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

Ye Tianxing's trip to the City of Slaughter was successfully completed. He not only obtained the Sword Qi Domain, but also felt much more relaxed.

Ye Tianxing was located a hundred miles away from the Killing City, in a dense forest. The warm midday sun shone on him, and Ye Tianxing comfortably closed his eyes, enjoying the long-lost peace.

Meanwhile, Tang San, in the City of Slaughter, was having a killing spree.

On the arena of Hell's Killing Fields.

Tang San wielded his giant hammer, and with a single blow, no one survived.

Tang San withstood the combined attack of the nine Fallen Ones. He pressed forward, and from his perspective, the people standing in front of him were not Fallen Ones, but people walking around with the face of "Ye Ping'an".

"Ye Ping'an! Die!"

Tang San wielded the Clear Sky Hammer, striking one blow after another. After smashing the heads of nine Fallen Ones in succession, he suddenly knelt on the ground and burst into tears.

"Dad, I killed Ye Ping'an to avenge you!"

"Did your spirit in heaven see this?"

The many spectators looked at each other in bewilderment. Was this newcomer, "18888," some kind of lunatic?

The messenger of hell watched as "18888" displayed its fury towards Ye Ping'an, and its insane and inexplicable act of easily killing nine fallen beings.

The Hell Messenger sighed wearily: "I thought that after sending Ye Ping'an away, the City of Slaughter would finally have some peace and quiet. You know, it's not easy for a God of Slaughter to be born. The City of Slaughter is already full of talented people, and now we have another one, number 18888."

While the messengers of hell were filled with mixed emotions, the King of Slaughter was laughing heartily in his palace.

"Tang Chen, that Tang Hao's grandson, right? Now that I've heard that the grandson was killed by Ye Ping'an, I almost had my seal broken by you."

The King of Slaughter muttered to himself, then grinned coldly and said, "But I have to thank Ye Ping'an. If it weren't for what that No. 18888 said that provoked you, I would have been able to completely suppress you again."

The King of Slaughter opened his right palm, and a cluster of black flames appeared in his palm, reflecting Tang San and a blood-stained Clear Sky Hammer.

"After sending Ye Ping'an away, the new one is Tang Hao's son. Compared to your father back then, you are more pure."

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"The City of Slaughter will be your stage; succumb to it and become my most loyal servant."

The laughter of the King of Slaughter echoed in the empty palace. Just then, the enforcement team brought in blood offerings as usual.

Among them were the corpses of the Extinction Dragon Spear, Dai Xingyu, and others, as well as those killed by Tang San.

The corpses of the strong are of great benefit to the King of Slaughter, so do as much good as you can.

But today, the King of Slaughter frowned: "Why are two people missing?"

The King of Slaughter's daily food intake is fixed, but today two are missing.

The two law enforcement officers responsible for escorting the corpse trembled. The law enforcement officers, who were considered high and mighty by the Fallen and held the power of life and death, were like dust in front of the King of Slaughter.

"Would the great King of Slaughter really ask us to take the place of the two who were lost?"

These are the heartfelt words of two trembling law enforcement officers.

The King of Slaughter sneered, the black flames in his palm flickering. The loss of two powerful corpses was of little consequence to him, but in his eyes it was undoubtedly a slap in the face.

The flickering flames automatically tracked the source of the blood, eventually locking onto a deep, dark alley. The King of Slaughter narrowed his eyes, then widened them.

The scene revealed in the flames was beyond his expectations. A dark blue silver grass appeared in Tang San's right palm. Blue silver grass martial souls were not uncommon on the continent, but they were a rare find from the rotten continent.

"Tang San's Blue Silver Grass can actually absorb the blood and flesh of others to rapidly increase his soul power!"

The King of Slaughter was deeply shocked. Although its true form was the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King, after it took over Tang Chen's body, it also shared his memories.

In Tang Chen's memory, Blue Silver Grass did not absorb other people's blood to increase its soul power.

If such a person were to appear on the mainland, he would be struck by lightning and become the target of everyone's attacks.

There were many corpses piled up in front of Tang San, both men and women. Two of them were the ones Tang San had taken out after leaving the arena.

Unexpectedly, the King of Slaughter followed the source of the bloodline and discovered the current situation.

The flesh and blood of the corpses were rapidly absorbed and transformed into nutrients by the Dark Blue Silver Grass. At the same time, Tang San's soul power increased again after absorbing the corpses of powerful individuals.

Because they are in the City of Slaughter, Tang San's situation is exactly the same as Ye Tianxing's; he cannot use his soul power.

Therefore, all these powers were stored within Tang San's body, waiting to be released when he left the City of Slaughter.

"Not enough! Far from enough!"

Tang San murmured, his eyes gradually turning bloodshot: "Ye Ping'an left Douluo Continent and came to the City of Slaughter without anyone knowing, and took the title of God of Slaughter. I will definitely do the same."

"This place is a melting pot of all sorts of people, and powerful individuals are everywhere. I will take this opportunity to accumulate strength and strive to leave the City of Slaughter and break through to the Title Douluo level in one fell swoop!"

That's right, Tang San plans to slaughter the City of Slaughter, absorbing all the powerful figures there, in preparation for his future breakthrough.

The King of Slaughter remained silent for a long time, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.

It's easy to tell from Tang San's next actions that he's about to go on a killing spree again.

The City of Slaughter is now wide open, and many talented people are pouring in. There's still not enough for Tang San to kill.

"I am severely injured and desperately need blood food to heal my wounds. I've finally recovered halfway, and then this guy, number 18888, pops up and tries to steal my food! This is outrageous!"

Just as the King of Slaughter was about to stop Tang San's actions and kill him, he suddenly remembered that No. 18888 had a grudge against Ye Ping'an. If Ye Ping'an did not keep his promise in the future, No. 18888, who was growing rapidly by absorbing flesh and blood, might be able to cooperate with him in the future.

The situation on the mainland is turbulent; even a fool could see that major changes are about to occur.

If the King of Slaughter wants to expand his territory, he must take the initiative and get a share of the spoils.

"Fine, at least the Fallen Ones from the Killing City keep coming. As long as there are humans, I don't believe that some heinous criminals won't come knocking on our door."

Having finished his journey in the City of Slaughter, Ye Tianxing left the area riding on the Azure Dragon Sword and immediately headed to the Spirit Hall.

I've been away from home for a year and a half. I don't know how my wife and children are doing. I miss them very much.

Ye Tianxing recalled Tang San's Dark Blue Silver Grass and, thinking back, realized that it was fortunate that he had tricked Hu Liena back then, as Bibi Dong had ordered them to go to the far north.

"Going to the far north is like entering the City of Slaughter. When Hu Liena meets Tang San, there won't be any Tang Yin or Tang Jin."

(End of this chapter)