City in a year in the entire Heaven Dou Empire. Even if there are other entrances, who would want to enter a place like Slaughter City where you can only enter but not leave?"

"Even if the Xingluo Empire has an entrance, the Xingluo Empire has more soul masters than the Tiandou Empire. At most, only two or three hundred soul masters enter the Slaughter City each year."

"The rules of this killing field are simply impossible."

After hearing what Tang San said, Tang Hao was confused. He couldn't understand what was going on. When he was in the City of Slaughter, he didn't care about math or not. He just wanted to kill and kill all the way.

"Could it be that the opponents I met back then were not on a winning streak and were all newcomers? No, no, no, that's not right. They all had wins and records. There were even quite a few who had won more than ten games in a row and I killed them. But that's not right. The numbers don't match at all." Tang Hao was dizzy at this time. If he didn't possess the Killing God Domain and his extraordinary strength, he would have suspected that his memory was wrong and he had been brainwashed.

"Could there be many local residents of the City of Slaughter?" Tang Hao said.

Tang San shook his head and said, "I don't think the local residents of Slaughter City can have such an exaggerated number of spirit masters. If your memory is correct, then Slaughter City hides a lot of things."

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Chapter 37 Little Tang San Looking for His Mother

Tang San smiled and muttered to himself, "The ability to grant others domains, the addictive Bloody Mary, and the impossible rules of this killing field. This killing city probably hides many secrets that even you, Dad, don't know."

Hearing this, Tang Hao felt something was wrong. It seemed that he had really underestimated this City of Slaughter. He had only thought that it was a relic left behind by an ancient hundred-level strongman, and that it was a force inhabited by only a ninety-nine-level strongman.

But now that I think about it, maybe the City of Slaughter is not as simple as it seems. There must be something hidden.

"The Killing God's Domain can ignore the sealing power of the City of Slaughter. This domain undoubtedly exposes one's own weaknesses, but it is actually given to others. There must be something fishy about this City of Slaughter." Tang San reminded.

The special seal of the Slaughter City originally prevented all outside spirit masters from using the power of their spirit rings, forcing them to use only the basic martial spirit form. This power was invincible. Others couldn't use it, but you could. Even a level 99 Ultimate Douluo would be annihilated in the Slaughter City.

As a result, the Killing God Domain that restrains them can be obtained by outsiders, and it can be given for free as long as they pass the trial. This illogical thing actually happened.

"And your second martial soul. Now that I think about it, your mother probably deliberately wanted me to take you away from the City of Slaughter." Tang Hao recalled some things that happened in the past.

Tang San nodded heavily and said, "If I want to know the truth about the Slaughter City, I'm afraid I really have to find my mother and ask her clearly."

Tang San and Tang Hao both suppressed their doubts, because no matter how unreasonable the rules of the killing field in the Slaughter City were, it didn't matter. The most important thing was that Tang San's second martial soul awakened. If he had any doubts, he could just ask his mother.

When Tang San and his son had walked a long distance, Tang Hao suddenly used his spirit power to transmit a message in a low voice: "You have to walk the rest of the way on your own. If you want me to take you out of the Slaughter City, use your spirit guide to notify me, and I will take you out of the Slaughter City."

Tang San and Tang Hao had no intention of leaving the City of Slaughter according to the rules. According to common sense, one must take the Road to Hell after winning a hundred consecutive games before leaving. However, Tang Hao had the Domain of the God of Slaughter, and he wanted to take his son away. How many people in the world could stop him?

After saying this, Tang Hao disappeared into the darkness as if he were invisible.

Tang San nodded secretly and said nothing more. After walking forward for a few minutes, a cold voice suddenly came from all directions, "Welcome to the City of Slaughter. This is the capital of hell, a world full of killing. Here, you can get everything you want, but the price is your life."

Hearing this voice, Tang San knew that he had truly entered the territory of the City of Slaughter.

If his father was not wrong, then the next person to appear would be the law enforcer of the City of Slaughter, the Terror Knight.

After striding forward, as if passing through a barrier, Tang San immediately heard a noisy sound. In front of him, a dense group of people appeared and surrounded him.

Tang San ignored these people and instead began to look around this strange world.

There is a black city not far away, which should be the legendary city of killing. The thick black city walls are extremely wide. A purple-red moon hangs above the city. The moon is very low, and it seems to be less than 500 meters away from the ground. Looking up, everything is black, just like the night.

"Unbelievable! I should have walked underground. How could there be such a vast place underground? And there's a purple-red blood moon hanging above my head. Weird, really weird."

The only explanation is that Tang San unknowingly came to another special space, and that long underground passage was a huge soul guide with teleportation function.

Tang San had never heard of such a huge soul guide.

To put it more simply, this world is like the storage ring soul guide he wears on his hand, which takes people into a different space, and it is a large group of people.

Seeing that Tang San, a child of about ten years old, actually ignored them and observed the world, the leading Terror Knight could not help but shout angrily: "Who are you? Tell me your name!"

Hearing the scolding, Tang San looked over. Those terrifying knights were all dressed in black armor, and even their faces were completely covered by helmets. One hundred of them were holding heavy swords, and only one was sitting upright on a tall warhorse, and his horse was also covered with thick black armor.

Tang San estimated that only the leader was a Terror Knight, and the others had not yet reached the level of knight.

"You broke the rules." The low voice sounded extremely cold, as if it did not come from a human mouth. The one who spoke was the black-armored knight sitting upright on the horse.

"Oh." Tang San asked lightly.

Seeing Tang San's nonchalant look, the law enforcers of the Slaughter City were so angry that their eyelids were twitching.

"Okay, okay, in all these years, no one has dared to ignore me, Scott, like this!" The knight named Scott was so angry that he laughed. It was the first time in his life that he was ignored by a ten-year-old child.

The warhorse suddenly accelerated, Scott's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he rushed towards Tang San with a tragic aura.

A cold air filled the air, and a terrifying murderous aura came towards him. Compared with Tang Hao's magnificent and huge murderous aura, the murderous aura emanating from this black-armored knight was much smaller.

Facing Scott's charge, Tang San's mind moved.

At this moment, something strange happened!

A ray of red light suddenly emerged from the black soil under Tang San's feet. As the ray of red light appeared, the area around Tang San seemed to be dyed red, but it was not the bright red of the morning, but the blood red color like fresh blood.

"This! This is!" Scott was suddenly shocked when he saw this scene, and the black horse under his crotch actually retreated repeatedly, as if it was something ominous and he couldn't be touched by it!

At this moment, a blood moon slowly rose behind Tang San. This blood moon was projected by the killing emblem on the back of his hand.

Tang San was completely dumbfounded. He had guessed that using the Slaughter Spirit in the Slaughter City might be different, but he never expected it to be so exaggerated!