Lin Gong watched as Yang Xiong left with a face full of resolve, and couldn't help but shake his head.
He could protect Yang Xiong anywhere in the world,except the City of Slaughter. Lin Gong knew very well that he was getting old and no longer had the strength to venture into that place.
Yet Yang Xiong seemed particularly obsessed with entering the City of Slaughter, almost to the point of disregarding everything else. Considering Yang Xiong's current plans, both the Ontology Sect and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had the potential to become top-tier sects in the future, with limitless potential ahead.
After parting ways with Lin Gong, Yang Xiong walked alone through the small town.
The entire town felt unusually dark and cold, exuding a sinister aura that made Yang Xiong extremely uncomfortable. It was as if the atmosphere carried an overwhelming darkness.
There wasn't a trace of life in the surroundings. The town looked desolate, devoid of vitality, and the air carried an inescapable chill.
Ignoring all of this, Yang Xiong headed straight to the only tavern in the center of town. This was the only place in the entire town that showed a hint of life,or rather, the only place where people could be found.
The tavern looked nearly deserted. The air was stale, and although there were around ten tables, only seven or eight people were seated.
These individuals looked fierce and savage, dressed roughly and clearly not decent folk.
Yang Xiong casually chose a seat near the corner, appearing completely at ease.
"Waiter, give me a Bloody Mary."
The waiter looked puzzled. "Are you sure, sir? A Bloody Mary is quite expensive."
Yang Xiong tossed a pouch of money on the table and glanced at the waiter with a trace of killing intent in his eyes,like a wild beast.
The waiter dared not question him any further and quickly disappeared into the back.
Sure enough, the waiter soon returned with a glass of murky liquid. It had a crimson tint and carried a strong scent of blood.
Yang Xiong looked at the Bloody Mary with a hint of disgust. This was real human blood and a toxic substance,akin to opium on Blue Star. Prolonged use could lead to addiction and madness, turning ordinary people into emotionless monsters.
The surrounding patrons noticed Yang Xiong's expression and began to mock him.
"Kid, you don't even look like you've grown all your hair. This isn't a place for pampered young masters like you."
"Where'd this little fledgling come from? This place isn't for you. You'd better run home before it's too late."
Yang Xiong found their noise irritating, and a wave of murderous aura emanated from him,an intensity unthinkable for someone under 20.
Seeing that Yang Xiong didn't respond and just stared at the Bloody Mary in a daze, a burly man beside him suddenly shouted, "You vicious brat, you dare dream of entering the City of Slaughter? Let me send you to hell first!"
He quickly summoned his martial spirit,a four-ring Soul Sect with one white, two yellow, and one purple ring. His martial spirit was a wild ox.
But before he could get close, Yang Xiong suddenly moved, appearing instantly in front of him. Without hesitation, Yang Xiong grabbed the man's neck with one hand, ignoring his full resistance.
Even with soul skills activated, the man couldn't stop Yang Xiong's brute force. Yang Xiong crushed his throat and twisted, causing the man to collapse lifelessly on the floor.
The room fell silent. The once-mocking onlookers now stared in horror. The dead man's eyes were filled with disbelief and despair. A young man had just instantly killed him.
In the City of Slaughter, there was no room for mercy. Anyone seeking slaughter was already deemed damned,rejected by the world.
Yang Xiong struck with ruthless efficiency. Within moments, he had killed everyone in the tavern. Some had their necks broken, others suffered crushing blows that shattered their bones. No one survived.
The waiter trembled as he looked at the pile of corpses. Though he worked at the tavern, he had never seen someone as domineering and brutal as Yang Xiong.
Yang Xiong calmly said, "Now that everyone's dead, I should be qualified to enter the City of Slaughter, right?"
The waiter immediately replied, "Of course. You're the only one going this time, so the spot is yours."
Yang Xiong picked up the Bloody Mary from the table. In the City of Slaughter, this drink was valuable currency,it might come in handy later.
"Lead the way. I don't want to waste time."
The waiter swallowed hard, then led Yang Xiong deeper into the tavern.
They soon arrived at the bar. After some fiddling with a mechanism, a section of the wall behind the bar rotated, revealing a black tunnel.
Yang Xiong probed it with his spiritual sense, but it vanished into the void as soon as it entered. This was clearly a realm beyond understanding.
Without hesitation, Yang Xiong grabbed the waiter and threw him into the dark tunnel.
