Coincidentally.
After Tang Chen was controlled by the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King, the God of Slaughter Domain evolved into the Slaughter Domain, which had the effect of prohibiting the use of soul skills.
So—
The reason the City of Slaughter forbids the use of soul skills is actually because it's covered by an enormous Slaughter Domain?
Earlier, Tang Lan visually estimated that the overall scale of the City of Slaughter was no smaller than Heaven Dou City.
Maintaining a Slaughter Domain of such massive scale for several thousand years without dispersing.
This—
The Asura God King is truly terrifying!
"I really don't like the aura here," Snow Empress frowned. "I'll go back first."
"Same," Ice Empress followed.
After Tang Lan nodded, they both drilled back into his spiritual world.
Tang Hao then gave a simple explanation.
"There are only two points you need to pay attention to."
"Inside the city, there are law enforcers. With the permission of the Slaughter King, they can freely use soul skills. The weakest among them are Soul Douluo, and their leader is even a Titled Douluo."
Tang Hao glanced at Tang San.
"Don't provoke them. Otherwise, your old man won't save you."
As for Tang Lan, he said nothing more.
Although soul skills are forbidden here, soul rings can still be released.
So Ring Explosion can still be used.
Tang Lan already has a million-year soul ring, plus one of seven hundred thousand years and one of four hundred thousand years.
If those were exploded…
Tang Hao wasn't even sure whether his own all-out hammer strike would be stronger than Tang Lan's.
He continued introducing—
"Besides that, there's the distinction between the outer city and the inner city."
"In the outer city of Slaughter City, all fighting is forbidden. Violators will be executed on the spot by the city's law enforcers."
"In the inner city, people can slaughter freely. Here, even biological brothers cannot be absolutely trusted."
Tang Hao glanced at Tang San again.
This made Tang San feel very strange.
"Dad, why are you looking at me like that?"
"I definitely trust my big brother completely!"
Tang Hao sneered.
He was reminding Tang Lan that he couldn't trust you, you little brat!
Believing Tang Lan could understand, Tang Hao didn't waste more words.
"Let's go. Aren't you in a hurry? Head straight to the Hell Slaughter Arena."
Tang Lan nodded happily—exactly what he wanted.
Tang Hao and the Dark Devilgod Tiger made no attempt to hide themselves as they walked down the main street.
People along the way all avoided them, not daring to even take an extra look.
It was truly imposing.
"Looks like in these ten months, Dad killed quite a few people," Tang Lan teased. "Look at them—each one's about to wet their pants."
"Wasn't it all to feed your soul spirit?" Tang Hao said irritably. "The Slaughter King has come looking for me several times already. If you hadn't come soon, I would've left."
Tang Lan shrugged.
This Slaughter King was quite stingy.
He just didn't know—
If Tang Lan were the one going on a killing spree, how would the Slaughter King react?
He was rather looking forward to it.
At this moment—
Tang San moved closer and said—
"Brother, that Yellow Spring Dew has problems. It can confuse a person's mind and make internal energy mixed and impure. Even though you're immune to poison, it's still better to drink less of it."
Tang Lan nodded in agreement.
The raw material of Yellow Spring Dew is human blood, but its source is the blood-red river of Slaughter City.
There's a kind of chronic poison in it that can control people's hearts.
It's specially produced by the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King parasitizing Tang Chen, using its own abilities to control the City of Slaughter.
There's no way it could be something good.
'However, Yellow Spring Dew can be absorbed by the Evil Eye.'
'I wonder if the Evil Eye can devour that Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King?'
'If it can, that would save a lot of trouble.'
While thinking—
The three people and one tiger arrived at the Hell Slaughter Arena.
With Tang Hao, a God of Slaughter, present—
The guards at the entrance didn't even dare ask for the "admission ticket," directly stepping aside to let them pass.
Once inside—
A scorching wave of noisy heat rushed toward them. A crowd of people in all kinds of attire were cheering wildly.
"Kill him!"
"Aim for the vital points!"
"One strike to the throat—beautiful!"
"What a pretty little girl, what a pity."
The layout resembled an ancient Roman coliseum. Below, the gladiatorial arena was in the midst of a chaotic melee—every move aimed at vital points, fighting with lives on the line!
It made Tang San's heart pound in shock!
"This is the Hell Slaughter Arena," Tang Hao explained. "Each match is a ten-person free-for-all. In the end, only one can survive as the winner."
"To obtain the God of Slaughter title, I need one hundred consecutive victories."
"That means killing nine hundred people."
Tang Lan already knew the rules and showed no particular reaction.
Tang San, however, felt his eyelids twitch!
So bloody?
Looking down again—
The remaining two were both seven-ring Soul Saints.
Even with soul skills sealed—
When Tang San thought about going up there himself as a four-ring Soul Ancestor, he still felt immense pressure!
This—
How was he supposed to fight?
Not to mention that he only had a little over a month left before returning to Seagod Island to complete the Trial of Seagod's Light.
Otherwise—
"Bang—"
His head would burst.
"Brother!" Tang San said anxiously. "With just over a month, one hundred consecutive victories— is that really possible?"
Tang Lan smiled.
"You got one thing wrong, Little San."
Just as the battle below ended, with a Beast Martial Soul Soul Saint killing his opponent at the cost of severe injuries—
Tang Lan stepped onto an ice sword and flew down.
Without even turning his head, he said—
"The time I set for myself is a ten-day speedrun."
He landed directly inside the Hell Slaughter Arena, not wearing any mask, revealing his youthful yet handsome face.
Then, with a wave of his hand—
A full ten soul bones emitting ten-thousand-year auras floated around him.
Facing the surrounding crowd, his provocative intent was unmistakable.
Though he didn't speak—
Everyone understood his meaning.
—Little爷 has ten ten-thousand-year soul bones here. Whoever can kill me gets them all.
Among the desperate criminals present, who had entered willingly?
They were all forced here, with no other way out.
Simply put—this was a bunch of country bumpkins.
When had they ever seen a spectacle like this?
Immediately, nine greedy individuals jumped straight into the Hell Slaughter Arena.
Those who were a step slower all beat their chests and sighed in regret.
Such a heaven-defying opportunity—how could they have been too slow?
They then sat down to watch the show.
Ten soul bones in total, yet only one final winner.
Whether or not he absorbed them on the spot, he would eventually have to leave the Hell Slaughter Arena, right?
And outside was the inner city, where one could act freely!
Who these soul bones would ultimately fall to was still very uncertain.
The staff member in charge of hosting was also very straightforward.
He directly announced, "The slaughter begins!"
As soon as his voice fell—
The nine people inside the arena did not rush toward Tang Lan. Instead, they began fighting each other nearby.
—Once the Hell Slaughter Arena opens, only one of the ten can live.
And even if you grab the soul bones, you can't absorb them immediately to convert them into combat power.
Killing strong opponents first was the correct approach.
For a time—
Tang Lan, this "little kid," was instead completely ignored.
He was more than happy with that.
Standing to the side, watching the tigers fight from the mountain, experiencing the brutality of slaughter at close range.
He wanted to conduct a test.
To see whether deaths caused by others could also be absorbed by the Evil Eye as death energy.
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