Passing through that heavy, oppressive black iron gate felt like stepping into another world.
Inside the Killing City, the light was dim, the air was murky, and the air was filled with an ever-present stench of blood and an evil aura that could stir up the most primal and violent desires in people's hearts.
The streets were lined with simple stone houses, and fighting and killings were everywhere, with screams and laughter rising and falling.
There are no rules here; the only rules are strength and killing.
Here, soul skills cannot be used, and soul rings cannot be displayed. All soul masters are pulled back to their most primitive fighting state.
This would be a fatal weakening for most Soul Masters who rely on Soul Skills, but for Ling Ye, the impact would be relatively small.
His Holy Spirit Puni Martial Soul was of such high quality that although the effects of his skills were greatly suppressed by the rules here, preventing him from freely using Holy Light Protection or Divine Light as he could in the outside world, the physical qualities it bestowed upon him—far exceeding those of ordinary people, terrifying strength, speed, reflexes, and natural restraint over energy—still remained!
More importantly, his self-generated fourth soul skill, "Holiness," was surprisingly effective at dispelling negative status effects here!
It can greatly counteract the corrosive effect of the evil aura of the killing city on his mind, allowing him to remain calm at all times.
He quickly figured out the rules of survival here: Yellow Spring Dew was both currency and a poison to alleviate the urge to kill.
The fastest way to obtain Yellow Spring Dew and status is to participate in the Hell Slaughter Arena competition.
Hell's Killing Arena is a huge circular arena where countless bloody battles take place every day.
In a game with ten participants, only one person can survive.
Without any hesitation, Ling Ye immediately signed up for the next competition.
When he walked calmly into the blood-stained and mangled arena, dressed in clean robes, he was immediately met with sneers from the other nine contestants and frantic boos from the fallen in the stands.
"Another clueless pretty boy has shown up!"
"Tear him apart! I bet you'll win!"
"His blood must be very fresh!"
The starting bell rang!
Nine blood-stained Fallen Ones pounced on Ling Ye like hungry wolves, their poisoned weapons gleaming coldly.
Ling Ye's eyes instantly turned cold and focused.
He didn't use any soul skills, he simply moved, dodged, punched, and kicked!
His movements were so fast that only afterimages remained!
Faced with the terrifying physical prowess enhanced by the Holy Spirit Puni Martial Soul, these so-called desperados moved ridiculously slowly.
Bang!
Click!
Pfft!
Simple punches and kicks, yet they contain explosive power!
With each strike, an opponent is bound to have their bones shattered and be sent flying backward, or have their skull kicked open!
He didn't even use a weapon, because his fists were the hardest weapon!
What's most alarming is that a faint, shimmering white aura seems to flow naturally around him, purifying and dissipating the bloody and malevolent auras that try to approach him, leaving them with no effect whatsoever.
On the contrary, his attacks carried a hint of holy aura, giving them an extra damage bonus against these fallen ones!
The battle ended without any suspense.
In less than a minute, only Ling Ye was left standing on the field.
He was spotless, with nine twisted corpses at his feet.
The commotion in the stands abruptly ceased, and everyone stared in disbelief at the young man who appeared as calm as if he had simply taken a stroll.
Is this guy... a monster?! This is absolutely outrageous!
This strength is simply outrageous!
From then on, the hellish killing field gained a newcomer who inspired fear in everyone.
He never provoked anyone, but all his opponents died.
His fighting style is simple, efficient, and ruthless, without any unnecessary movements.
Those seemingly ordinary punches and kicks always manage to pinpoint the opponent's weakest point, delivering a fatal blow.
Even more terrifying is the faint aura of holiness emanating from him, which renders many fallen individuals, known for their bizarre, poisonous, and evil methods, helpless and greatly diminishes their strength.
They were horrified to discover that their methods had little effect on the young man!
Or rather, it's simply ineffective!
One game, ten games, fifty games...
Ling Ye's winning streak accumulated rapidly. He obtained a large amount of Yellow Spring Dew and also gained great fame.
People nicknamed him "the messenger of the holy light".
This nickname is full of irony. In this dark and bloody city of slaughter, there actually appears such a being that seems to represent light and purification, and is so powerful that it inspires despair.
His existence was like a blinding light shining into this eternal darkness, causing many fallen ones to feel extremely uncomfortable and fearful, yet they were helpless.
The intense life-or-death battles greatly honed Ling Ye's combat skills, and his control over his own power became increasingly refined and subtle.
At the same time, he also began to consciously absorb and condense the killing intent that permeated the battlefield, in preparation for condensing his domain in the future.
The 100th match.
Ling Ye was facing a combined attack from nine powerful individuals who had made a name for themselves in the City of Slaughter and had won over fifty matches.
The battle was exceptionally fierce, and the battlefield was almost entirely stained with blood.
The nine men worked together seamlessly and used ruthless methods, causing Ling Ye some trouble and even leaving him with several shallow wounds.
But in the end, Ling Ye still managed to defeat them one by one with his absolute strength and terrifyingly calm mind!
When he snapped the neck of his last opponent and stood amidst the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, the entire hellish killing field fell into deathly silence, followed by an even more frenzied roar!
"Messenger of Holy Light! Messenger of Holy Light! Messenger of Holy Light!"
Yum! This is a milestone achievement!
Ling Ye was slightly out of breath, feeling the surging power and increasingly concentrated killing intent within his body. His gaze calmly swept over the crazed faces in the stands.
Just then, he felt an incredibly powerful and evil intent sweep across the dark palace at the deepest part of the City of Slaughter, lingering on him for a brief moment.
That thought carried a hint of curiosity, a hint of scrutiny, and a hint of... barely perceptible apprehension?
Ling Ye felt a chill run down his spine: The King of Slaughter! Has he finally noticed him?
He knew that after achieving a hundred victories, he would be qualified to challenge the Hell Road and leave this place.
But at the same time, it also meant that he had truly come into the sights of the ruler of this region.
The road ahead is unlikely to be so peaceful.
Ling Ye walked out of the hellish killing field, ignoring the awe or fear in the eyes of those around him, and silently made plans in his mind.
It's time to prepare for the challenge of Hell Road.
But before leaving, perhaps we could go and meet the legendary King of Slaughter?
Let's see what he really thinks about himself as the "messenger of holy light".
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