Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 322 The Seventh Trial of Asura: Return to the City of Slaughter

The City of Slaughter, Inner City.

The gloomy sky seemed to be forever shrouded in a layer of blood, and the air was filled with the smell of decay and blood.

On the dilapidated streets, mottled bloodstains and scattered bones can be seen everywhere.

Occasionally, a figure would rush past, their eyes filled with vigilance and madness.

Yu Xiaolie walked slowly down the street, his black robe fluttering in the wind, looking out of place with his surroundings.

His appearance attracted countless gazes, some greedy, some aweful, but most filled with deep fear.

Wherever he went, the previously noisy crowd instantly fell silent, and they all instinctively backed away.

"That's... His Majesty the Dragon God?"

Some of those who joined Killing City later recognized him immediately, their voices filled with disbelief.

"Why would he come to a place like this?"

The other person swallowed hard and subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Isn't he the hellish beast demon who slaughtered the city back then? Didn't he leave the City of Slaughter? Why is he back?"

Some of the older members recognized them, seemingly triggered by terrifying memories.

Everyone stepped back to make way, not daring to get any closer.

Just then, a slender figure went against the flow, walked out from the crowd, and knelt on one knee in front of Yu Xiaolie.

Hu Liena raised her head, her bewitching eyes filled with undisguised fervor and adoration: "Your Majesty, Dragon God, I never expected to meet you here."

Yu Xiaolie didn't even glance at her, walking straight past her as if she were nothing.

In the crowd, a figure wearing a cloak trembled slightly and lowered his head even further.

It was none other than Tang San.

At this moment, he dared not look up, or even breathe, for fear of attracting the man's attention.

But his fists were clenched tightly.

On the other side, in the office on the top floor of the Black Castle.

The King of Slaughter suddenly realized something and jumped up from his seat.

He felt a terrifying pressure approaching, and his face instantly turned pale.

Without even thinking, he immediately rushed out of the office.

He knocked the maids serving him to the ground.

……

Soon, the King of Slaughter arrived in the skies above the inner city.

His eyes were bloodshot, a chilling smile played on his lips, and his gaze was fixed on the muscular figure opposite him. His voice was hoarse and low, carrying a suppressed rage:

"God of Slaughter, you have already obtained the God of Slaughter Domain, what brings you back?"

He will never forget it.

Back then, Yu Xiaolie went on a killing spree in the City of Slaughter, depleting most of the city's reserves.

What's even more despicable is that Yu Xiaolie also killed ten Fiery Sun Serpents on the Road to Hell!

This made the King of Slaughter extremely dissatisfied with him.

However, opposite him, Yu Xiaolie stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes indifferent, as if he didn't want to say a word.

"I'll come back and cripple you."

Five simple words, yet they silenced the entire killing city.

The King of Slaughter's smile froze on his face, and his crimson pupils contracted slightly.

"Ah……"

The King of Slaughter suddenly chuckled, his laughter filled with madness—this was giving him a chance to vent his anger!

Without further ado, a cloud of blood mist erupted around the King of Slaughter.

Yu Xiaolie's soul power also surged.

At the same time, the Black Nether Dragon materialized behind him, and its nine spirit rings lit up in turn.

Especially the last three scarlet 100,000-year soul rings, their light was so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes.

The terrifying dragon's might pressed down as if it were a tangible force, causing the entire city of slaughter to tremble slightly.

Yu Xiaolie did not unleash the Asura Demon Sword, but instead looked for an opportunity to get close.

The seventh test requires defeating Tang Chen in his conscious state. He must find an opportunity to use the Bright Skull Soul Bone Technique to repel the parasitic Nine-Headed Blood Red Bat King.

"That, that's..."

"The Dragon God's True Spirit Body?!"

The crowd on the street looked up in terror, some even kneeling on the ground, trembling.

Several buildings close to the center of the battle could not withstand the pressure, and their walls began to crack, with gravel falling down in a flurry.

The King of Slaughter was not to be outdone. He unfurled a pair of enormous bat wings from behind, and crimson soul power swirled around him.

He suddenly swooped down, his sharp claws aimed straight for Yu Xiaolie's throat!

"boom--"

The shockwave from their first collision was like a hurricane, instantly leveling buildings within a hundred-meter radius.

