Beneath the blood-red sky, as Lin Chen stepped into the territory of the City of Slaughter, a figure clad in heavy black armor and surrounded by a chilling killing intent blocked his way.
"Outsider, I am the Dread Knight. You have violated the rules of the City of Slaughter. You must defeat me before you are qualified to enter the city."
The knight's voice was as cold as iron, and the gaze peeking through the gaps in his armor was scrutinizing and murderous; he was clearly the gatekeeper here.
Lin Chen shrugged indifferently, his tone tinged with impatience: "Okay, hurry up, I'm in a rush."
Before he could finish speaking, he gave the other party no chance to react. With a clench of his right hand, Thor's Hammer instantly appeared, crackling with purple-gold lightning. Lin Chen's figure flashed, approaching like a ghost, and he swung the giant hammer down towards the terrifying knight!
"Bang--!"
With a dull thud, the terrifying knight didn't even have time to activate his soul skill before he was slammed into the ground by the domineering hammer, creating a deep crater and sending dust flying. He was completely powerless to resist.
Lin Chen, carrying Thor's hammer, walked straight towards the city gate without even turning his head, casually tossing out, "It's over. I'm leaving."
"etc!"
The slightly disheveled voice of the terrifying knight came from behind. Lin Chen paused, turned around, his eyes instantly becoming wary, and lightning flickered around him, in case the other party was playing tricks.
But the Dread Knight struggled to his feet from the pit. He didn't fight anymore, but simply tossed a black token over: "This is your identity token in the City of Slaughter. Only those who possess this token may move freely within the city."
Lin Chen reached out and caught the token, only then realizing that there was indeed such a rule. He looked down and saw a string of eye-catching numbers engraved on the token—8888.
"Hey, 'fa fa fa,' that's an auspicious number." Lin Chen chuckled, casually putting the token into his pocket. He ignored the terrified knight and stepped into the city gate of the Slaughter City.
As soon as they entered the city, a bewitching and alluring figure gracefully approached. The woman wore a scarlet long dress, her skin was as white as snow, her eyes and brows held a captivating and seductive charm, and she exuded a faint aura of allure.
She parted her lips slightly and said in a seductive voice, "New guest, I am the guide of the Killing City. In the next 24 hours, I will answer all your questions about the rules here."
Lin Chen initially wanted to wave his hand and say "no need," as no one understood the law of the jungle better than him. But then he changed his mind, stared at the alluring woman, and asked directly, "How can I meet the King of Slaughter?"
The woman was visibly startled, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. Ordinary newcomers entering this place would either ask how to survive or how to leave; no one would immediately want to meet the supreme being. She suppressed her smile and replied seriously, "Only by achieving a hundred consecutive victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena can one be qualified to meet the King of Slaughter."
"I know that," Lin Chen said calmly. "Is there any other way? I have something important to discuss with him alone."
The woman chuckled softly, her tone tinged with helplessness: "Then it all depends on the king's will. If he wishes to see you, he will appear; if he does not, no one can force him."
Lin Chen understood; it seemed he had no choice but to follow the rules for now. He waved his hand dismissively, saying, "Alright, I understand. You may leave."
Having said that, he ignored the woman and headed straight for the inner city of the Slaughter City. Along the way, there were dilapidated buildings and Soul Masters exuding murderous aura. Their gazes were filled with cold hostility, but the faint thunderous pressure emanating from Lin Chen made everyone afraid to approach him easily.
Before long, a magnificent yet bloody arena came into view—the Hell Slaughter Arena.
The stands were packed with a frenzied crowd, their shouts, curses, and cheers mingling together, the air thick with the stench of blood and the atmosphere of euphoria. In the center of the arena lay a muddy, blood-soaked ground, with dried, dark red bloodstains everywhere, testifying to the endless carnage that had taken place there.
Lin Chen walked straight to the registration area, left a message saying "Register for the duel," and then turned and stepped into the center of the killing field.
The moment he stood still, nine figures leaped out from the other side of the arena, each with fierce eyes and a violent aura, clearly ruthless characters who had been through countless battles. They surrounded Lin Chen, their soul weapons gleaming coldly, their killing intent undisguised.
Lin Chen glanced around, a cold smile playing on his lips, as purple-gold lightning subtly flowed between his fingertips.
"The killing spree has begun."
He spoke softly, his tone devoid of any fear, but rather tinged with anticipation, "Since a hundred-game winning streak is inevitable, let this slaughter be even more exhilarating!"
Lin Chen gripped the Thor's Hammer, and a lightning domain instantly spread around him. As purple lightning danced, his nine opponents trembled, all falling into paralysis and stiffness. With a flick of his wrist, the Zhuge Crossbow shot out swiftly, the poisoned bolts piercing their throats with pinpoint accuracy. In an instant, the nine corpses lay in pools of blood.
