Oscar gave Dugu Yan a thumbs up. "Well done."
Although Dugu Yan was only at level sixty-seven, the Evil Dragon King, under the special blessing of the Rakshasa statue, had spirit power comparable to a Titled Douluo. Even though Oscar had drained some of its life force, weakening it, Dugu Yan still managed to kill it, proving her true strength.
Although she used a spirit bone ability, was that not part of her strength in the first place?
In fact, when Oscar and Dugu Yan first entered the underground space, they sensed something was wrong, so they deliberately pretended to be enraged and charged at the Mad Blade King and his companions.
Most importantly, the seven fools only stood there watching without striking first, so the two of them launched a surprise attack at close range.
After all, the five clones Oscar created in the City of Slaughter had been waiting outside. Once Oscar sensed something wrong, he had them rush in, just in case.
Even though the Mad Blade King and his group had grown stronger, their spiritual power could not match Oscar's. Moreover, his clones perfectly inherited his martial spirit and spirit bones, allowing him to unleash spirit bone skills instantly and crush them.
As for why the Evil Dragon King was dealt with separately, the reason was simple. Other than giving Dugu Yan some practice, it was because his mouth was unbearably foul.
What seemed like a crisis was quietly resolved. Still, Oscar and Dugu Yan did not lower their guard, carefully examining the place.
Oscar had suspected this might be the inheritance site of the Rakshasa God. Seeing it for real still gave him a bit of a surprise.
But since the Rakshasa God already had a rightful inheritor, Oscar had no intention of interfering.
That inheritor was none other than Bibi Dong, the current Pope of Spirit Hall.
Normally, a god's inheritance would only go to one person. If Oscar and Dugu Yan came into contact with it, Bibi Dong might sense it. To be safe, Oscar decided to leave the Rakshasa God sealed here forever.
However, the secret chamber itself could remain. It was like a special cultivation cheat. Oscar and Dugu Yan could come here to train before leaving.
Through their external spirit bone's devouring ability, they could filter out the negative effects that would erode their minds, avoiding the Rakshasa statue's influence.
After confirming there was nothing else unusual, Dugu Yan dissolved the corpses of the Mad Blade King and his companions into slime. Then Oscar had his clones secretly carry in soil and rocks, intending to fill the underground chamber completely.
Still, Oscar did not destroy the Rakshasa statue, to avoid incurring the god's resentment.
After finishing all this, Oscar and Dugu Yan returned to their routine battles in the Hell Killing Field. They were already very close to one hundred victories.
...
In the God Realm.
The tall and imposing Asura God felt the changes in the City of Slaughter. His pupils trembled slightly, and after a long pause, the corners of his mouth lifted.
"Heh, interesting little one. I once agreed to let Rakshasa leave her inheritance in the City of Slaughter, but her methods were far too domineering. Now this boy intends to cut off her inheritance. This cause and effect is now set in stone."
The Asura God looked in the direction of the Rakshasa God's domain. He remembered that not long ago she had taken a liking to a girl who had entered the City of Slaughter. That girl might become Oscar's greatest obstacle in the future.
"Let us see how you perform. If you are strong enough, you can also help me deal with that little bat. I ignored it for many years, and now it dares to rebel."
...
Time flowed quickly. Another half year passed. Oscar had already reached one hundred victories in the Hell Killing Field, while Dugu Yan had reached ninety-nine. She needed just one more win to complete her hundred and qualify for the Hell Road.
Now it was Dugu Yan's turn to enter the arena for her one-hundredth battle.
In the stands, Oscar sat upright, watching her final match.
Because Oscar was there, no one dared to approach within tens of meters around him.
On the stage, Dugu Yan was surrounded by nine opponents: four Contra-level and five Spirit Sage-level spirit masters. These were well-known experts in the City of Slaughter.
For some reason, all nine had chosen to register for this match at the same time as Dugu Yan. Normally, this would never happen.
The name of the Poison Queen carried the same weight as the Asura War God. She was a harbinger of death. Everyone who faced either of them ended up dead without exception.
Dugu Yan stared coldly at her opponents. There were no referees here. The moment one stepped onto the stage, the life-and-death battle had already begun.
But none of the nine wanted to make the first move. Whoever struck first would likely be the first to die. The Poison Queen's reputation was not unfounded.
Facing nine spirit masters above level seventy, even Dugu Yan did not dare be careless. Her sharp gaze glimmered. Both hands were covered in green scales, and between the gaps of her razor-sharp claws, thin poison needles gleamed.
Though tiny, each needle could take a life instantly.
In addition, eight emerald-green spider spears stretched from her back, lifting her off the ground, the longest reaching three meters.
In her year within the City of Slaughter, constantly battling and absorbing spirit power, her Eight Spider Spears had evolved along with her strength. In just over a year, they had grown from a two-thousand-year level to more than twenty-thousand years, becoming a true weapon of slaughter.
At this moment, Dugu Yan was fully armed, a rose with deadly thorns.
Among the nine enemies, one Contra trembled violently, as though consumed by fear. Strangely, it was a Contra, not a weaker Spirit Sage.
Dugu Yan ignored him. Seeing that no one dared attack first, her jade-green hands flicked, and several poison needles shot out, aiming straight for five opponents' faces and hearts.
