Hell Slaughtering Arena.
"Bang—"
As the Extreme Ice Spear pierced through the chest of the last opponent, Shui Bing'er, whose face was pale and body exuded a bloody aura of slaughter, couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
After more than a month, she had finally completed a hundred consecutive victories in the Hell Slaughtering Arena.
Except for the first ten or so matches, when the title of 'Ice Envoy' had not yet spread and she wasn't always besieged by the other nine participants, every subsequent victory meant that nine fallen ones had perished at her hands.
After a hundred consecutive victories, nearly nine hundred fallen ones had been personally slain by her.
Logically speaking, even after killing nine hundred opponents, she shouldn't appear more like an evil soul master than actual evil soul masters.
After all, in the continent's soul master world, there were plenty of soul masters who had taken thousands of lives.
Take Dugu Bo, for example—one large-scale poisonous mist attack could easily claim the lives of a thousand or eight hundred people, yet no one ever saw someone like Dugu Bo, a 'mowing machine,' exuding such overwhelming killing intent.
But that was in the outside world, where there were no special influencing factors. In the Slaughter City, things were different.
The environment here was extremely unique. Even if one did not kill, the surroundings would subtly and imperceptibly amplify the killing intent in one's heart, especially within the Hell Slaughtering Arena, where this effect was even more pronounced.
The moment one killed an opponent, their killing intent would be drastically magnified. After accumulating it battle after battle, one's aura would undergo a transformation, making them appear like a bloodthirsty demon.
Mu Yang and Shui Bing'er had both keenly noticed this change on the very first day they arrived in the Slaughter City.
But Mu Yang understood that this change was unavoidable. The only thing they could do was maintain strict control over their minds to ensure they wouldn't lose themselves in the killing intent.
After all, without sufficient killing intent, how could one obtain the Killing god Domain and become a Killing god?
Domain power wasn't something that appeared out of thin air. The massive killing intent accumulated during a hundred consecutive victories in the Hell Slaughtering Arena was the fuel that would later be transformed into the Killing god Domain after passing through the Hell Road.
Otherwise, even divine power couldn't turn an innocent flower that had never taken a life into a Killing god filled with overwhelming killing intent.
And it was precisely this special environment in the Slaughter City that allowed trial participants to amass such an immense aura of slaughter in a short period.
If it were the outside world, gathering such a level of killing intent might require the massacre of tens of thousands of beings, and even then, it might not be enough.
Unlike the original story, due to the notorious reputation of the 'Phantom Demon,' although this match was 'Ice Envoy's' hundredth consecutive victory and would lead to the opening of the Hell Road for them to leave the Slaughter City, no fallen ones had come to watch. The entire audience stands were completely empty.
The reason was simple—the fallen ones feared that they would unknowingly fall victim to the 'Phantom Demon's' mental secret technique and end up directly on the battlefield as cannon fodder.
This wasn't without precedent. In the beginning, Mu Yang would simply drag passing fallen ones from the Hell Slaughtering Arena's hall or entrance to serve as opponents. But later, finding this method inefficient, he had a flash of inspiration—he would use a soul-capturing secret technique to randomly select nine spectators from the stands to participate in the next match.
And when it was Shui Bing'er's turn to fight, he would randomly pick some unlucky souls from the audience.
As the saying goes, 'If you often walk by the river, your shoes are bound to get wet.' Once this 'heinous' act was exposed, the ticket sales for the Hell Slaughtering Arena plummeted instantly. Later, the fallen ones decided to simply stay in their residences like cowards, not daring to step outside.
"Congratulations, Ice Envoy."
Suddenly, a deep and piercing voice echoed from all directions.
Shui Bing'er's heart tensed. She swept her gaze around, searching for the source of the voice.
Soon, she saw a blood-red figure descending from the sky.
It was a tall man, completely wrapped in a massive crimson cloak.
A pale complexion, a pair of entirely blood-red eyes—his body slowly descended from the air, seemingly unaffected by gravity.
'Such powerful energy! As expected, the Slaughter King is a Title Douluo—and not just an ordinary one, but a formidable Title Douluo among them.'
Shui Bing'er sighed inwardly.
Although the Slaughter King restrained his aura, she could still vaguely sense a portion of it.
If she were to truly face off against the Slaughter King, Shui Bing'er estimated that even if she and Mu Yang joined forces and used all their trump cards, they still wouldn't be a match for him.
Suspended about five meters above the ground, the Slaughter King halted his descent. Looking down at Shui Bing'er from midair, his deep and piercing voice rang out once more:
"The Hell Messenger, Phantom Demon, please step forward."
The next moment, the large doors on the other side of the Hell Slaughtering Arena opened, and two figures radiating the same bloody slaughtering aura slowly walked in.
However, unlike Mu Yang, who only appeared pale and cold amidst the killing intent, Hu Liena's situation was much worse—even her eyes had turned blood-red, clearly affected by the killing intent.
Lowering his head, the Slaughter King gazed at the three of them and said,
"It has been many years since the Slaughter City has seen a hundred consecutive victories. I am very pleased to witness the rise of three Hell Arena champions today.
Hell Messenger, Phantom Demon, Ice Envoy—thank you for rekindling my passion once again.
A hundred consecutive victories… Very well! To honor your achievements, I have decided to grant you the title of 'Killing god' as an exception.
From this moment onward, you may enter and exit the Slaughter City at will and will be appointed as honored guests of the Slaughter City, second only to myself."
No need to pass through the Hell Road? Directly becoming Killing gods?
Shui Bing'er and Hu Liena were both startled and turned to look at Mu Yang.
Meeting their gazes, Mu Yang shook his head. The Killing god title granted by the Slaughter King wasn't the real thing—it was just an empty title with no real power.
A true Killing god wielded the Killing god Domain.
Mu Yang nodded slightly toward Hu Liena, signaling for her to respond.
Although Hu Liena was the weakest among the three of them, she had the strongest background. With Bibi Dong, a genuine Killing god, as her teacher, she was in the best position to negotiate with the Slaughter King.
Understanding Mu Yang's hint, Hu Liena slightly bowed to the Slaughter King and respectfully said,
"No need, esteemed Slaughter King. The rules of the Slaughter City should not be broken for us. We are willing to undergo the trial of the Hell Road before accepting your reward.
Moreover, we wish to rely on our own strength to leave this place and become true Killing gods.
Only in this way can we live up to our teacher's expectations."
At the end of her words, Hu Liena casually mentioned her teacher, Bibi Dong.
This, of course, was Mu Yang's idea. Hu Liena might not understand just how much influence Bibi Dong held over the Slaughter City, but Mu Yang knew very well. Other than the divine beings of the God Realm, the ones the Slaughter King feared most were Bibi Dong and Tang Hao.
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