In one day, he won three matches in a row, each one a crushing and swift victory. The bloody killing field became his testing ground.
As the competition ended, Lin Chen searched for lodgings along the dimly lit streets. The streets of this killing city were perpetually stained with the stench of blood; passersby could easily draw their swords at each other. Betrayal and slaughter were commonplace here, making it a veritable gathering place of the world's darkest secrets. Lin Chen, however, remained calm. Light and darkness were inherently intertwined; having a place to contain all the shadows saved him a lot of trouble.
He found a relatively tidy wooden house, pushed open the door, and immediately began his secluded cultivation. But the tranquility lasted only a moment before chaotic footsteps and fierce curses came from outside the door—it was the villains who had watched the battle during the day. Seeing his extraordinary combat power, they wanted to attack him as a group and eliminate this threat first.
Lin Chen's eyes turned cold. Without even getting up, the Thunder Dragon King's horns on his head shone brightly.
"Nine Heavens Thunder Domain!"
A purple-gold lightning domain suddenly expanded, overlapping with his own Thunder God Domain. The violent lightning instantly swept outside the house, and screams of agony echoed everywhere. The group of attackers didn't even get close to the door of the wooden house before they were struck by lightning, their skin torn open, and they collapsed to the ground severely injured.
Lin Chen pushed open the door and stepped out, holding Thor's Hammer in one hand and Zhuge Crossbow in the other, expressionlessly cleaning up the mess. One hammer blow, one kill; one arrow, one life. In no time, all the attackers were dead.
"Now it's finally quiet." He wiped the blood off the hammer and closed the wooden door tightly again.
Immediately, he retrieved the corpses of the Second Elder and Seventh Elder of the Haotian Sect from his spatial soul tool, intending to completely destroy any traces of them. He carefully examined the two corpses again, but apart from the storage soul tool he had already removed, there were no other valuable treasures, which left him somewhat disappointed.
Lin Chen raised his right arm, a wisp of pale golden flame igniting at his fingertips, which landed precisely on the corpses. The flames burned fiercely, without a speck of dust on them, and in a short while, the two corpses turned to ashes and vanished with the wind.
After disposing of the body, he sat down cross-legged and opened two storage soul tools to inspect them. Inside were nothing but gold soul coins, ordinary clothes, and daily necessities, with nothing rare. He couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle. Just as he was about to throw away these odds and ends, an ancient thread-bound book suddenly slipped out of the Seventh Elder's storage soul tool.
Lin Chen picked it up casually. The pages were yellowed, and there were no words on the cover. He opened it and his pupils suddenly contracted—the pages were filled with densely packed diagrams of soul power circulation routes and formations, the Haotian Sect's secret technique, the Haotian Formation!
This formation, executed by multiple disciples of the Clear Sky Sect working together, can concentrate the power of the Clear Sky Hammer, combining offense and defense, and greatly increasing its power. It is one of the core combat techniques that enabled the Clear Sky Sect to establish itself on the Douluo Continent.
"I never expected that this old man would have such a treasure hidden on him." A look of surprise flashed in Lin Chen's eyes as he lightly stroked the pages of the book, a satisfied smile curving his lips.
Before this trip to the City of Slaughter had even officially begun, we unexpectedly obtained the Haotian Sect's most treasured formation, a truly delightful surprise.
Lin Chen ran his fingertips along the yellowed pages of the book, memorizing the diagrams and techniques of the Haotian Battle Formation. This formation required the combined efforts of five Haotian Sect disciples, using the Haotian Hammer as a catalyst and resonating their soul power to unleash a mountain-like pressure, integrating offense and defense with boundless power.
"With the five of us working together..." A glint of inspiration flashed in Lin Chen's eyes, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly. "I have a Blue Silver Clone. If I use the clone to take human form and wield the Thunder God's Hammer to form an array, I might be able to create a Thunder Battle Array that is unique to me!"
Unfortunately, the City of Slaughter seals away soul skills, so the Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul cannot be used, and the clone technique is naturally out of the question. He shrugged helplessly and could only suppress the thought for the time being: "Never mind, I'll try again when I get out."
In a flash, he remembered another purpose of his trip—to hone the Haotian Sect's unique skills through practical combat in the City of Slaughter. Yesterday, in his pursuit of a swift victory, he relied entirely on overwhelming force and had forgotten to refine his hammer techniques, which was truly a pity.
"I'll have to change my fighting strategy tomorrow." Lin Chen put away the array diagram and closed his eyes to rest.
To prevent a sneak attack, he quietly activated his Blue Silver Domain, his consciousness sinking into his mental space. He instructed Ah Yin, "Ah Yin, keep an eye out for any movement outside. Wake me up immediately if anyone gets close."
