Chapter 232: Tang San Awakens, The City of Slaughter
Ning Bei took out dozens of Ice Spirit Herbs from his soul tool and handed them to Xiao Xuehua, instructing:
"As the heir of the Ice God, I need to establish a force in the Extreme North. If any soul beasts manage to ascend the 100-level stairs in the future, give them these Ice Spirit Herbs as a reward."
"Yes, brother!"
After giving these instructions, Ning Bei had Bing Di summon the clan members to the Ice God Temple plaza.
"Xiao Xuehua, come!"
A flicker of confusion passed through Xiao Xuehua's eyes, but she obediently followed Ning Bei down the stairs to stand in front of the hundreds of Ice Blue Scorpions.
Ning Bei instructed Xiao Xuehua to stand among the scorpions and raised his hand, casting a pale blue light that enveloped them.
"Ice God's Blessing."
The gentle light bathed the first batch of Ice God's followers, making them feel at ease, and even healing many of their previous injuries.
"This Ice God Blessing will last for a year, and during this time, your cultivation speed will be quadrupled. Work hard."
Upon hearing Ning Bei's words, the Ice Blue Scorpions became excited, clearly overjoyed.
Bing Di spoke up at the right moment, explaining the secrets of the Ice God Temple's steps to the clan, while also instructing them to spread the word of the Ice God Temple across the Extreme North Snowfields, so that more soul beasts could hear the teachings of the Ice God.
All the Ice Blue Scorpions hurriedly agreed, knowing that with the benefits in hand, running a few errands was no big deal—especially when it was the command of their king.
After chatting with Xiao Xuehua and Xiao Bingbao for a while, Ning Bei decided to leave the Extreme North Snowfields. His next destination was Tiandou City.
As the largest city near the Extreme North with the highest human population, could there be a better place than Tiandou City to set up a human branch of the Ice God Temple?
Moreover, Tiandou City had the highest number of ice attribute soul masters, making it the perfect place to spread the faith of the Ice God.
After resting in Xueyue City for a while, Ning Bei rented a carriage and headed toward Tiandou City. Since there was no rush on the return trip, he decided not to fly.
Meanwhile, in the City of Slaughter, in a dim, eerie grand hall, Tang San slowly regained consciousness.
Opening his eyes and looking around at the bloodstained, murderous hall, Tang San immediately snapped out of his daze, his body tensing up as he assumed a defensive posture.
"Where is this? Wasn't I being hunted by a Title Douluo from the Soul Hall? Did I die? Is this hell?"
Just as Tang San forced himself to calm down and assess his situation, a hoarse, ancient voice came from the high platform of the hall.
"You're awake!"
Tang San shuddered. What kind of creature could produce such a voice? Just speaking sent an endless murderous intent?
He mechanically turned his head, locking eyes with a pair of crimson pupils.
The man sitting on the high throne had pale white hair, his face covered with terrifying black patterns. A pair of enormous bat wings drooped behind him. Just being stared at by him made Tang San feel a chill down his spine.
But, having undergone the Tang Sect's assassin training in his past life, he forced himself to stay calm and cupped his hands toward the man on the throne.
"Senior, may I ask where this is? How did I end up here?"
"Hmph, you ask where this is? This is hell for the virtuous, heaven for the butchers. You can call this place the City of Slaughter."
"City of Slaughter?"
Tang San furrowed his brows. From just the name, he could tell this was not a place for good people. The self-proclaimed virtuous Tang God King instinctively wanted to ask the man to let him go.
However, upon further reflection, since the man had gone through the trouble of bringing him here, how could he possibly let him go easily? It would be better not to provoke him.
"Senior, the reason you brought me here, is there something you need me to do?"
Upon hearing this, the crimson eyes of the man on the throne grew even more intense, and his face twisted with hatred.
"Hmph, the reason I brought you here is obvious."
Just as Tang San was about to question him further, the man shot a red light.
Tang San was slightly startled but had no time to react, and could only allow the red light to enter his forehead.
At that moment, a cold, emotionless voice echoed in his mind.
"Shura God's First Trial: Achieve a hundred victories in the Hell Slaughter Field."
"Shura God Trial?"
Tang San's eyes widened in disbelief, and he repeated the words. After a long pause, he looked at the man on the throne again, still confused.
"Senior..."
"In the City of Slaughter, there are no seniors or juniors, only those who kill and those who are killed. You can call me the King of Slaughter. As for other things, you don't need to ask, and I won't tell you."
"You will be guided in what you need to do," he said, waving his hand to summon a bloodstained woman, who then led Tang San away.
Tang San frowned but didn't dare to defy the King of Slaughter, who was clearly not someone to be trifled with. He followed the woman slowly out of the grand hall.
As he stepped outside, Tang San let out a sigh of relief. Although the murderous aura and the stench of blood were still strong outside, they were much better than inside the City of Slaughter's hall.
Tang San tentatively spoke to the woman, who was wearing a black veil:
"May I ask, what do I need to do next?"
"Hehe, you can call me Blood Rose. This is your identity token."
The woman answered without addressing his question and tossed a token toward Tang San, who fumbled a bit before catching it. Cautious, he activated his Xuan Yu Hand before touching the token.
"9528?"
"This is your proof in the City of Slaughter. The City of Slaughter is a paradise of sins, where there are no rules. What you need to do is survive."
"No rules?"
Tang San was slightly startled. Even in his past life in the Tang Sect assassin organization, there were many rules. Yet here, in the City of Slaughter, there were no rules.
"That's right. Here, no soul skills are allowed. You can only survive the Hell Slaughter Field once a year to continue living in the City of Slaughter."
"And the food here is free, though be careful, it may be poisoned!"
Tang San listened to the woman's explanation, his heart sinking with each word. He tried using his soul skills, but as she said, they wouldn't work. His heart dropped further.
After a long pause, he finally asked:
"How can I get out of this City of Slaughter?"
"Mr. 9528, to leave, you must win the Hell Slaughter Field and earn the right to challenge the Hell Road. Once you break through the Hell Road, you can leave."
"Of course, you could try to break out directly, but I advise against it."
"You should know that under the King of Slaughter's leadership, the law enforcement team in the City of Slaughter is allowed to use soul skills. The strongest among them is a Title Douluo."
Tang San nodded slightly, indicating that he understood. He also had no intention of trying to break out. After all, the Hell Slaughter Field mentioned by the woman matched the trial information he had just heard in his mind.
Although he didn't fully understand what a god was, anyone who could silently issue tasks in his mind must be extraordinarily powerful, stronger at least than any Title Douluo on the continent.
(END CHAPTER)
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