In the City of Slaughter King's palace, the King, who had been resting on his throne, suddenly opened his eyes.
He sensed someone entering the doorway. Seeing that it was his most capable subordinate, he closed his eyes again and spoke indifferently.
"What happened? You look flustered..."
The black-veiled girl quickly bowed respectfully and briefly recounted the incident at the entrance to the King of Slaughter.
The King of Slaughter narrowed his eyes slightly, an expression of disbelief flickering within them.
"What did you say? That man's strength appears stronger than mine? Are you sure you're not lying?"
"Great King, I would not dare to deceive you. The oppressive feeling that man exuded with every gesture was indeed stronger than yours. Furthermore, he arrogantly declared that rules bind only us mortals, but they do not bind him."
The black-veiled girl mimicked Zhao Ling's tone, repeating his words, which made the King of Slaughter's pupils suddenly contract. He quickly pressed on.
"Did he come alone, or was there someone with him?"
The black-veiled girl quickly lowered her head and replied, "There was a very beautiful woman beside him. They appear to be a couple."
The King of Slaughter didn't ask further. Instead, he rose from his throne and swiftly flew out of the palace.
The black-veiled girl knew that the King of Slaughter was definitely uneasy and wanted to personally witness the man, but she didn't follow him.
The King of Slaughter flew out of the palace, releasing his spirit power to search for unfamiliar figures within the vast City of Slaughter.
After searching for nearly ten minutes, the King of Slaughter finally found a highly suspicious target—the couple.
At this moment, Zhao Ling and Bibi Dong were walking along the bustling and chaotic streets of the City of Slaughter. A few thoughtless individuals, captivated by Bibi Dong's exquisite beauty, actually blocked their path.
However, as those few tried to flirt with Bibi Dong, their heads eerily floated off their necks and rolled to the ground.
Then, the headless bodies of those individuals fell to the ground, utterly lifeless. This caused many others who had also intended to harass Bibi Dong to halt their steps.
What just happened? Why did those people suddenly drop dead? These two clearly didn't do anything; it's too bizarre.
Zhao Ling paid no mind to the strangely deceased individuals; almost no good people came to the City of Slaughter anyway.
As mentioned in the original story, the City of Slaughter itself was a paradise of sin. Most who came here were heinous criminals who had committed illegal acts in the outside world and were forced into this place where life could be lost at any moment.
Of course, a small number of people came here to strengthen themselves, wanting to temper themselves in this extreme environment to better grow.
However, such people were rare, so Zhao Ling felt no psychological pressure in killing these individuals. The ability he just used was from his second spirit, the Death God's Scythe, which possessed the Death God Domain.
He had comprehended this Death God Domain after obtaining his eighth spirit ring. Its effect was quite explosive: it could easily eradicate targets with spirit power weaker than his within a 200-meter radius.
Since this Death God Domain could not be considered a spirit ability, Zhao Ling could easily use the power of the Death God Domain within the City of Slaughter.
Previously, when he killed Scott's mount, he also used the effect of this Death God Domain, which was very effective at intimidating people.
At this moment, the King of Slaughter, observing this scene from the air, suddenly narrowed his pupils. In his vision, an eerie, tens-of-meters-tall figure, completely cloaked in ink-black robes and holding a massive scythe, appeared around the man.
That tens-of-meters-tall, eerie figure had merely swung its giant scythe at those few people, and their heads had fallen to the ground, the cuts as clean as mirrors, with not a single drop of blood seeping out.
It was too eerie, truly too eerie. The King of Slaughter felt he couldn't achieve such a feat.
And at this moment, the King of Slaughter noticed a mocking smile on the man's lips, as he cast a profound glance towards the sky where the King was located.
Simultaneously, the tens-of-meters-tall, eerie figure, clad in ink-black robes and wielding a giant scythe, also synchronously looked up, coldly staring at him.
Instantly, the King of Slaughter felt an extremely strong sense of unease welling up within him. He realized that this man had definitely discovered him.
Such sensitive spirit power was enough to indicate that this person's strength was absolutely unfathomable, perhaps even superior to his own. The way he was looking at him now was clearly a warning.
The King of Slaughter didn't want to linger and quickly turned to leave, soon disappearing into the sky.
Zhao Ling, seeing this, grinned, revealing a chilling expression that scared many of the onlookers who had witnessed the bizarre deaths of those individuals. They either lowered their heads or turned and fled, daring not to look directly at Zhao Ling and Bibi Dong again.
Very few people could see the giant, eerie figure within Zhao Ling's Death God Domain. Besides Zhao Ling himself, only demigod-level powerhouses like Tang Chen, Bo Saixi, and Qian Daoliu could currently see it.
In other words, the minimum requirement to see the giant, eerie figure in Zhao Ling's Death God Domain was to be a demigod-level powerhouse. As for whether they could defeat this eerie figure after seeing it, that was another matter entirely.
Zhao Ling saw that no one was stopping him anymore, so he retracted his Death God Domain and continued towards the center of the City of Slaughter with Bibi Dong.
Meanwhile, the King of Slaughter had returned to his palace. His extremely grim expression was noticed by the Slaughter Emissary, who quickly probed.
"Great King, what's wrong? Why does your face look so troubled?"
The King of Slaughter frowned deeply and said to the Slaughter Emissary, "Give my orders: you must take good care of those two honored guests. Whatever requests they make, you must try your best to fulfill them.
If anyone dares to disrespect them, and I find out, I will skin them alive. In short, cooperate with them as much as possible; the sooner they leave, the better!"
The Slaughter Emissary immediately understood that the King of Slaughter must have witnessed something terrifying; otherwise, he would never have said that they should try to fulfill any request the two made.
She quickly bowed her head and said, "Yes, I will definitely remind them. I will absolutely not cause you any trouble."
"Mm... you may leave." The King of Slaughter waved his hand, and the Slaughter Emissary quickly exited the palace.
The King of Slaughter's frown deepened. "Where did this man come from? I've never seen him before. And who is that eerie phantom holding the giant scythe? Why does it give me such a dangerous feeling?"