Douluo Continent: A Fallen Immortal Descends to Earth, Slaying Gods with a Drunken Sword

Chapter 191 The Cruel Laws of the Killing City, Encountering an Acquaintance in the Killing City
Li Zhexian walked towards that pitch-black giant city.

With each step taken, the oppressive aura emanating from the city grew heavier, and an uncontrollable sense of dread rose within me.

It's as if they're gradually heading towards depravity.

They fell into an abyss from which there was no return.

But he walked with firm steps, without the slightest hesitation.

Until they reached the city gate.

Above the high city gate hang four rusty characters: "City of Slaughter".

Like congealed blood.

It exudes a suffocating sense of oppression.

Bang!
The heavy clang of armor clashing suddenly rang out.

Both sides of the city gate.

The two rows of black-armored guards turned their heads in unison to stare.

Crimson eyes pierced through the gaps in the heavy armor.

"Welcome to the City of Slaughter."

A cold female voice suddenly rang out.

Two rows of black-armored guards neatly separated to the side.

A woman whose face was covered by a black veil walked out of the city.

"I am the guide of the city of slaughter."

Her voice was calm:
"Within the next incense stick's time, you may ask me any questions you may have."

Whoosh!
A sharp sound pierced the air.

Li Zhexian instinctively raised his hand and scooped it up.

It feels icy cold to the touch.

Look closely.

A black token.

It was branded with a string of scarlet numbers: 9501.

"This is your credentials in the City of Slaughter. No matter what your status is in the outside world, once you set foot in the City of Slaughter, you are 9501."

After the woman finished speaking...

He turned and headed into the city.

Li Zhexian put away the token and followed.

What are the rules of the Killing City?

The woman in black veil continued walking, speaking slowly:

"The only rule is that there are no rules."

"As long as you are strong enough, you can do whatever you want in the City of Slaughter."

"certainly……"

"The same is true for others."

"Therefore, remember that in the City of Slaughter, danger is ever-present."

The words have not yet fallen.

The two had already entered the city.

The oppressive darkness was almost tangible, enveloping the entire area.

In the sky, the purple moon cast a dim light, illuminating the dilapidated streets and alleys as if they were haunted by ghosts and demons.

Beneath our feet lies a long street paved with black stones, exuding a strong, pungent smell of rust and decay.

The buildings on both sides are leaning precariously.

The broken walls and ruins were covered with dried, blackened bloodstains and hideous claw marks.

Li Zhexian's gaze swept over the black-armored figure moving through the dark alleyways, and he asked:
"If there are no rules, why are there law enforcement teams?"

The woman in black veil didn't turn her head.

"The law enforcement team protects the citizens of the killing city."

"Those who can set foot in the City of Slaughter are mostly people who have nowhere to stand in the outside world and are burdened with calamities."

"Once you enter the city, you will be under the protection of the City of Slaughter."

"The black-armored guards you saw..."

"Belongs to the great King of Slaughter."

"Your Majesty, you hold all authority over the City of Slaughter."

"The true powerhouses among the Black Armor Guards are granted the ability to use Soul Skills, and the commander of the guards is a Title Douluo."

"Upon entering this city, all grudges from the outside world become a thing of the past."

"In this depraved land, just indulge in your depravity."

Li Zhexian's gaze swept over the emaciated, pale-faced figures wandering the streets like lost ghosts, and a mocking smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Degradation? Recklessness?"

"I really can't tell if he's enjoying it at all."

The woman in black veil slightly turned her head.

He was quite dissatisfied with the disdain in Li Zhexian's tone.

"This place is merely the outer city, a sanctuary for the weak. Private fights are forbidden within the outer city."

"But in the Killing City, no one can stay out of it. Every year, everyone must step into the hellish killing field once in order to survive another year in the Killing City."

"As for that group of walking corpses you just saw..."

She scoffed.

"They're nothing but a bunch of rats who dare not step into the killing field, who only wish to offer two Bloody Marys every month and eke out a living in the gutter."

Li Zhexian frowned. Looking at those emaciated people, the source of the blood needed for Bloody Mary was self-evident.

With two cups of fresh blood leaving the body every month, how could one not gradually become weaker?

In this depraved land where there is no light of day.

Their tragic end was already predetermined.

In the martial arts world.

Evil is also divided into different levels.

Only the truly heinous and monstrous.

Only then are they qualified to be in this decadent paradise.

To find pleasure.

"The Killing Fields of Hell?"

Li Zhexian accurately captured this special name.

The woman in black veil said coldly:
"Hell Slaughter Arena, located in the heart of the inner city, is the symbol of the Slaughter City."

"Only the warriors who survive in that hellish arena are qualified to enter the inner city."

"Yes, legend has it that those who wish to leave the City of Slaughter must become the champion of the Hell Slaughter Arena in order to gain the qualification to challenge the Road to Hell."

"Only by traversing the road to hell can one see the light of day again."

"Those who are that strong are revered as gods of death."

"In the thousand-year history of the Slaughter City, there have only been a handful of Gods of Slaughter."

Li Zhexian's eyes flickered slightly.

Hell Road!
The three spiritual items needed to awaken Zhu Zhuqing—Yellow Spring Dew—are nurtured deep within the Road to Hell!

To obtain the Dew of the Underworld, one must first ascend to the slaughterground of hell.

"Take me to the inner city."

The woman in the black veil suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Beyond the sheer fabric.

A hint of surprise flashed across his eyes.

Her brow furrowed slightly, her voice carrying a warning:

"Since you are new to this city, you should spend some time honing your skills in the outer city."

"It's not too late to enter the inner city after you've familiarized yourself with the rules of this place."

"No need."

"Ah……"

The woman in black veil let out a cold laugh that was hard to decipher.

each year.

She always encounters such arrogant outsiders who assume that the laws of the Killing City are as mild as those of the outside world.

And the ending.

It is often in pools of blood that one learns the meaning of cruelty.

"Come with me."

It's about a half-hour journey.

What Li Zhexian saw along the way deepened his understanding of this city of slaughter.

We walked through the outer city, which resembled a giant graveyard.

Finally, we arrived at the foot of another towering city wall.

The woman in black veil stopped in her tracks, her tone grave:
"Once you enter the inner city, do not stray more than five steps from me, or you will be responsible for your own life or death."

“Fighting is unrestricted within the inner city. Although the city provides food and water, many people are not at ease and therefore still buy their own.”

"In the Killing City, Bloody Mary is the currency."

"If you don't want to be turned into Bloody Mary, then behave yourself."

Li Zhexian nodded.

The two then entered the inner city.

I wonder what methods this killing capital used to create such a vast difference, separated only by a wall.

The deathly silence and oppression of the outer city have vanished.

The inner city was a bizarre and insane scene!

All the sensual pleasures and debauchery found in the mundane world are available here, but in a more extreme and distorted way.

Neon lights and noise filled the senses, and laughter, cursing, howling and screaming mixed together into a chaotic symphony.

The air was thick with the stench of blood, alcohol, and a nauseating sweetness.

The entire inner city.

It was like a bizarre furnace sinking into endless desire and tyranny.

however.

Right now.

The crowd ahead suddenly surged, and the commotion exploded like boiling water.

The piercing screams and the teeth-grinding sounds of bones cracking tore through the noise.

Thick streams of blood, like a gushing spring of blood from the ground, stained the broken floor tiles red.

A slender, swift figure, radiating a sharp killing intent, burst forth from the chaotic, bloody center.

The instant I saw that figure clearly.

A cold glint flashed in the depths of Li Zhexian's slightly narrowed eyes.

I ran into an old friend...

(End of this chapter)