Chapter 273: Mastering the Shura Demon Sword
After communicating with Yang Wudi and Sword Douluo, the two of them planned to take a tour around the City of Slaughter to see what it looked like—the place that had caused so much fear and terror throughout the world.
Yang Xiong glanced at the Ghost Tiger Douluo, Black Snake Douluo, and the Black Veil Maiden standing nearby.
"What's your plan next?"
Earlier, during the battle between Yang Xiong and the King of Slaughter, Yang Wudi had kept the others occupied. Now that the King of Slaughter was defeated and even Tang Chen had left, without the King of Slaughter, these three people stood no chance against Yang Xiong's Slaughter Domain. The aura of the King of Slaughter that had once surrounded them was now worn away by Yang Xiong, and they could no longer use their soul skills.
At that moment, the three of them were like lambs to the slaughter before Yang Xiong, who had witnessed the defeat of the King of Slaughter by Yang Xiong's group.
Black Snake Douluo was the first to kneel and salute Yang Xiong. "Lord Slaughter God, it was my mistake. From now on, you are the new King of Slaughter, the true ruler of the City of Slaughter. I, Black Snake, vow to serve you until death."
The other two quickly followed suit, bowing deeply. "We salute the new King of Slaughter. From now on, we will serve you loyally."
Yang Xiong observed them for a moment, and they could feel the unease crawling over their skins.
After some time, Yang Xiong finally spoke.
"The City of Slaughter now belongs to me. I need some subordinates. For now, you three will temporarily manage the City of Slaughter and maintain order. If any of you make a mistake, I guarantee you will die a worse death than the fallen ones."
Although his tone was calm, there was a deadly killing intent in his words, enough to make even these three powerful individuals feel as if they were in hell.
The three immediately knelt on one knee. "We will never betray Lord Slaughter God."
Yang Xiong nodded, and three blood-red beams of light shot from his body, quickly entering the bodies of the three.
The three were overjoyed as their suppressed soul skills could now be used again.
After handling them, Yang Xiong sat alone in front of the Shura Demon Sword.
He was very clear about the dangers of the Shura Demon Sword.
Even just getting close to it, the sword emitted endless killing intent, which was incredibly pure and didn't carry the evil aura that permeated the City of Slaughter. Compared to the Sea God's Trident, the Shura Demon Sword seemed far more powerful, purer, and fiercer—like a giant beast with its mouth wide open.
Sitting in front of the sword, Yang Xiong summoned his martial soul and soul rings, and the two seemed to be in a subtle conflict.
His Shura martial soul couldn't approach the Shura Demon Sword, but the sword's killing intent couldn't truly expel Yang Xiong either.
It was like a tug-of-war between the two.
As Yang Xiong neared the Shura Demon Sword, a pure and cold aura began to merge with his body. The aura was incredibly frigid, yet intensely violent, almost like the true presence of a killing god.
Under the influence of this violent aura, Yang Xiong even felt his soul being affected. In that moment, he seemed to grow more ruthless and bloodthirsty, as if his sanity was gradually slipping away.
At this moment, within Yang Xiong's spiritual sea, he had already transformed into a golden giant, covered in strange demonic patterns.
But as the killing intent from the Shura Demon Sword seeped into his spiritual sea, everything turned blood red. A giant sword fell from the sky, as if it was going to cleave the entire spiritual sea, threatening to crush the golden giant.
The giant sword descended slowly, but with each inch it moved, the spiritual sea became more tainted by the killing intent. Eventually, the killing intent covered the entire spiritual sea, leaving only the golden giant standing tall, resisting the oncoming assault.
Yang Xiong's eyes turned bloodshot, and a trickle of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, showing he was at a disadvantage in his contest with the Shura Demon Sword.
Even though Yang Xiong's spiritual power was incredibly strong, and his physical strength formidable, the Shura Demon Sword was a supreme artifact far stronger than the Sea God's Trident. It was far beyond what a mere quasi-Title Douluo like him could contend with.
At this critical moment, a blue light radiated from Yang Xiong's head as the Blue Silver King's head soul bone appeared. He quickly activated the soul bone's skill, and his spiritual power surged, becoming unyielding and immortal.
In his spiritual sea, even though the Shura Demon Sword's killing intent continued to ravage, the golden giant was repeatedly shattered, only to rise again each time.
Yang Xiong maintained his clarity, fully aware of the danger he was in. The Shura Demon Sword was far more powerful than he had imagined, and it was not something a quasi-Title Douluo could handle.