The poison was lethal only if it struck a vital point.
Though the defenders blocked them, their stance was disrupted.
In that instant, Dugu Yan's spider spears pushed her forward, closing in on two Spirit Sages. As she advanced, more poisoned needles flew from her hands, suppressing the others.
Without spirit skills to boost them, the needles could not instantly kill, but they were enough to keep her foes busy.
Her spears struck at tricky angles. Before the two Spirit Sages could react, they were torn apart.
Her assault never paused. While the spears pierced, more poisoned needles flashed from her hands toward two more Spirit Sages.
In the blink of an eye, four Spirit Sages had fallen to hell.
One Contra deflected her needles and tried to ambush her from behind. But her long emerald tail, sharpened into a deadly spike, pierced his chest, poison surging into his body.
This was a technique Dugu Yan had trained by observing Oscar's Evil God Hook, perfect for ambushing close-range enemies with a killing strike.
The battle was fierce, but her movements flowed like water. Her enemies fell one after another, while she remained unscathed.
Poisoned needles interrupted attacks. Venomous spider spears pierced flesh. Even if the wounds were not instantly fatal, once poison entered, their power would weaken until collapse was inevitable.
The title of Poison Queen was not empty,it was earned through endless death and poison.
Yet the trembling Contra was different. Despite his fearful display, his attacks never ceased. He always hid behind others to strike, and Dugu Yan had not yet managed to wound him.
He was the sly one.
When her spider spears pierced the last Contra,other than the trembling one,that very Contra's left leg flared with powerful spirit energy.
He had been waiting for this chance to strike a fatal blow.
Oscar was surprised. That surge was from a spirit bone.
In all their time fighting in the Hell Killing Field, this was the first enemy they had encountered with a spirit bone. Even the seven Mad Blade Kings had not possessed one. That showed just how rare they were.
Spirit bone skills were unaffected in the City of Slaughter.
Empowered by his spirit bone, the Contra's fear vanished. His body erupted with incredible speed, sword flashing toward Dugu Yan's waist.
But Dugu Yan had anticipated this. The arena was not large enough to conceal such movements. She had deliberately left an opening to lure him.
Poison needles struck his shoulder and right leg, though he blocked the rest. They were not fatal, but his attack faltered.
Dugu Yan raised her right arm. It transformed into a poisonous python's head, venom condensing into a sharp arrowhead.
"Right Arm Bone of the Venomous Python: Bone-Corroding Heart-Piercing Arrow."
She had only used this spirit bone skill once before, against the Evil Dragon King. This was its first appearance in the Hell Killing Field.
The Contra's pupils shrank. He had never imagined Dugu Yan possessed a spirit bone too. Death loomed over him.
Her spider spears blocked his sword. The poisonous arrow pierced his body.
He collapsed, his body hissing and dissolving into pus, leaving only a gleaming left leg bone.
Dugu Yan picked it up, stored it away, and claimed her hundredth victory.
On the arena stage, only she remained. Her eight spider spears folded back. She raised her hands high, her tail swaying, releasing her terrifying aura of slaughter without restraint.
One hundred battles. She had done it.
Through her own strength, she completed a hundred consecutive victories in the Hell Killing Field, reborn from blood and death.
The fallen shouted her name: Poison Queen.
The title was like the symbol of death itself. In this regard, her prestige matched that of the Asura War God, the last victor of a hundred battles.
Strength and killing aura were not always proportional, but no one in the City of Slaughter wished to face either of them.
"Congratulations, young Poison Queen." A sharp, low voice suddenly rang out from all directions.
At that instant, Dugu Yan's murderous aura was forcibly suppressed back into her body, leaving her pale.
The atmosphere surged to its peak as a blood-red figure descended from the sky.
"King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter…" The cries of the fallen grew hoarse, yet they did not stop.
Dugu Yan's heart trembled as she looked up at the scarlet figure.
A tall man wrapped in a massive blood-red cloak.
A pale face. Blood-red eyes like rubies. His body floated down as though gravity did not exist.
On the stands, Oscar's expression grew grim.
"The King of Slaughter, Tang Chen. No,he is Tang Chen under the Rakshasa's control, his mind clouded. But he is still a ninety-ninth level Peerless Douluo. Here, he is invincible."
Hovering ten meters above the ground, the King of Slaughter stopped, staring down at Dugu Yan. His sharp voice echoed again. "Welcome, Asura War God."
Oscar leapt from the stands without hesitation, landing at Dugu Yan's side.
Placing his hand on her back, he infused her with gentle soul power, then fed her a Super Recovery Sausage. Her complexion improved.
The King of Slaughter turned his gaze to the audience.
"I am glad to witness the birth of two Hell Arena champions today. It has been decades since a hundred victories were achieved, and now two young warriors have done it."
"With their strength and killing aura, they have made you tremble. Is that not so, my children?"
"Yes,yes,yes," The crowd roared in unison.
The King of Slaughter exuded a strange charm. To the fallen, he inspired a near-fanatical worship.
From him, Oscar caught a faint, sweet, intoxicating scent.
But for him and Dugu Yan, the influence was weak. Their bodies were already immune to poison.
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