"King of Slaughter!"
"King of Slaughter!"
"King of Slaughter!"
At this moment, thousands of Fallen Ones had gathered in the Hell Slaughter Arena, their cheers shaking the heavens and earth.
It wasn't just because the Hell Slaughter Arena had an exhilarating effect, but also because they had received news that the King of Slaughter was willing to open the Road to Hell ahead of schedule—allowing Qian Renxue, also known as the "Sword Demon," to leave early.
If an ordinary Fallen One were given the chance to leave early, everyone would be consumed by jealousy, wishing they could skin them alive.
But when it came to the "Sword Demon," no one dared to voice any complaints.
For many powerful individuals, the inner city was not hell—it was paradise! As long as one was strong enough, they could have anything they desired.
But now, with Qian Renxue, the "Sword Demon," rampaging through the inner city, killing anyone in her path, everyone had been forced to huddle in the filthy, excrement-filled outer city. Many Fallen Ones who originally lived in the inner city were on the verge of losing their minds.
Now that the King of Slaughter was willing to send this God of Slaughter onto the perilous Road to Hell, everyone wholeheartedly approved.
As for whether the "Sword Demon" could survive the Road to Hell—that was no longer their concern.
...
At this moment, the entire Hell Slaughter Arena was enveloped in a bloody hue.
A hundred meters above, the towering figure of the King of Slaughter sat upon a crimson throne, shrouded in a thick mist of blood that obscured his features.
Yet the oppressive aura he exuded made Qian Renxue's expression change drastically.
"Such overwhelming pressure… it's only slightly weaker than Bi Bi Dong's…"
Qian Renxue's heart pounded with shock. She acknowledged that Ye Feng was strong, but against such a terrifying opponent… could he really escape?
She didn't know. But now that things had come to this, she had to leave first.
If Ye Feng didn't return…
She could always go back to the Spirit Hall and beg her grandfather to rescue him.
After all, she admitted that the King of Slaughter was powerful, but compared to her grandfather, he still fell short.
"Sword Demon, your Angel Spirit does not belong here. You should never have come…" The King of Slaughter's chilling voice echoed as he gazed at Qian Renxue standing at the entrance.
"Which is why I must leave!" Qian Renxue met his gaze fearlessly.
She could tell—the King of Slaughter seemed wary of her.
Given her strength, there was no reason for him to fear her, nor Ye Feng.
The most likely explanation was her grandfather!
She suspected the King of Slaughter knew her grandfather and had recognized her Angel Spirit, which was why he was acting this way.
Though Ye Feng had her completely under his thumb, Qian Renxue was still sharp-witted. With just one sentence from the King of Slaughter, she had pieced together so much.
"After you leave, convey my greetings to your elder. Slaughter City has no intention of making an enemy of the Angel…"
After a long silence, the King of Slaughter finally spoke in a low, eerie tone.
"In that case, oh great King of Slaughter, would you allow my friend to leave with me?" Qian Renxue took a deep breath, slightly lowering her stance as she asked.
For Ye Feng's sake, she was willing to try.
"Hah—"
The King of Slaughter let out a soft chuckle.
"Little one, I'm willing to break the rules for you because you have a powerful elder. But that boy… since he had the confidence to barge in here, he should be prepared to stay forever!"
"Moreover, the Road to Hell isn't as simple as you imagine. If you can't pass it, that Angel won't have any reason to trouble me."
The King of Slaughter waved his hand.
In the next moment, thick crimson mist emanated from his body, instantly engulfing the entire Hell Slaughter Arena!
The Fallen Ones seated in the spectator stands grew increasingly excited, all eager to witness the opening of the Road to Hell.
But as the eerie mist spread, their eyes gradually turned blood-red.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
No one knew who started it, but the once-rowdy spectator stands instantly descended into chaos.
A large number of spectators madly lunged at those around them.
They didn't use weapons—instead, they tore at each other with bare hands, gouging out hearts and lungs!
Skin peeled back, flesh flew everywhere!
After killing their companions, the survivors began tearing at themselves, even pulling out their own internal organs until their breathing stopped.
Torrents of blood spilled forth, converging into streams that surged toward the center of the Hell Slaughter Arena's underground.
"What... what's happening to them?"
Qian Renxue felt nauseated by the bizarre and bloody scene before her, despite having killed many people herself. Clearly, this exceeded her understanding.
"Do you think the Road to Hell opens so easily?"
The King of Slaughter spoke with a hint of reluctance. "Every time the Road to Hell opens, it requires the sacrifice of countless lives. They... died for you. But this is their honor!"
As he murmured these words, the blood on the ground had unknowingly formed a massive crimson pattern.
The pattern was so vast that Qian Renxue, standing in the arena, couldn't discern its shape. But from a bird's-eye view, one would see it was a gigantic blood-red bat.
As the bat took form,
In an instant,
A sinister crimson glow erupted from the ground of the Hell Slaughter Arena, swallowing Qian Renxue whole.
Moments later,
The scene vanished.
The blood pattern disappeared.
The crimson mist dissipated.
Even the countless corpses in the spectator stands were gone.
As if nothing had ever happened.
"Whether you survive depends on your luck..."
The King of Slaughter watched Qian Renxue depart, muttering to himself.
Then, his entire body transformed into a blood-red shadow and vanished.
...
...
"Finally, she's gone."
In a room somewhere in the inner city,
Ye Feng sensed Qian Renxue's departure and let out a deep sigh of relief.
Without her interference, he could finally focus on comprehending the essence of slaughter.
After all, living with Qian Renxue, his mind was always preoccupied with other thoughts, making it impossible to cultivate properly...
However, since Qian Renxue was still on the Road to Hell, Ye Feng had no intention of fleeing, lest the King of Slaughter take his anger out on her.
Unaware that the King of Slaughter feared Qian Renxue's grandfather, Ye Feng assumed the worst.
As Ye Feng calmed his mind,
The killing intent around him grew increasingly dense, almost materializing, enveloping his entire body.
Not only that, the killing intent spread beyond the room, forming a Slaughter Domain with a diameter of over ten meters—a rudimentary form of a "Domain."
As the domain expanded, many Fallen Ones who had been eyeing Ye Feng's house were instantly terrified out of their wits.
Although most of them were Spirit Kings or Soul Emperors, with even one Soul Saint among them, they were completely powerless against Ye Feng's domain without being able to use their Soul Skills.
Enveloped by the domain, the Fallen Ones could only feel their breath growing labored as endless bloodlust flooded their minds, driving them completely insane. They began attacking each other like rabid beasts.