Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 347 The Supreme Ruler of the Slaughter City, Casually Slaying the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King
Yu Xiaolie rode the Black Nether Holy Dragon, and the ground beneath his feet retreated rapidly.

Upon landing in Kill Town.

With a thought, the Black Nether Dragon vanished.

At the same time, Yu Xiaolie deliberately concealed his aura, and no one even noticed.

He had entered the secret passages of the City of Slaughter. As he passed through the endless passages, he paused and landed steadily at the entrance of the City of Slaughter.

"boom--"

Almost simultaneously, the black-armored knights guarding the entrance knelt down on one knee in unison, the clanging of their metal armor filling the air.

The leading knight commander pressed his forehead to the ground, his voice trembling slightly with excitement: "Welcome, Your Majesty the Dragon God!"

Yu Xiaolie glanced at it indifferently and did not respond.

The knights' reaction was exactly what he expected.

At this time, Yu Xiaolie was not only the Dragon God Douluo who was famous throughout the continent, but also the one who had defeated the previous King of Slaughter and forced him to abdicate in the City of Slaughter.

In a place like the Killing City, where the King of Slaughter is revered, his reputation already stands on a higher level.

"Deng deng deng-"

The sound of hurried footsteps came from inside the city gate.

A middle-aged man wearing a scarlet cloak rushed over, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat, clearly having run all the way here after receiving the news.

"Your Majesty the Dragon God has graced us with your presence; we have failed to greet you properly!"

The newly crowned King of Slaughter bowed deeply, his posture extremely humble. "May I ask what Your Majesty's orders are for?"

Yu Xiaolie looked at him calmly and said indifferently, "Open the gates of Hell."

Those five simple words caused the King of Slaughter's pupils to shrink sharply.

Each time the gates of Hell are opened, a group of fallen beings must be sacrificed.

"Yes! I'll arrange it right away!"

But the newly crowned King of Slaughter dared not hesitate for a moment. He immediately turned around and roared at the guards behind him, "Pass down the order to summon a group of Fallen Ones to assemble in the central square immediately!"

……

A quarter of an hour later.

The central square of the Killing City was packed with people, thousands of fallen ones were forcibly gathered there.

Some of them were filled with fanaticism, some had numb eyes, and many more were filled with deep fear.

"let's start."

Yu Xiaolie stood with his hands behind his back, his voice indifferent.

The King of Slaughter gritted his teeth and raised his scepter: "For the glory of His Majesty the Dragon God, offer your blood!"

"Pfft-"

"what!"

In an instant, the sound of sharp blades piercing flesh echoed across the square.

The fallen ones did not hesitate to cut their own wrists, letting the blood gush out.

The scarlet liquid flowed along the strange patterns on the ground, gradually gathering into a huge blood-red totem.

The air was thick with the nauseating smell of rust.

But Yu Xiaolie didn't even frown; he just watched the scene quietly.

"Rumble..."

As the blood was injected, the ground began to shake violently.

The totem in the center of the square suddenly sank, revealing a blood-red vortex more than ten meters in diameter. A winding downward passage could be vaguely seen deep within the vortex, which was the entrance to the Road to Hell.

"Your Majesty, Dragon God, the gate has been opened," the King of Slaughter said respectfully.

Yu Xiaolie nodded, took a step forward, and his figure instantly disappeared into the vortex.

……

Inside the Hell Road, the scorching tunnel still seemed endless.

There is no change here at all compared to before.

The rock walls on both sides were still densely covered with dark red bats, but they seemed to sense some terrifying aura and all huddled together, not daring to make a sound.

"squeak……"

Suddenly, a sharp screech came from ahead.

A gigantic, dark gold, three-headed bat king hung upside down from the cave ceiling, its six scarlet eyes fixed on Yu Xiaolie.

If an ordinary soul master encountered this ten-thousand-year-old soul beast, they would probably have been scared out of their wits long ago.

But at this moment, the bat king was trembling, its three heads shrinking back in unison, its wings tightly wrapped around its body, looking just like a frightened quail.

Yu Xiaolie didn't even glance at it before flashing past.

The Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King, as if granted a pardon, darted back into the shadows of the cave ceiling with a "whoosh," never daring to show its face again.

As they went deeper, the smell of blood in the air grew stronger.

Yu Xiaolie suddenly stopped in his tracks.

A furious shriek suddenly rang out not far ahead!

"Hiss-"

The sound waves swept in as if they were real, shaking the entire cave.

