Douluo Continent: My plan to slay the gods has been exposed!

Chapter 1: Notes from the City of Slaughter! I want a world without gods!

Slaughter City!

"Tang Yin, why are you all from the Haotian Sect?"

On the killing field.

Dozens of martial spirit lights flashed by, and the bloodthirsty evil spirit masters tensed up in unison, their eyes fixed on the proud figure standing in the middle.

A figure stood in front, holding a strange, enormous forging hammer. His gentle and refined handsome face now carried a chilling killing intent.

"Ambush and kill?"

The young man chuckled, his eyes filled with disdain.

Since arriving in the City of Slaughter and experiencing dozens of bloody and terrifying killings, he is no longer the traditional Soul Master who almost vomited his stomach dry after drinking a "Bloody Mary". In fact, without realizing it, he has begun to enjoy everything here.

Tang San swung his Clear Sky Hammer and stepped forward. Looking at his opponent's ugly face, a smile appeared on his lips, and his eyes flashed with killing intent.

"Attack together, or we'll all die!"

The leader of the evil spirit masters screamed in terror. Ten scarlet spikes shot out from his thin fingers, and he swung them forward, only to have his head smashed instantly by the black Haotian Hammer. Blood splattered everywhere, his body twitched twice, and he collapsed to the ground without a sound.

"Even a grain of rice can shine?"

Tang San chuckled, wiped the blood from his face, and his figure suddenly became eerie, like a ghostly, ethereal shadow.

"How is that possible!"

"How did he dodge our combo!"

"what!"

"Oh no, retreat quickly!"

The jet-black Haotian Hammer was swung repeatedly, and amidst the pitiful howls, one corpse after another fell to the ground, blooming into flowers of flesh and blood!

"King of Asura!"

"King of Asura!"

"King of Asura!"

Soon, only one person remained standing on the field.

As the young man expressionlessly put away the blood-stained Clear Sky Hammer, the sickly-looking audience below the stage began waving their arms and shouting wildly.

Ignoring the cheers of the crowd, which sounded like a pilgrimage, Tang San lowered his head and looked at the graceful girl in the corner. He nodded slightly, as if to say hello.

"Hu Liena?"

"Before revealing his identity, he was indeed a valuable asset."

"But I will avenge my comrades on your Spirit Hall one day!"

Having witnessed the ugliness of inhumanity in the City of Slaughter, and having lived two lives, Tang San is no longer the Tang Clan disciple who was obsessed with hidden weapons. His talent for disguise and scheming has also grown wildly, like watered blue silver grass.

"Congratulations on your win again, Tang Yin."

Hu Liena cautiously stepped forward, sniffing the thick, pungent smell of blood surrounding the other person, and her pretty face turned pale.

As a fellow frequent visitor to the killing field, she watched as the other party's methods gradually became more cruel and terrifying!

"Um."

Tang San glanced down at the girl in front of him, then replied with a blank face, "My turn is over. It's your turn next."

The two are partners and rivals, but due to the bizarre rule in the killing arena that only one person can survive, they have to avoid competing against each other.

"No rush," Hu Liena breathed a soft sigh of relief, a hint of anticipation on her face. "Tang Yin, I discovered a secret treasure in the City of Slaughter, which happens to require soul power to open. I don't have enough, so why don't we try it together?"

A secret treasure that requires soul power to open?

Could it be an ancient soul tool? Coincidentally, the Tang Clan's new hidden weapons also need some inspiration.

Tang San's eyes flashed with excitement, but his face fell again when he saw the tattered animal skin notebook in Hu Liena's hands.

"This is the secret treasure you were talking about?"

Hu Liena exclaimed excitedly, "Yes, you see, all you need is your soul!"

"Keep it for yourself."

Tang San looked disappointed.

Most of the records from ancient times are useless history. True inheritance cannot be so cheap. Tang San walked past the girl with a cold face, without stopping at all.

Since arriving in the Killing City, he has collected far too many vague historical records like these, which are utterly meaningless.

"Not interested?"

Recalling the other person's elegance and gentleness when they first arrived, Hu Liena sighed. Just as she was about to throw the animal skin away, she seemed to remember something and withdrew her hand that was halfway out of the air.

Her Holiness the Pope of the Spirit Hall, who is also her master Bibi Dong, once said that profound knowledge and great strength are equal, and both are equally important to the Spirit Hall.

"With my current soul power, it's difficult to fully unleash it all at once, so I can only slowly wear it down."

Her slender fingers traced the animal hide, and a resolute look appeared on Hu Liena's face.

"Hey, beautiful lady, wanna do something fun?"

As he pondered, several thin men with faces as pale as ghosts lewdly surrounded him.

"What's up?"

Hu Liena stopped and looked up at the crowd, her voice intentionally or unintentionally revealing a hint of allure.

"Of course, little sister, come to kill."

"What?! What the hell?!"

"You bunch of idiots, she's a messenger from hell!!!"

The man had intended to make some flirtatious remarks, but upon seeing the distinctive mask, his face immediately turned ashen.

Asura King, messenger of hell.

These two rising stars in the killing capital have built their fearsome reputation on the bones of countless people!

"If you know you're wrong, then get out."

Suppressing the murderous urge within her, Hu Liena held the yellowed animal hide in her hands, her voice turning cold.

"Thank you so much for sparing my life!"

The men kowtowed repeatedly, then quickly moved far away, their fear lingering on their faces as they watched the graceful figure disappear.

"That's strange, what exactly are you?" Hu Liena raised the animal hide again, her pretty face showing obvious confusion.

Compared to Tang Yin's immense spiritual power, she was actually more deeply affected by the City of Slaughter. However, when she couldn't help but kill all the provocative people around her, a cool power actually flowed through the animal hide to her body, instantly dispelling her killing intent.

Tang Yin guessed wrong; this thing is far from simple!

Even if it takes more time, I will definitely uncover your secret!

Amidst the fearful gazes of the crowd, Hu Liena pushed open the door and entered the room, her masked face filled with determination.

one day.

Two days.

fifteen days.

The Asura King's reputation on the killing field grew increasingly terrifying, while the Hell Messenger of the same name disappeared without a trace for a long time.

"Finally, the seal has been broken."

In the simple room, Hu Liena rubbed her dark circles, held the animal hide in her hands, and let out a sigh of relief.

"Teacher, please bless me. I hope that after paying such a high price, it won't let me down."

Raising her hands as if in prayer, Hu Liena gently turned to the first page. As if frozen in place, the anticipation and surprise on her face froze, and her beautiful eyes widened instantly.

Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

The moment it came into view, a killing intent even more overwhelming and purer than that of the Slaughter City hit you head-on, making your heart tremble!

I want this world to be devoid of gods!

(End of this chapter)