Douluo: A Yin, the weapon spirit, master of both bow and sword

At the edge of the dim earth, a blood-red full moon hung high, and a faint smell of blood permeated the air. Corpses hung on crosses on both sides of the road, their bloodstains dried and their bodies desiccated.

Ye Tianxing, bearing Ye Ping'an's face, followed the map given to him by Bibi Dong and arrived at the entrance to the City of Slaughter.

As expected, the two clashed due to Qian Daoliu's sudden arrival and his curiosity about the identity of the King of Slaughter.

The true form of the King of Slaughter is Tang Chen, a level 99 peerless Douluo, and Qian Daoliu is also level 99.

Qian Daoliu recognized the King of Slaughter's identity after only a short exchange.

Tang Chen! It's Tang Chen, there's no mistake!

The six-winged angel's divine attributes could have dispelled the bastard bats attached to Tang Chen, but Qian Daoliu did not do so.

He came to find out the identity of the King of Slaughter, and now that it has been confirmed, he slipped away.

The King of Slaughter was thus severely injured and had to lie low to recuperate.

Following the map, Ye Tianxing arrived at the dilapidated tavern.

Ye Tianxing looked up and down, comparing the image of the dilapidated tavern on the map with the image of the tavern, somewhat incredulous.

The dilapidated tavern in front of them disappeared, replaced by two knights dressed in black armor and wielding broadswords.

Behind the two knights was a tunnel leading underground, calling to Ye Tianxing, who sensed it.

Ye Tianxing joined the line behind a giant man wielding a broadsword and couldn't help but ask, "Brother, is this the road to the City of Slaughter?"

The burly man looked at him with disdain; a centipede-like scar ran down his face, making him look particularly terrifying and sinister.

Scarface?

"Where did this brat come from, still wet behind the ears? Is he still breastfeeding?"

The big man's words caused the other people queuing up for the Killing City to burst into laughter. Ye Tianxing frowned, feeling that the rules for entering the Killing City were different.

One of the black knights, wielding a broadsword, shouted angrily after killing one of them, "Quiet down! One by one. Only those who can withstand more than one round from me will be allowed to enter the City of Slaughter."

Because of the battle between Qian Daoliu and the King of Slaughter, the City of Slaughter suffered heavy losses, and therefore the previous tavern rules were abolished.

The system involves having the enforcement team inspect and verify the newcomers. Once they withstand a single blow from the enforcement team, they can join the Killing City family.

This method proved to be incredibly effective. More and more people joined the Killing City, replenishing the ranks with fresh blood. As more and more "blood" joined, the Killing King's injuries were restored to their peak condition.

After understanding the rules, Ye Tianxing immediately made up his mind.

He patted the burly man in front of him again, and the Seven Star Sword appeared in his hand.

The burly man looked displeased, his face contorted as he glared at Ye Ping'an, sharpening his broadsword with a menacing air.

"Kid! You're asking for it!"

Normally, only those who can't make a living or those who have committed heinous crimes come to the Killing City.

Ye Tianxing killed them without any psychological pressure.

He looked up and unleashed a dazzling sword light that illuminated the dim sky.

The burly man froze, then his eyes widened. He slit his throat, and the world spun around him. His head fell to the ground, his eyes still wide open.

Ye Tianxing's actions caught the attention of the two law enforcement officers in front of him. They frowned slightly, thinking that someone who had broken the rules would be taught a lesson later.

When they looked at them again, the dozen or so people who had been standing in a row waiting to enter the Killing City were now headless corpses, lying scattered on the ground with their heads rolling around.

The law enforcement officers were stunned, then enraged, and drew their broadswords to confront Ye Tianxing. "These people were fresh blood preparing to enter the Killing City, and you killed them all! Do you know the enormity of the trouble you've caused?!"

Faced with the harsh criticism from law enforcement officers, Ye Tianxing remained calm and said, "Fresh blood also needs to be used. These people are blocking my way, so I naturally have to get rid of them."

"Please inform them that Ye Ping'an, the leader of the Ye Clan, is visiting the City of Slaughter and plans to stay for a while."

The name "Ye Ping'an" was already widely known after the publicity surrounding the finals between the Ye Clan and the Spirit Hall.

Although the law enforcement officers are located in the killing capital, they are always aware of what is happening in the outside world.

Upon learning of Ye Ping'an, the leader of the Ye Clan, visiting them, they dared not be careless and immediately sent someone to report.

The dozen or so corpses that Ye Ping'an had killed had been dragged into the passageway, leaving trails of blood on the ground.

Ye Tianxing sat cross-legged, the Seven Star Sword lying across his knees. His gaze was fixed on the front. Before long, a woman wearing a black veil and black clothes led more than a dozen law enforcers slowly towards them.

The messengers of hell strode with alluring steps, flanked by the law enforcement ranks, majestic and solemn.

"The arrival of the Sect Master Ye is an honor for the City of Slaughter."

The messenger of hell approached Ye Tianxing, bowed slightly, and smiled.

"So you are the messenger of hell from the City of Slaughter?"

Ye Tianxing looked at the messenger of hell in front of him, and he was almost exactly as he had imagined.

"Sect Master Ye, you are joking. I am the Messenger of Hell. As you just said, you plan to stay in the City of Slaughter for a while. Due to some special reasons, the King of Slaughter of the City of Slaughter is unable to personally greet you, so he sent me to guide you."

The messenger of hell slightly turned his body and gestured forward.

"Welcome, Sect Master Ye, to the City of Slaughter!"

Ye Tianxing nodded and followed the messenger of hell into the tunnel leading to the underground.

Ye Tianxing stepped down the stairs. The ground was covered in blood, and the mud was slippery underfoot.

"I remember the selection process in the Killing City wasn't like this," Ye Tianxing asked knowingly.

The Hell Messenger chuckled, unconcerned: "Sect Leader Ye, if you're coming to our Slaughter City, you should know the rules of the Hell Slaughter Arena. Because several madmen have recently appeared, causing heavy losses to the Slaughter City, the Slaughter King lowered the threshold for the sake of the Slaughter City."

"Oh."

Ye Tianxing nodded.

Ye Tianxing was well aware of what had happened in the Killing City.

The King of Slaughter lowered the threshold for entering the City of Slaughter, but his real goal was obvious: he was seriously injured and needed something specific to treat him, which was related to the large number of people.

Ye Tianxing felt a chill run down his spine and dared not think any further.

In the castle at the heart of the killing city, atop the throne.

A middle-aged man with snow-white, lifeless skin and a few scales on his face slowly opened his mouth wide. In front of him was a pile of dead corpses.

Some came from hellish killing fields, while others came from the outside world, including Scarface.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth wide, and an astonishing suction force came from it. The corpse on the ground turned into blood and water, all of which entered his mouth.

"Not enough, not enough, far from enough."

(End of this chapter)