Douluo Continent: This Soul Master is Too Bizarre and Unpredictable

With the infusion of rich life energy, Hu Liena's condition improved considerably; at least she no longer experienced severe spasms.

"Bang—"

The next moment, Mu Yang delivered a karate chop to Hu Liena's neck, ensuring she wouldn't wake up anytime soon.

"Uh, what are you doing?"

Seeing this, Shui Bing'er was somewhat puzzled.

Mu Yang pointed to the only path leading to the outside world from the platform beneath his feet, which was only about half a foot wide, and said, "This path should be the way to the outside world, and I sense that something is wrong with the environment here. You take her, and we'll manifest our battle armor and fly over there directly."

Hu Liena is, after all, a member of the Spirit Hall; it's not wise to reveal too many of our trump cards to her.

As he spoke, a bright blue light emanated from Mu Yang's body, his Ice Flame Battle Armor materialized, and a pair of bright blue metallic wings unfurled from his back.

"Alright."

Nodding, Shui Bing'er picked up Hu Liena and also manifested the Ice Phoenix Battle Armor.

Pope Bibi Dong is known to be one of the world's most powerful killers and has once traversed the Hell Road. Since Bibi Dong allowed Hu Liena to come to the City of Slaughter for training, it means that the Hell Road may be dangerous, but Hu Liena has the strength to overcome it.

Otherwise, knowing that death was inevitable, Bibi Dong would never have allowed Hu Liena to come to the City of Slaughter.

Both she and Mu Yang are stronger than Hu Liena, not to mention they both have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill. So, it's no big deal for them to rampage through Hell Road. If they encounter any trials, they can just push through them.

With a flap of their battle armor wings, the two of them, carrying the unconscious Hu Liena, flew rapidly along the path into the darkness ahead.

"Muyang, have you noticed that the air around us has gotten warmer?"

After flying for a while, Shui Bing'er frowned and asked Mu Yang.

"Yes, although our flight altitude hasn't changed, we're actually getting closer and closer to the river of blood below."

Glancing down at the thin red line shrouded in darkness, Mu Yang nodded and said.

"A river of blood?"

Shui Bing'er couldn't help but turn her gaze downwards.

After gazing at it for a moment, Shui Bing'er said with a grim expression, "Is this river of blood formed by the convergence of Bloody Mary?"

"Probably, but I'm not really sure."

Mu Yang said somewhat uncertainly.

The blood river below looks like just a thin red line, but that's only because it's far away. If you really got closer, its scale would be quite impressive.

If this river of blood were entirely composed of human blood, it would probably be larger than the blood of hundreds of millions of people.

After all, a normal person's blood volume is only a single-digit percentage of their body weight.

"Mu Yang, the deity behind the City of Slaughter is most likely an evil god, and his legacy..."

Shui Bing'er said with some worry in her eyes.

Shui Bing'er understood Mu Yang's purpose in bringing her to the City of Slaughter: achieving a hundred consecutive victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena, passing through the Hell Road, obtaining the power of the domain, and becoming the God of Slaughter in the City of Slaughter. These were all secondary; the most important thing was to obtain the inheritance of the gods.

Judging from the chaotic atmosphere of the Killing City and the massive river of blood within Hell Road, the deity who established this legacy is most likely an evil god.

In legends, none of the evil gods are easy to deal with; they are extremely cunning, much like the hellish demons in legends who bewitch soul masters and lead them to corruption.

Therefore, Shui Bing'er now has serious doubts about the truth of what Mu Yang once said: that after finding the inheritance in the City of Slaughter and completing the divine assessment, one can inherit the divine position.

Would a cunning evil god really relinquish his divine position to someone else? How is this any different from Emperor Xueye handing over the Heavenly Dou Emperor's throne to an outsider?

Moreover, if possible, Shui Bing'er would not want Mu Yang to become an evil god.

After all, in traditional Chinese novels, evil gods are always the targets of attack, and sooner or later they will be killed or sealed away by righteous deities.

Upon hearing this, Mu Yang was both amused and exasperated; he could see Shui Bing'er's worry.

But you know what, judging from the city of slaughter, a place of chaos and evil, the Asura God King is undoubtedly an evil god.

In fact, he is not only not an evil god, but also one of the enforcers of the divine realm, making indelible contributions to the overall peace of the Douluo Universe.

Perhaps because he walks the path of killing and judgment, the Asura God King cannot be called a benevolent god, but he is definitely not an evil god either. Shui Bing'er's worries are unfounded.

Moreover, the Asura God position is the highest and most supreme God King position in the Douluo Universe, which Mu Yang couldn't help but covet.

"Bing'er, don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Mu Yang didn't say much about the Asura God King, and could only offer this words of comfort.

"Hmm? It looks like something's coming from ahead?"

Just as she was about to nod, the perceptive Shui Bing'er sensed a strange noise coming from the darkness ahead.

"It's nothing, just a few small bats, don't worry about them."

With golden light gleaming in his eyes, Mu Yang, whose fiery eyes could see through all kinds of strange objects, casually said something.

The first test of the road to hell has arrived.

For ordinary trial participants, the bat swarm led by the Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King, who possesses a pseudo-immortal body, is indeed a considerable challenge. However, for Mu Yang, this challenge is almost effortless.

A mere swarm of bats would surely be unable to withstand even the immense soul power pressure emanating from him after he donned the Ice Flame Battle Armor, which reached the pinnacle of the eighth ring.

Even if the Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King, the leader, is stronger, he still wouldn't be able to withstand a single move from him.

Indeed, as the two flew at top speed and encountered the swarm of bats, Mu Yang's soul power circulated within him. Under the pressure of his eighth-ring level soul power, the thousands of giant blood-red bats, each about a foot long and with a wingspan of over a meter, immediately plummeted into the dark abyss below like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

Ignoring the group of harmless little karami, the two continued to fly at their speed.

Soon, Mu Yang spotted a huge, dark gold bat hanging upside down below the narrow path ahead.

Compared to the previous swarm of blood-red bats, this dark gold bat was much larger, measuring over four meters in length. Its two enormous dark gold claws were gripping the narrow path. Most remarkably, this dark gold bat had three heads with sharp fangs protruding from them.

However, perhaps because no trialists had arrived on the Hell Road for a long time, the Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King was asleep, and the arrival of the three trialists did not wake it.

Since the Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King hadn't woken up, Mu Yang didn't plan to go up and disturb him.

After all, there wasn't anything on the Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King that caught his eye, and as long as it didn't get in his way, Mu Yang wasn't bothered to make a move. (End of Chapter)