"Spirit Hall! You forced me into this sunless place all those years ago. You probably never imagined I'd have a chance to return to the mainland, did you?"
Blood Spring's expression was icy.
He wasn't young, appearing to be in his thirties but actually in his fifties. The reason he didn't look old was purely because his Martial Spirit had devoured much life force, keeping his blood energy vigorous.
One could only say that for an Evil Spirit Master to have survived like this, he was quite a talent.
Blood Spring had learned of his Martial Spirit's ability three years after his awakening.
But he had great self-restraint, suppressing himself and always cultivating normally.
The innate Spirit Power of his Blood Spring Martial Spirit wasn't low to begin with—a full six levels—which filled him with hope for the future and made him less concerned with unorthodox methods.
Unfortunately, his personal restraint didn't mean the outside world would tolerate him.
For Martial Souls inherently leaning towards evil, the Spirit Hall kept records, with special classifications and extra surveillance.
After Blood Spring broke through level 40, the Spirit Hall conducted covert probes and 'accidentally' discovered his Martial Spirit was indeed an Evil Martial Spirit. They moved to suppress him. Even though Blood Spring resisted with all his might and managed to escape, he was only free for five years before being captured and sent to Slaughter City.
That he could escape for five years was also because he had hardly committed indiscriminate slaughter, his impact was minimal, and he didn't expose his whereabouts through it.
He had been lawful, yet was sent to a place like Slaughter City without distinction. How could Blood Spring not harbor hatred in his heart?
He hated from the very beginning. After struggling for survival in Slaughter City for over a decade, the immense killing and the pervasive evil aura here only intensified his hatred.
But what could he do?
The Spirit Hall was powerful, not something he could resist.
Besides, even if he wanted revenge, he had to endure until a hundred consecutive victories to have a chance.
Over a decade, avoiding the Hell Killing Arena as much as possible, Blood Spring had only achieved fifty victories, narrowly escaping death each time. He hardly dared to hope for a hundred.
Now it was different.
Blood Spring found his future brightening.
First, achieving a hundred victories to leave this damned place became simpler; fighting one against nine was no longer so difficult.
Second, freed from the threat of the blood toxin, he could devour others for cultivation without restraint.
And by rapidly accumulating cultivation through devouring, he might reach Titled Douluo level in a short time.
Once he became a Titled Douluo, the Spirit Hall wouldn't seem so fearsome anymore.
Blood Spring's face twisted with excitement.
He continuously studied his Martial Spirit.
The next moment, his expression suddenly shifted.
From his Martial Spirit, he sensed a special power. This power made him dazed for a moment, and then an understanding arose in his heart.
"This is a devouring technique."
Did his Martial Spirit come with such a technique inherently?
Continuing to digest the content, Blood Spring was stunned.
"It can even... sacrifice Spirit Masters to obtain Spirit Rings?"
He drew a sharp, cold breath.
Sensing his own Spirit Power, he was already at level 60.
That meant...
He had only participated in fifty Hell Killing Arena matches in over a decade in Slaughter City, showing his caution.
But caution often stemmed from insufficient strength.
With only Spirit King cultivation, in a place where only Martial Spirits and Spirit Power could be used, Spirit King was merely mid-tier, and on the lower end at that.
It was only by relying on his Martial Spirit's ability that he had managed to survive until now.
When escaping the Spirit Hall all those years ago, he went from level 41 to 50 in five years and hunted a ten-thousand-year Spirit Beast for his fifth Spirit Ring.
After entering here, in over a decade, he had only cultivated to level 57.
The reason was simple: there was no way to obtain Spirit Rings here. Reaching level 60 was meaningless.
Moreover, in Slaughter City, his devouring ability seemed suppressed. Blood was his medium for devouring life force, and any blood exposed to the air here would be contaminated, breeding blood toxin at an extremely fast rate. He couldn't devour others' life force to increase his cultivation at all; on the contrary, he usually had to expend Spirit Power to suppress the blood toxin.
"This time, I directly broke through to level 60, my Martial Spirit evolved, and I can even sacrifice Spirit Masters to condense Spirit Rings..."
Blood Spring laughed heartily.
This time, he finally couldn't hold back.
Even though dangers lurked everywhere, he laughed wildly and arrogantly, no longer fearing any potential threats.
"Spirit Rings! I want Spirit Rings!"
Blood Spring's eyes were bloodshot, his desire utterly unconcealed.
"Ten Spirit Masters for a hundred-year Spirit Ring, ten Spirit Elders for a thousand-year Spirit Ring, ten Spirit Kings for a ten-thousand-year Spirit Ring."
A cruel arc twisted Blood Spring's lips.
"If I could kill ten Spirit Emperors, I could get a twenty or thirty-thousand-year Spirit Ring."
Since he wanted revenge on the Spirit Hall, his own configuration couldn't be lacking.
"Even if I can't kill ten Titled Douluo at level 90, I can kill ten Spirit Douluo, or even twenty. At the very least, I can use Spirit Sages, or even Spirit Emperors, to fill the gap. Slaughter City has never lacked for expendable material."
Blood Spring grinned widely.
He was in no hurry to leave Slaughter City now.
Time passed.
Blood Spring rose rapidly.
The day after his Martial Spirit mutation, he initiated another Hell Killing Arena match. Then, 'severely wounded', he fought his way out of the encirclement, luring his pursuers to a remote corner before killing them all, gathering enough sacrificial material for his first attempt.
Thus, he obtained his sixth Spirit Ring, becoming the first Spirit Master in nine hundred years to obtain a Spirit Ring within the city itself.
This event even alarmed the Slaughter King.
Unfortunately, even when the Slaughter King's envoy came to investigate, Blood Spring merely informed him it was a Martial Spirit characteristic.
One year later.
Blood Spring broke through to level 70. After sacrificing over a hundred Spirit Emperors, he obtained a fifty-thousand-year Spirit Ring.
Another year later, Blood Spring broke through to level 80, shocking the entire Slaughter City. He sacrificed everyone in the outer city, including the law enforcers who came to sanction him for breaking the rules—among these enforcers were even three Spirit Douluo who could use Spirit Skills!
He obtained a ninety-thousand-year eighth Spirit Ring.
This time, the Slaughter King was furious, dispatching a Titled Douluo to sanction this madman who defiled Slaughter City's rules.
However, Blood Spring's momentum was already established. His Blood Lake directly submerged the outer city district, swallowing any law enforcer who entered. Countless blood slaves were even sent by him to hunt people in the inner city to satisfy his cultivation.
By the time the Slaughter King decided to act himself, Blood Spring had gone completely mad.
The upper limits of his Martial Spirit kept shattering his perceptions, and he descended into utter madness. Using a Titled Douluo blood slave, ten Spirit Douluo blood slaves, and over a hundred Spirit Sage blood slaves as nodes, he instantly detonated the Blood Lake. The black bloody water of the lake, carrying the blood toxin, flooded the entire Slaughter City, transforming the whole of Slaughter City into a new Blood Lake.
Instantly, the entire Slaughter City was sacrificed.
The immense life force devoured caused his Spirit Power, having just broken through level 80, to rapidly soar to level 90, swiftly condensing his ninth Spirit Ring.
This Spirit Ring would be a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Ring!
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