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

Chapter 208 The Terrifying King of Slaughter, Conquering the Road to Hell

Now, before Li Zhexian.

These wicked and depraved individuals are like clay chickens and earthenware dogs, no longer posing any obstacle.

A crimson sword light swept across.

Nine men raised their weapons, attempting to block the attack.

however.

Several crisp "clanging" sounds were heard.

ending……

Only when weapons break and lives are lost.

Li Zhexian stepped over the gushing pool of blood, his brows and eyes as cold and abyssal as a deep abyss.

The thick, pungent smell of blood surrounding him transformed into a surging, crimson mist that enveloped his entire being.

More than 3,000 people were massacred.

The 100-game winning streak has added another 900 deaths.

Li Bai knew this in his heart.

They died by his sword.

There must be someone like Old Scarface who carries a story on their shoulders.

But once you step into this killing city, there is only one rule: it's life or death.

The five-year period is drawing to a close.

He was going to keep a promise to his friends.

To find the Yellow Springs Dew on the Road to Hell.

To fight for a chance of survival for the girl who is still sleeping in the lake of life.

Li Zhexian stood still in place.

After about several dozen breaths, the opposite arena slowly lit up.

Qian Renxue's figure appeared, her body also surrounded by an almost tangible killing intent, and corpses littered the ground beneath her feet.

I saw Li Zhexian.

She flew over without hesitation.

The two figures merged.

A sense of security arises spontaneously.

The tacit understanding honed over the past year.

Without a word, the two turned their backs to each other, warily looking at the areas on either side that were still shrouded in darkness.

They had their own suspicions.

as predicted.

About one stick of incense later.

The darkness on both sides gradually brightened.

The people who appeared were Tang San and Hu Liena, whose breathing was somewhat disordered.

When Tang San saw the black-clad youth shrouded in blood mist, he quickly retreated, stopping only after creating a safe distance.

Li Zhexian had no time to pay attention to him. He stood side by side with Qian Renxue, his mind slightly tense.

The 100-game winning streak has been achieved.

Is the King of Slaughter about to appear?

"Xue'er, be careful."

"the same as you."

The words fell.

The dark dome that covered this area slowly became transparent, like a curtain.

The purple moon hanging high in the sky cast an eerie moonlight.

Under the cold gaze of Li Zhexian, who slowly narrowed his eyes.

The purple moon was stained with blood, transforming into a gigantic scarlet eye, radiating an aura of supreme divinity.

Even Li Zhexian and Qian Renxue felt a chill run down their spines.

The two stood side by side, back to back.

This is in the face of sudden danger.

The posture that best supports each other.

Seeing this, Tang San snorted coldly and gritted his teeth to retreat again.

Hu Liena's face was so solemn it was almost dripping with water.

Her gaze swept over them, as if she wanted to get closer.

But I caught a glimpse of Li Zhexian.

In the end, he remained rooted to the spot with an icy expression.

Hua Hua——

Hua Hua——

at this time.

above the sky.

Suddenly, a faint, rustling sound came from behind.

At first it was faint, then it gradually grew louder, from far to near.

A dark cloud descended from the sky.

As it drew closer, the subtle sounds became clearly audible—the rustling sound of millions of bat wings flapping wildly and rubbing against the air.

Countless bats gathered into a dark cloud, obscuring the giant crimson eye, and hovered above the dome.

The sound waves created by the wings.

This caused the red mist surrounding Li Zhexian to churn violently.

then.

Another strange thing happened.

The swarm of bats that blotted out the sky turned into wisps of black smoke and dissipated.

The black mist roared and condensed, turning into a thick, oppressive black cloud.

In the center of the deathly black clouds...

A pale figure, about three meters tall, appeared.

His face was not visible.

Only two blood-red eyes pierced through the black mist that shrouded his face, casting a cold gaze upon his excessively tall figure.

He was wearing a blood-red cloak that reached down to the dark clouds.

The moment this person appeared.

The entire hellish killing field was trembling violently.

A thick, almost dripping stench of blood permeated the dark space.

The mere emanation of that scattered pressure was enough to force Li Zhexian, Qian Renxue, Hu Liena, and Tang San, the four seeded champions, back to the edge of the arena.

"This...is this...the King of Slaughter?"

Qianrenxue's golden hair danced wildly, her right arm held horizontally in front of her stunningly beautiful face.

A hint of surprise flashed deep within her golden eyes.

Just in terms of the oppressive aura alone, it was faintly comparable to that of her grandfather.

But a supreme expert like her grandfather.

He is by no means an ordinary, unknown person.

"The King of Slaughter also came to the City of Slaughter from the mainland!"

"This King of Slaughter must have had a legendary reputation on the continent!"

Just as Qian Renxue felt a chill run down her spine.

A warm hand grasped her slender hand.

Qianrenxue tilted her head.

Then I saw Li Zhexian's cold and aloof profile.

The turmoil in her heart gradually subsided.

"Li Zhexian..."

She had barely uttered the words.

boom--! ! !
The entire space was instantly plunged into darkness.

The massive hellish killing field, which occupied a large portion of the inner city, was laid bare before Li Zhexian and his companions.

In the audience seats that numbered over ten thousand.

Bloodstained faces, brimming with madness and hysteria, erupted in ear-splitting screams:
"King of Slaughter!"

"King of Slaughter!"

Hua Hua——

Hua Hua——

A scarlet cloak that blots out the sky.

As the King of Slaughter slightly raised his hand.

A torrential downpour of blood fell from the sky.

A nauseating yet strangely alluring, sweet-smelling odor filled the killing field.

“Bloody Mary!”

Li Zhexian's gaze sharpened as he swept across the audience.

The tens of thousands of fallen ones looked up, almost tearing their mouths apart, to welcome the cascading crimson liquid.

"Thank you, King of Slaughter, for your grace!"

"Thank you, King of Slaughter, for your grace!"

Tens of thousands of fallen individuals simultaneously displayed their madness.

This scene.

It is the embodiment of hell.

Amidst a misty rain of blood.

The hoarse voice caused the blood rain to slant.

I am very pleased.

"Today we witness the birth of four powerful warriors who have won countless battles."

"This is an unprecedented event in the history of the Slaughter City, occurring under my rule."

"Their power and murderous aura...do they make you tremble?"

“My people…”

The rolling hissing echoed.

The torrential rain of blood seemed to pause for a moment.

in the audience.

Countless frenzied figures rose up amidst the rain of blood, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws.

They responded to their king with hoarse shouts.

The shouts fell silent for several dozen breaths.

The King of Slaughter's crimson gaze, piercing through the dark clouds, swept over Li Zhexian and his companions like a tangible searchlight.

"Thank you for letting me feel the passion again."

"To recognize your heroic deeds, I will bestow upon you the title of Gods of Slaughter."

"From now on, you may freely enter and leave the City of Slaughter, and you will be invited to serve as my guests."

The King of Slaughter's hoarse voice carried an undeniable authority as he concluded:

"Are you willing?"

Aside from the frenzied audience.

All four of them fell silent.

Li Zhexian turned his head away.

Then I saw a strange light flashing in Qian Renxue's golden eyes.

He understands.

If you agree to the King of Slaughter.

The greatest reward for clearing the Hell Road—the God of Slaughter Domain—will be out of my reach.

In Li Zhexian's view, the God of Slaughter Domain was better than nothing.

But what forced him to refuse the King of Slaughter was...

The Yellow Springs Dew can only be found on the Road to Hell.

　Please read the next chapter tomorrow morning...

　　Tomorrow should mark the five-year agreement!
　　All my familiar friends are back!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)