The waiter screamed, "What are you doing?! I don't want to go to the City of Slaughter!"
But once he entered the tunnel, all sound disappeared. No screams, no movement,nothing.
Yang Xiong then leapt into the tunnel himself.
Inside, darkness enveloped him. There was no light at all. He felt like he was falling endlessly, his body weightless.
Eventually, he landed on solid ground. Using his Purple Demon Eyes and spiritual power, he could barely make out a winding, downward-sloping path. The waiter had vanished.
After confirming no one else was around, Yang Xiong proceeded down the tunnel.
Several minutes later,after walking nearly a kilometer,he finally saw a faint light. The end of the passage was near.
Suddenly, a voice echoed from all directions: "Welcome to the City of Slaughter. This is the capital of hell, the world of carnage. Here, you can obtain everything you desire,wealth, beauty, power,all in exchange for your life."
Yang Xiong tried to sense where the voice came from but couldn't pinpoint it. It didn't seem to come from a person,perhaps it was tied to the surroundings.
With the Purple Demon Eyes, he could see an ancient gate ahead at the tunnel's end.
As he approached the gate, a woman's voice rang out, "Congratulations on arriving in the City of Slaughter. This will be your paradise… and your hell."
Stepping through the gate, Yang Xiong entered a vast world of darkness. Ahead was an ancient black city under a blood-red moon. The scene was hauntingly eerie.
The air felt thick with darkness, visibility extremely low,even with his spiritual power, Yang Xiong couldn't see more than 500 meters. It was as if he had stepped into eternal night.
A woman dressed in black stood before him. Clearly, she was the one who had spoken.
Behind her was a group of knights on black horses, clad in dark armor that concealed their faces.
She said, "Welcome to the City of Slaughter. I am your guide. You may ask me anything. For the next 24 hours, I will explain everything about this place. After that, you'll officially become one of us."
She handed him a token. "This is your identity in the City of Slaughter. You will no longer have a name. This token holds all your information."
Yang Xiong took it. The token bore a strange skull and the number 8868.
He stored the token and said, "Let's go. Take me inside,I'm getting excited."
The woman gave him a strange look. "Sir, don't you have any questions?"
Yang Xiong smiled. "Isn't the City of Slaughter known as the most lawless place in the world? I'm here to experience true carnage,a different kind of world."
Her mouth twitched slightly. She had welcomed countless newcomers, but never met anyone like Yang Xiong.
Most who came here were fugitives, criminals, or people cast out by society,those with nowhere else to go on the Douluo Continent.
After a year of brutal training under Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, Yang Xiong had greatly improved his physique and combat abilities. Even his personality had shifted,becoming sharper, more aggressive, and more murderous.
The woman continued, "Mr. 8868, let me explain the rules. The City of Slaughter's greatest rule is that there are no rules. You can do whatever you want here."
"Under the leadership of the mighty King of Slaughter, all soul skills are nullified. Everyone is equal. Even a Titled Douluo cannot use their soul abilities here. So you don't need to fear anyone."
Yang Xiong already knew that soul skills didn't work in the City of Slaughter. When he summoned his spirit, it turned silver,indicating his martial spirit could still be used.
However, all his soul rings turned gray, and their energy was completely cut off,even his soul bone skills were unusable.
But this suited him perfectly. His martial spirit was his body, and his greatest strength was regeneration. He was fundamentally different from other spirit masters.
Interestingly, while soul bone skills were restricted, the soul bones' passive properties remained usable.
For example, the Xuanming Armor and the Ice-Fire Dragon Claws,though their skills were sealed, their defensive and offensive attributes remained.
The 100,000-year Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone also continued to enhance his vitality and healing ability, even if its skills couldn't be activated.
Seeing Yang Xiong deep in thought, the woman added, "Mr. 8868, every newcomer receives 24 hours of protection. I'll stay with you during that time. However, if you provoke anyone, the protection is void."
Yang Xiong asked, "If I remember correctly, entering the City of Slaughter usually requires passing a trial. Weren't those knights the test?"
She smiled. "You're too kind. Your actions at the Slaughter Tavern were recorded. Your coldness and brutality were impressive. Even the Slaughter Knights found your killing intent terrifying. That's why you were exempted from the test."
Yang Xiong chuckled. "Looks like I underestimated the City of Slaughter. But I like this place.
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