Gravel and wood chips flew everywhere, and several Fallen Ones who couldn't dodge in time were crushed into mincemeat.

"Run!!" "Help!"

Screams rose and fell, and the crowd scattered like startled ants.

Hu Liena was hiding in a corner when suddenly a terrifying cracking sound came from above her.

She looked up and saw a thick beam crashing down on her head!
At the critical moment, a dark figure suddenly pounced and pushed her away.

The beam crashed heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Hu Liena, still shaken, looked at her savior.

It was a young man wearing a cloak, half his face hidden in shadow, only his gloomy eyes visible. — Tang San.

"Thanks……"

She was about to thank him when she saw that he had already turned and left, his back view exuding an inexplicable loneliness.

Hu Liena paused for a moment, but was quickly drawn to the aerial battle.

Her gaze followed the god-like figure, her eyes gleaming with fervent worship.

"Your Majesty, Dragon God..."

The battle between Yu Xiaolie and the King of Slaughter was not intense, but the battle between two level 99 beings was like a natural disaster.

The King of Slaughter never expected that when Yu Xiaolie returned, he was already a level 99 Limit Douluo. What he thought would be a quick battle turned out to be an evenly matched contest.

He awoke as if from a dream, looked around, and saw his painstakingly built killing capital being reduced to ruins in the battle between the two. His heart ached instantly.

This place can no longer be ravaged by Yu Xiaolie!

"Change somewhere!"

He suddenly rose high and flew out of the city.

Yu Xiaolie chased after him without hesitation.

Two figures swept across the blood-red sky, one after the other, and soon arrived at the plains outside the town.

This place is deserted, with only a few dilapidated stone houses scattered in the distance.

With no worries about the rear, the King of Slaughter unleashed a barrage of soul skills at the Black Nether Holy Dragon.

The Black Nether Dragon was naturally not at a disadvantage. Its soul rings flashed as it flew through the air at high speed while retaliating with its soul skills.

The aftershocks of their battle blasted trenches and craters into the plain, sending rocks flying and leaving it resembling ruins.

In the midst of the fierce battle, the King of Slaughter suddenly brandished the Asura Demon Sword: "Blood Prison Descends!"

The sky suddenly darkened, and countless blood-red chains stretched out from the void, wrapping around Yu Xiaolie.

Each chain was coated with a highly corrosive poison, so much so that even the air was scorched and hissed with white smoke.

Yu Xiaolie neither dodged nor avoided the chains binding him.

"Ha ha!"

The moment the King of Slaughter revealed a smug smile, Yu Xiaolie's eyes flashed with a sharp light!

Bright Skull Skill: Mind Judgment!
A beam of pure white light shot out from between Yu Xiaolie's eyebrows, striking the King of Slaughter's forehead precisely.

The King of Slaughter's body suddenly stiffened, and he clutched his hair, letting out a piercing scream: "Aaaaaah—"

In his mental world, a giant nine-headed bat king was writhing in agony.

This beast had been parasitizing Tang Chen's body for many years. Now, it was being burned by the power of light, and all nine of its heads emitted piercing screams at the same time.

"No...this is impossible..."

The nine-headed crimson bat king's consciousness was collapsing, "How could you... Ah!"

With a final scream, the Bat King's phantom vanished like a bubble.

King of Slaughter—No.

She should be called Tang Chen now.

His body fell from the sky and crashed heavily to the ground.

A moment later, Tang Chen's fingers twitched, and he woke up.

He struggled to sit up, his eyes gradually clearing from confusion.

As memories flooded back, the once-powerful Haotian Douluo turned deathly pale.

"I……"

He still remembered that he was participating in the eighth trial of the Asura God Trial: defeating the Nine-Headed Blood Red Bat King.

However, during the battle, due to a moment of carelessness, this evil creature took the opportunity to parasitize him.

As the memory becomes clearer.

Tang Chen recalled how many dirty things the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King had done with his body over the years.

Those depraved people he tortured to death, those girls he forced (or who consented)...

The fragments of memory made him feel nauseous; his body was filthy.

But what tormented him even more was the thought of Poseidon.

He left Poseidon Island in search of a divine position so that he could return and marry her in a dignified manner.

But now... not only did he fail to become a god, but he also turned into this inhuman, ghost-like creature, and he's been with so many young girls...

How could I possibly face her?

(End of this chapter)