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

Ye Tianxing was moved. Looking at the corpse of the Extinction Dragon Spear, he sighed softly, "I will investigate your affairs."

Ye Tianxing personally covered the eyes of the Extinction Dragon Spear, then pulled the Seven Star Sword from the ground and ended Dai Xingyu's life with a single strike.

"Ye Ping'an, as long as I get out of here, I can promote you to a higher official rank and title..."

"Scratching".

Ye Tianxing had no desire to listen to Dai Xingyu's ramblings. The royal family was best at bewitching people and using conspiracies and tricks.

"..."

After a brief moment of silence, the hellish killing field erupted into chaos!
"Sect Master Ye!"

"The Ghost Swordsman is none other than the renowned Ye Ping'an! We are witnessing history today!"

"The youngest, and ninth, God of Slaughter in the history of the City of Slaughter has been born!"

The shouts rose and fell like waves crashing against the shore.

Ye Tianxing stood in the crowd, looking up at the figure that was gradually solidifying in mid-air.

Meanwhile, Tang San, who had been studying at the Clear Sky Sect for a year and a half, was wielding the Clear Sky Hammer when he killed the villains lining up to enter the City of Slaughter. The Dark Blue Silver Grass could no longer restrain itself and began to frantically absorb and drain their flesh and blood.

Tang San comfortably squinted his eyes, feeling the soul power flowing through his body like water, and his soul power successfully increased to level sixty-five.

"The Dark Blue Silver Grass was indeed created specifically for me. Not only can it rapidly increase my strength, but I also successfully completed the training of the Great Sumeru Hammer thanks to my outstanding talent. As long as I complete my training in the City of Slaughter, I can take revenge on Ye Ping'an."

Tang San was getting impatient because Ye Ping'an had killed Tang Hao, making the hatred between the two irreconcilable.

The hatred for killing my father is irreconcilable!

Tang San channeled his hatred into motivation, diligently cultivating during his year and a half at the Clear Sky Sect.

Within a hundred miles of the Clear Sky Sect's mountains, all wild spirit beasts were slaughtered by Tang San, leaving the Clear Sky Sect with no clear answer for nearly a year.

This forced the disciples of the Haotian Sect to conceal their identities and venture into the even more perilous Star Dou Great Forest.

After consuming the flesh and blood of everyone, Tang San slowly descended the steps leading to the City of Slaughter under the slightly trembling gazes of the enforcers.

Tang San clenched his fists. He had longed to visit the City of Slaughter for a long time. What lay before him was not a thrilling battle, but a plate full of bloody food.

Everyone who enters the City of Slaughter is guided by a messenger from Hell, and Tang San is no exception.

"Welcome to the City of Slaughter. From the moment you enter the city, you have officially become a member of the City of Slaughter."

The messenger of hell began his opening remarks as usual, then changed the subject and said with a smile, "You are the first guest to arrive in the City of Slaughter today. A new god of slaughter has been born in the city today, and you have just arrived."

"Oh!"

Tang San's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked, "Since its existence, the City of Slaughter has only produced eight Gods of Slaughter. So who is this ninth God of Slaughter?"

"His name is Ye Ping'an."

Tang San froze, his eyes fixed on the messenger of hell.

The messenger of hell felt her hair stand on end. She had entertained at least eight or ten thousand outsiders, but she had never seen anyone so brimming with overwhelming murderous aura and killing intent.

If Ye Ping'an was the fastest to integrate into the City of Slaughter, then the one in front of us was a born seed of the City of Slaughter, who accidentally drifted to the outside world and has finally returned home.

Tang San gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "I know the rules of the Slaughter City. Take me to see Ye Ping'an."

The Hell Messenger was unaware of the hatred between Ye Ping'an and Tang San, and said nothing, leading Tang San towards the Hell Slaughter Arena.

Hellish Slaughter Arena. The arrival of the King of Slaughter has made the atmosphere here more harmonious and exhilarating. He is the ruler of the Slaughter City and the god that the fallen yearn for in their hearts.

The King of Slaughter's cold eyes swept over the nine corpses lying on the arena, and he nodded almost imperceptibly. Clearly, he was very satisfied with Ye Ping'an's masterpiece, which had eliminated a powerful Fallen One for him. He truly deserved to be called the new generation's God of Slaughter.

"Congratulations on becoming a Ghost Swordsman, no, Sect Master Ye!"

The King of Slaughter laughed heartily, folded his pair of blood-red bat wings, and slowly descended from the sky to stand before Ye Ping'an, saying, "Sect Master Ye, I have heard so much about you, yet I have never seen you in person."

Ye Ping'an gave a forced smile. Hadn't they just met once before?
Last night, the King of Slaughter made a surprise visit in order to reach a cooperation agreement with Yemen.

If the City of Slaughter wants to grow stronger, it can only rely on a more powerful force.

The King of Slaughter had a long-term vision. He foresaw that the Douluo Continent would soon be in turmoil, and that more and more people would join the City of Slaughter. He had to prepare in advance.

Ye Tianxing nodded and met the eyes of the King of Slaughter. A smart person doesn't need to speak; with just a glance, the King of Slaughter understood.

"Sect Leader Ye, it's a pleasure to cooperate with you!"

The hoarse voice of the King of Slaughter reached Ye Ping'an's ears. The latter smiled and gestured, "Next time I come, I will finish you off as a reward."

Just then, the arena began to tremble, and a dark red light shone through the stone bricks, appearing beneath Ye Tianxing and the King of Slaughter.

"Sect Master Ye, the road to the outside world has been opened. As the ninth God of Slaughter in the City of Slaughter, the Hell Road is nothing to you. I hope you will remember our promise. Until we meet again."

"See you later."

Ye Tianxing nodded and was about to turn around and plunge into the Hell Road when a familiar yet pleasant voice came from behind him.

"Ye Ping'an! Don't go!"

Ye Tianxing turned his head and saw Tang San holding the Clear Sky Hammer. After killing the Fallen Ones who blocked his way, Tang San's eyes flashed with astonishing killing intent as he rapidly approached him.

Ye Tianxing, with one foot already on the Hell Road, turned around, waved his hand, and smiled, "Little rascal, you're late. I've already achieved a hundred victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena. We'll meet again sometime."

After saying that, under Tang San's gaze filled with murderous intent and despair, Ye Tianxing plunged into the Road to Hell and disappeared completely.

"Do not--"

Tang San roared to the sky, feeling extremely regretful for missing out on Ye Ping'an.

why?
Why couldn't I have come to the Killing City sooner?

Tang San's inexplicable actions caught the attention of the King of Slaughter.

"Do you have a grudge against Ye Ping'an?"

The King of Slaughter looked at Tang San, who was holding the Clear Sky Hammer and was so regretful that he was beating his chest and stamping his feet, and asked.

"The hatred for killing my father is irreconcilable!"

Tang San spoke each word clearly, his words spitting out through clenched teeth, cold and filled with killing intent.

"Who is your father?"

The King of Slaughter stared at the Haotian Hammer for a long time, the bloodlust in his eyes gradually receding, and a clear light appeared in them.

"My father is Tang Hao."

After Tang San answered the question, he clearly noticed that the King of Slaughter swayed, and a terrifying killing intent quickly dissipated and was then withdrawn by the King of Slaughter.

(End of this chapter)