Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Mysterious Heavy Ruler

Chapter 57 Road to Hell

"Congratulations, young Asura Blood Butcher." A deep, sharp voice suddenly came from all directions.

The killing intent released by Xiao Yi was reversed the moment the voice rang out, and was forced back into his body, causing Xiao Yi to frown. The main culprit had arrived.

The atmosphere inside the hellish killing field instantly reached its peak, because a blood-red figure was descending from the sky.

"King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter..." The shouts made the Fallen Ones hoarse, but they showed no sign of stopping.

Xiao Yi looked at the figure in the sky, his expression calm. It was just a bluff; would the King of Slaughter dare to touch him? It was sent by Qian Daoliu; would he dare? He wouldn't.

A tall man, completely shrouded in a massive scarlet cloak, with a pale face and blood-red eyes, slowly descended from the air, seemingly unaffected by gravity.

"I am delighted to witness the birth of a powerful figure in the killing field today. The Hundred Victories, who have not appeared for more than a decade, Shura Blood Butcher, has made you tremble with his overwhelming strength and terrifying killing intent, haven't you, my people?"

"Yes—, yes—, yes—" The King of Slaughter seemed to possess a unique charisma that caused all the fallen to develop an almost fanatical worship upon seeing him.

"Young Asura Blood Butcher, in the name of the King of Slaughter, I invite you to become a guest elder of the Slaughter City, second only to me in rank."

"No, I want to challenge the Road to Hell," Xiao Yi said, looking directly at the King of Slaughter.

"The Road to Hell is very dangerous; a moment's carelessness could cost you your life," the King of Slaughter warned again.

"Thank you for your concern, King of Slaughter. I will still challenge the Road to Hell."

The King of Slaughter was speechless at Xiao Yi's unyielding attitude. After all, it was Qian Daoliu who personally delivered it, and the Spirit Hall also had a God of Slaughter. If Xiao Yi really died inside, everything would be over.

"After you succeed, I hope you will give my regards to the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall and the God of Slaughter," the King of Slaughter said coldly.

After the King of Slaughter finished speaking, a thick red mist suddenly emanated from his body, and the immense aura forced Xiao Yi to retreat rapidly. He had to retreat dozens of meters before he could barely withstand it.

The King of Slaughter did not exude murderous intent, but rather an extremely evil aura, a chilling cold that could freeze one's very bones.

A sinister, chilling red ripple slowly spread, reaching the entire arena in the blink of an eye. The fallen ones in the audience were all unusually excited, eager to see the Hell Road open. However, they were unaware that their own lives were about to end.

Apart from the God of Slaughter and the King of Slaughter, no one has ever seen the Hell Road open, because all those who have seen it are dead, or rather, they have all become sacrifices for the opening of the Hell Road.

Although the red light emanating from the King of Slaughter put immense pressure on them, it wasn't directed at them. Instead, it was directed towards the surrounding stands.

The Fallen Ones, who had been cheering wildly, gradually quieted down as the red light descended onto the viewing platform. The eyes of each Fallen One gradually became dull, and then turned bloodshot. Before long, when the red light formed a huge barrier across the entire hellish killing field, painful screams began to emanate from those who were the first to come into contact with the red light.

Influenced by the red light, the fallen seemed to have gone half-mad, desperately scratching their faces and bodies...

Soon, blood spilled onto the ground and began to congeal, forming numerous small streams that flowed through inconspicuous, thin pipes beneath the stands towards the center of the killing field. Clearly visible, countless winding red liquids, like tiny snakes, flowed into the arena.

"It is their honor to become sacrifices for the opening of the Hell Road," the King of Slaughter's deep voice rang out.

At this moment, the screams had gradually subsided, and apart from Xiao Yi and the King of Slaughter, there seemed to be no one else alive here.

Xiao Yi already knew that there would be a sacrifice to open the Hell Road, but he still felt uneasy after witnessing it with his own eyes.

Blood flowed into the ground. It didn't spread in a straight line. Instead, grooves appeared on the ground, seemingly appearing out of nowhere. Blood flowed into these grooves, gradually coalescing into a huge, blood-red pattern.

"Good luck on your road to hell!"

The King of Slaughter had already left, and Xiao Yi was engulfed by the crimson, but the white killing intent on his body protected him, and he was not harmed.

Before long, Xiao Yi opened his eyes again and found himself on a circular platform with a diameter of five meters.

"Is this the road to hell?"

Xiao Yi stood up and looked around. The surrounding environment was predominantly blood red.

However, Xiao Yi felt that his emotions were being manipulated as soon as he entered this place, making him feel irritable, bloodthirsty, and crazy.

Xiao Yi guessed that this must be the characteristic of Hell Road. The special environment was truly hellish. A narrow path, less than half a foot wide and only wide enough for two feet to stand at the same time, led to the unknown darkness. This was also the only way for their platform to reach the outside world.

Beneath Xiao Yi's feet was a circular platform, large enough for two or three people to stand on.

Below the platform was a pool of crimson liquid, filled with Bloody Marys. These Bloody Marys were collected from the people who died in the Hellish Killing Fields; countless people had died here over the millennia.

However, Xiao Yi has never touched these things from the beginning until now. He can kill people, but he can't drink blood.

Furthermore, the air in Killing City is also problematic, containing a type of toxin. Staying there for too long can cause mental confusion. Bloody Mary can suppress the toxins within Killing City, so it can be said that Bloody Mary and Killing City complement each other.

Shaking his head, Xiao Yi stopped thinking about it. Although the path was narrow and there was a risk of it collapsing, he could fly.

After meditating for a quarter of an hour, he activated his external soul bone and flew up.

While Xiao Yi was venturing into the Hell Road, his every move was being watched by one person.

This person was different from those who had fallen from grace. She was not tall, wore a black dress, had fair skin, and a near-perfect face, making her stand out from the crowd. In particular, the intangible nobility and holiness she exuded inspired a sense of reverence in everyone.

"Heh, so this is the person you've swallowed your pride to write to me begging for my help? He's got great talent. Xiao Yi, only sixteen years old, with a mutated martial soul, the Xuanzhong Ruler, and a soul power of level sixty, and he actually achieved a hundred victories in the Slaughter Arena in just a year and a half?"

"Much faster than I was back then, even faster than Tang Hao. Ha, you didn't really think I wouldn't know just because you blocked his information, did you? Since you want it, here you go. Anyway, you're all from my Spirit Hall."

This person was none other than Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall. She had actually seen Xiao Yi several times already. Ever since Xiao Yi entered the City of Slaughter, Qian Renxue had written to Bibi Dong asking her to take good care of him. Bibi Dong had been sarcastic, but she arrived very quickly. (Pah, doting father, damn tsundere.)

(End of this chapter)