Rock fragments fell from the cliff face, creating small craters in the ground.

Yu Xiaolie narrowed his eyes and saw a gigantic monster floating above the blood pool at the end of Hell Road! The Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King!

Its entire body is dark red, with a wingspan of over fifteen meters, and nine ferocious heads that twist and dance like venomous snakes.

Each head had a distorted human face, and eighteen eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty ferocity.

The most bizarre thing is that it has a huge mouth on its belly, filled with barbed teeth, constantly dripping foul-smelling mucus.

After losing Tang Chen as its host, it has obviously returned to its original form.

"Human!" all nine heads screamed simultaneously, "You dare to come back!"

As for the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King, it could parasitize Tang Chen, who was at level 99, so it could naturally parasitize Yu Xiaolie in front of it as well.

"Noisy."

Yu Xiaolie was too lazy to listen to its nonsense. He instantly obtained the Asura Demon Sword, and nine soul rings, eight red and one gold, lit up in turn.

With his killing domain fully activated, a terrifying blood-red light curtain spread out from him, turning the entire cave dark red.

Yu Xiaolie unleashed a sword strike, the crimson sword energy sweeping across like a bolt of lightning, tearing tiny black cracks in the space it passed through.

"Hey!"

The Bat King hastily dodged, but two of his heads were still severed by the sword energy, and dark purple blood spurted out.

It let out a painful screech, and the remaining seven heads simultaneously opened their blood-red maws, spewing out thick mists of blood.

The blood mist was extremely corrosive, melting even rocks upon contact.

But Yu Xiaolie neither dodged nor avoided. The Asura Demon Sword drew an arc in front of him, and all the blood mist was shattered by the sword energy and disappeared into nothingness.

"die!"

Yu Xiaolie flashed and instantly appeared behind the Bat King.

The demonic sword, carrying overwhelming killing intent, pierced straight for his back. If this sword were to hit, the Bat King would surely die.

At the critical moment, the Bat King's nine tails suddenly intertwined, forming a blood-red shield.

"Keng!"

Amidst the clang of metal, the shield shattered, but the Bat King used the opportunity to create distance.

Suddenly, the eyes on its seven heads lit up with an eerie red light, and a strange mental fluctuation swept towards Yu Xiaolie.

"Trying to parasitize me?" Yu Xiaolie sneered. "You're courting death."

He stood still, letting that spiritual power invade his mind.

The Bat King was overjoyed at the sight and immediately channeled all his mental energy, trying to take over this powerful body.

But the next second.

"boom!"

Suddenly, Yu Xiaolie's spiritual world erupted with dazzling golden light, and the illusory image of the Dragon Emperor roared to the sky.

The Bat King's mental power collapsed instantly, as if it had crashed into a towering mountain.

"what--"

The Bat King let out a shrill scream, and blood gushed from all seven of its heads at the same time.

The mental backlash caused it unbearable pain, and its massive body convulsed violently in the air.

"ended."

Yu Xiaolie seized the opportunity, and the seventh soul ring on the Asura Demon Sword suddenly lit up.

"Asura True Form".

His figure grew to three meters tall amidst the blood-red light, and the demonic sword also swelled accordingly.

There are no fancy techniques involved, just a simple vertical chop.

"Pfft!"

The Bat King's body was cleaved in two by a single sword strike, and dark purple entrails and blood poured down like a torrential rain, staining the blood pool below even more crimson.

"boom!"

The mangled corpse crashed to the ground, and a fist-sized, blood-red inner core and a pair of wings as thin as cicada wings emerged from it.

"Oh?" Yu Xiaolie was somewhat surprised, "An external soul bone?"

The wings were completely transparent, with blood-red edges, making them look both eerie and beautiful.

The inner core exudes a strong aura of blood and evil.

This is an unexpected gain.

Yu Xiaolie reached out and put the inner core and external soul bone of the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King into his soul tool.

Then they continued flying forward along the Hell Road.

Here, the blood-red lake has only recovered to half of its original state.

Then, Yu Xiaolie raised the Asura Demon Sword, causing it to hum.

"Om-"

The blood pool suddenly boiled, and the Asura Demon Sword trembled violently uncontrollably, emitting a clear and melodious sword cry.

The pool water parted to the sides, and a magnificent blood-red palace slowly emerged from the water.

The palace gates were wide open, as if inviting him in.

Without the slightest hesitation, Yu Xiaolie leaped inside.

(End of this chapter)