"Don't worry, I'm here." Ah Yin's gentle voice rang out, and the roots of the Blue Silver Domain, like a fine spider web, quietly covered the area around the wooden house, alerting it to any disturbance.
That night, the darkness of the killing city did not subside. Four or five groups of desperate criminals, coveting Lin Chen's "easy victory" the previous day, attempted to ambush him, but were all killed by the awakened Lin Chen. It wasn't until late at night that the surroundings finally quieted down, allowing him to take a short nap.
The next morning, Lin Chen was once again awakened by the assassination attempt outside his door, a trace of lingering weariness in his eyes. He washed his face with cold water, his spirits lifted, and stepped into the hellish killing field once more.
This time, there was no surge of lightning around him, and his domain was completely concealed. He simply held his hands together, and a simple and unadorned Thor's hammer appeared in his hands.
Facing a new batch of opponents, Lin Chen's eyes were calm as he stepped out of his battle position, adopting the starting stance of the Haotian Sect.
"May the Heavenly Guardian protect you!"
The hammer's shadow spun like a shield, and golden soul power condensed into a thick barrier, easily blocking the opponent's soul skill impact.
"Disorderly Cloak Hammer Technique!"
He spun around, swinging Thor's hammer faster and faster, the wind howling, the force layering up, sweeping across the entire arena like a hurricane.
"The Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian!"
With ease, he wields nine unique techniques: emptiness, sealing, penetration, piercing, entanglement, shock, breaking, stopping, and collapse. Each strike precisely targets the opponent's weakness, demonstrating exquisite hammer techniques and fierce power.
Without the domineering power of thunder or the assistance of soul skills, Lin Chen relied solely on his physical strength and the Haotian Hammer Technique to maneuver and move through the killing field, thoroughly integrating the skills he had learned into his bones through repeated life-and-death battles.
Using only the Haotian Hammer Technique to fight made Lin Chen's foundation more solid, but it also greatly slowed down his progress.
From initially dominating three matches a day with ease, to later needing two matches, one match, and eventually even having to wait several days between matches, it wasn't that he lacked combat strength. Rather, every time he stepped out of the killing field, hordes of desperate criminals would pounce on him like mad dogs.
Driven to madness by the bloody laws of the Killing City, these people, seeing that Lin Chen did not use his soul skills and seemed "easy to bully," swarmed him one after another, attempting to win by sheer numbers, seize his property, and take his life.
In the past, Lin Chen could have cleared the area instantly simply by unleashing his Thunder Domain. However, he deliberately suppressed his divine power, relying solely on his physical body and the Haotian Hammer Technique to fight.
Every group fight is a life-or-death ordeal.
He honed the exquisite skills of the Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian amidst the clash of swords and the life-or-death struggle, refining his combat intuition on the brink of death. Every strike was precise and ruthless, bringing the power and skill of his hammer technique to its fullest potential.
Injuries are inevitable.
His body was covered in knife wounds, sword marks, and fist imprints, his clothes soaked in blood. To avoid being caught off guard, Lin Chen always waited until his injuries were completely healed before stepping back into the killing field. In his spare time, he devoted himself to studying the evolved power of his domain.
This research led him to an astonishing discovery.
His Blue Silver Domain, nourished by five 500,000-year soul rings and the power of the Goddess of Life, had long since broken through its shackles and reached the supreme realm of Senluo Yongzhen!
As the domain expanded, countless illusory images of blue silver grass appeared, perfectly merging with his Soul-Devouring Spider Spear to transform into countless tiny devouring golden threads that spread throughout the domain.
"So that's how it is..." A sharp light flashed in Lin Chen's eyes, and a brand new way of fighting took shape in his mind.
Faced with the renewed surge of desperados, Lin Chen no longer adopted a passive defensive stance.
He steadied himself and whispered, "Blue Silver Domain—Senro Eijin!"
An invisible domain instantly spread out, a pale blue halo enveloped the surroundings, and countless imperceptible golden threads appeared in the air.
"Devour!"
The Soul-Devouring Spider Spear shot out from his palm, connecting with the golden threads of his domain. The next moment, a bizarre scene unfolded—the villains attacking him felt their soul power and life force rapidly draining away, flowing continuously into Lin Chen's body along those invisible golden threads!
Lin Chen's wounds were healing at a visible speed, and his depleted soul power was rapidly recovering.
"What kind of evil magic is this?!"
"He's draining our power!"
Terrified screams rose and fell.
Lin Chen ignored him, a cold smile playing on his lips. He frantically replenished his health and mana using the Devouring Golden Threads while simultaneously channeling his soul power to unleash the Haotian Nine Absolutes to their fullest extent.
Collapse, tremor, split, smash!
Each strike carried an unparalleled force, and with the aid of the Devouring Power, he seemed to possess inexhaustible physical and spiritual strength, growing stronger with each battle and completely activating an invincible mode where he could heal himself while fighting.
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