He gritted his teeth, and at that moment, the Yin-Yang Meditation Method began to operate throughout his body. He seemed to transform into a giant Yin-Yang fish, especially in his mind, where the killing intent of the Shura Demon Sword had almost completely overwhelmed him.
But suddenly, the golden giant changed. Its body transformed into the massive Yin-Yang fish. Any killing intent that entered the fish began to be absorbed by it.
The Shura Demon Sword's immense killing intent seemed to destroy the world, but the Yin-Yang fish merged with the world and was impervious to the killing intent. The two forces collided endlessly.
Time passed, and as the killing intent slowly dissolved into the Yin-Yang fish, it eventually transformed back into a golden giant, firmly gripping the Shura Demon Sword.
At that moment, Yang Xiong's hands grasped the hilt of the Shura Demon Sword. His power, soul power, killing intent, and domain all reached their peak as the sword that had once been embedded in the ground was pulled inch by inch.
With a loud roar, Yang Xiong fully pulled the sword free. The entire City of Slaughter seemed to change, as if the heavens and earth had split apart by the sword's power.
Yang Xiong couldn't help but laugh maniacally. The Shura Demon Sword was now firmly in his grasp, and from this moment on, it would belong to him—no one would be able to take it from him.
At the same time, a voice echoed in his mind.
"Shura's Nine Trials, First Trial: Retrieve the Shura Demon Sword. Completion reward: Shura affinity +15%, total affinity +15%."
With the voice, Yang Xiong felt that the Shura Demon Sword in his hand no longer carried the same repulsive force it once had. It now felt like an ordinary treasure sword.
When Yang Xiong looked around again, Yang Wudi and Sword Douluo were already standing by his side, though he wasn't sure for how long. Both of them seemed to have finally relaxed.
From their expressions, it seemed that when Yang Xiong had first touched the Shura Demon Sword, his face had been pale and full of agony.
Yang Xiong quickly spoke, "Old Mountain Goat, how long did I take?"
Yang Wudi replied, "Your earlier appearance was terrifying. It looked like your body was about to collapse, but fortunately, you succeeded. You spent a full thirteen days on it."
Yang Xiong didn't care much about that. "Teacher, Old Mountain Goat, what do you think of the City of Slaughter now? How does it feel?"
Sword Douluo's expression grew serious. "The City of Slaughter is just as the legends say—it's the most dangerous and darkest place in the world. Even the strongest soul masters are filled with danger here."
"But for me, it's indeed a treasure, especially the Hell Slaughter Field. Fighting without soul skills there enhances my killing intent and sword energy."
Yang Wudi nodded. "The Hell Slaughter Field is indeed great. It's perfect for my Soul Breaking Spear, though that Bloody Mary drink is a bit disgusting."
Yang Xiong quickly responded, "Old Mountain Goat, you've studied poisons your whole life. Can you figure out what kind of poison Bloody Mary is? Is there a way to detoxify it?"
Yang Wudi's face showed a hint of bitterness. "That's a tough one. Although I've studied most poisons in the world, I've never encountered anything like Bloody Mary."
"Rather than calling it poison, it's more like an addictive drug. Anyone who consumes it won't die immediately, but they will become addicted. It gradually affects their soul power and mental energy, even altering their thoughts, turning them into beasts."
"After studying it, I found that the air in the City of Slaughter contains trace amounts of Bloody Mary. Even just breathing it in will slowly poison you, which is why the City of Slaughter isn't a place for the long term."
"Luckily, your luck isn't bad. With the Xiu Xiang Qi Luo immortal grade in your possession, you can dispel the Bloody Mary in the air."
Compared to Yang Wudi, Sword Douluo seemed more focused on the Shura Demon Sword in Yang Xiong's hand.
Without saying a word, Yang Xiong drove the sword into the ground, allowing Sword Douluo to examine it.
Over the next period, Yang Xiong roughly assessed the situation in the City of Slaughter and made necessary arrangements.
After so many years of experience, Yang Xiong was no longer a naive person. Those who could enter the City of Slaughter were generally not good-hearted individuals; most were criminals who had nowhere else to go.
Now that Yang Xiong was in charge of the entire City of Slaughter, he set the rules and decided to give those who showed good behavior a chance. Besides the legendary Slaughter Domain, he would offer them various benefits, even a chance to return to the soul master world.
The only thing Yang Xiong required was their absolute loyalty and adherence to his rules.
The City of Slaughter could be seen as a giant cage, but these people were incredibly strong, and the number of soul masters was large. In terms of overall strength, it could rival the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family from back in the day.
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