Dugu Feng knew in his heart that only by initiating the Asura God Trial could his Asura Domain undergo a qualitative transformation.
Merely obtaining the Asura Demon Sword and starting the God Trial was not enough to satisfy Dugu Feng.
Only by making use of Tang Chen and then seizing all the results of Tang Chen's God Trial would his long-term planning be worthwhile.
King of Slaughter, you should be feeling something different now, shouldn't you?
Within the Blood Pool, the King of Slaughter, clad in a crimson robe with a high-collared cloak, drifted like a bat above the pool, probing the changes within.
"Not good! The slow-acting poison has turned into a potent toxin!"
The King of Slaughter was shocked.
The slow-acting poison in the Bloody Mary was a type of mental stimulant toxin that could gradually alter the mental state and blood of the fallen inhabitants of Slaughter City.
But now, the blood in the Blood Pool gave him a burning sensation.
Previously, the Blood Pool was like an ocean of magma, with extremely high temperatures, but this intense heat had no effect on the King of Slaughter.
The current burning sensation was not caused by temperature but by poison.
Gradually, the burning sensation grew stronger, making the King of Slaughter feel as if the blood within his body was evaporating.
"Damn it!"
He shouldn't have been so careless, coming directly into the Blood Pool to investigate. This allowed the potent toxin in the pool to enter his body through his breath and Soul Power fluctuations.
He should have stayed in the City Lord's Mansion and first used his spiritual power to probe.
The King of Slaughter deeply regretted his actions.
"Damn it! Clear Sky Sect, Spirit Hall, you all deserve to die! You actually want to destroy Slaughter City, you want to destroy the great Crimson Long River!"
The King of Slaughter's voice was filled with sharpness, exuding endless coldness and malevolence.
The crimson cloak behind him fluttered once more, and his entire body transformed into a vortex, disappearing in an instant.
When he reappeared, he was already back inside the City Lord's Mansion. Instantly, a red measuring cup appeared in his hand, and he began drinking the blood within it in large gulps.
He wanted to use fresh blood to suppress the toxin in his body.
But the effect was the opposite, only adding fuel to the fire.
The burning sensation erupted once again, and the King of Slaughter completely transformed into a blood-soaked figure, his entire body stained with crimson patterns.
He felt that if this continued, his entire body would explode.
Seeing this, Dugu Feng immediately grew tense and asked with concern, "Lord King of Slaughter, what's wrong with you? Could it be that even though I rushed here without stopping, I was still too late?"
The King of Slaughter's face twisted in agony. "The toxin in the Blood Pool has turned into a deadly poison! Even my blood has been infected by the toxin. I'm about to lose control of my body!"
He had never imagined that the blood he relied on as his energy core could become a death sentence.
At that moment, a sword-shaped demon mark appeared on the King of Slaughter's forehead. The sword-shaped mark flickered and pulsed incessantly, as if it could break out of his body at any moment.
"Ah! You dare not come out!"
The King of Slaughter roared, his entire body glowing with a bloody light that concentrated on his forehead. The sword-shaped demon mark was gradually forced back inside.
Dugu Feng revealed a look of horror. "Lord King of Slaughter, what is that? The sharpness unleashed by that sword-shaped demon mark makes me feel as if I'm facing Bibi Dong's Rakshasa Demon Scythe—it carries a noble, sacred aura, yet also a pure intent to kill!"
The Asura Demon Sword flashed and vanished, but it still exposed the oppressive might of a divine tool.
Dugu Feng's horror was not feigned. The power unleashed by the Asura Demon Sword in that instant made him feel a threat to his life.
This was a divine tool among divine tools, a super divine artifact, undoubtedly far more powerful than the Rakshasa Demon Scythe.
The King of Slaughter did not answer immediately. He used all his strength to suppress Tang Chen, then temporarily maintained his rationality.
Only then did he turn his gaze to Dugu Feng. He had no mind to enlighten Dugu Feng; instead, he inquired about the antidote: "You must have the antidote for the Blood-Colored Swan's Kiss, right? Your Dugu Family is most skilled in using poison, so detoxification must be your forte!"
Dugu Feng had no intention of detoxifying him. He said solemnly, "The reason Immortal Herbs are called Immortal Herbs is precisely because they possess miraculous abilities beyond ordinary comprehension. The Blood-Colored Swan's Kiss is incurable!!"
The King of Slaughter's eyes turned icy, and he directly strode out.
Exiting the City Lord's Mansion, the King of Slaughter instantly hovered in mid-air above the Hell Slaughter Arena.
Tall and imposing, his entire body was wrapped in a crimson cloak. His appearance immediately drew the attention of all the fallen beings below.
The entire Hell Slaughter Arena erupted.
"King of Slaughter!"
"King of Slaughter!"
"King of Slaughter! The great king!"
Frenzied shouts rang out.
Influenced by the mental poison, the King of Slaughter was their most worshipped idol.
"Today is the day for your offering!"
Thick red mist drifted from the King of Slaughter's body, descending from the sky and spreading across the entire arena in the blink of an eye.
Below, these shouting subjects grew even more frenzied.
They continued to shout, their eyes turning vacant, yet they still cried out.
Then, the blood of these people began to boil, and they started attacking each other.
They used the cruelest techniques, desperate to kill everyone around them.
The Hell Slaughter Arena soon turned into a river of blood.
The King of Slaughter raised both hands, and all this blood transformed into crimson threads, which he sucked into his mouth.
"Huff... huff..."
A comfortable panting sound was heard. The King of Slaughter felt much more at ease.
But this relief lasted only a few seconds before the toxin within him erupted again, several times more intensely.
This blood carried the most primal vitality. After being assimilated by the Overlord Venom, the power it unleashed was incomparably potent.
"Ah..."
The King of Slaughter's entire body oozed blood, teetering on the brink of death at any moment.
"Poison Demon King, I don't believe it. I don't believe there's no cure for the Blood-Colored Swan's Kiss. You must have a way, right?
If my poison cannot be cured, everyone in Slaughter City will die today, including you!"
As he spoke, his eyes fixed intently on Dugu Feng. If Dugu Feng's answer did not satisfy him, he would immediately make Dugu Feng join him in death.
Seeing the King of Slaughter step into the trap one step at a time, Dugu Feng was inwardly delighted, but he still feigned innocence on his face and said calmly, "Lord King of Slaughter, I am a Guest Minister of Slaughter City, not your subordinate.
Moreover, the sword-shaped demon mark that appeared on your forehead earlier contained power even greater than the Rakshasa Demon Scythe. That must be the power of a God."
The Blood-Colored Swan's Kiss is an Immortal Herb, but it is certainly no match for a God. With that Sword-shaped Demon Mark, you can definitely handle the Blood-Colored Swan's Kiss.
You possess a Divine Tool yourself, yet you come to me asking for an antidote—isn't that the biggest joke in the world!"
Dugu Feng's tone was cold, and a murderous aura emanated from his body as his presence continuously intensified.
His unyielding stance left the King of Slaughter stunned.
Only then did he realize that Dugu Feng possessed the Slaughter God Domain and could still use Soul Skills even here.
He could not command Dugu Feng at will.
Yet, Dugu Feng's words left him speechless.
That Asura Demon Sword was not his—it belonged to his enemy.
He simply could not use it.
(End of Chapter)