Douluo Continent: A Reincarnated Immortal, A Flute Melody Sends Off Heroes

Chapter 38 Entering the City of Slaughter, Refining the Heart in Seclusion, Proving the Dao Through Slaughter

The immortal glanced at her indifferently, his tone remaining calm.

"Silver Dragon King, why continue to pretend?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuena's eyes flashed with surprise, but she quickly regained her composure. She smiled slightly, her long, silvery-white hair swaying gently in the breeze, like the silvery glow of moonlight.

"I knew I couldn't hide it from you." Her voice was still gentle, but carried a hint of authority. "I didn't expect you could see right through me."

The immortal remained calm, his gaze as serene as still water: "Although the Silver Dragon King's aura is well concealed, it's not difficult for me to detect. You've come to the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy, presumably to find me?"

Gu Yuena chuckled, a sly glint in her eyes: "You're right, I did come here for that purpose. However, that doesn't diminish my interest in the human world."

The immortal nodded slightly, his tone still calm: "As far as I know, the hatred between soul beasts and humans has lasted for tens of thousands of years, yet you still have an interest in them..."

Gu Yuena's gaze flickered slightly, seemingly surprised by the immortal's attitude: "You don't seem to be as hostile to soul beasts as other humans."

The immortal smiled faintly: "All things in the world possess a spirit, and there is no essential difference between soul beasts and humans. It's simply a matter of survival of the fittest."

A hint of admiration flashed in Gu Yuena's eyes: "Your ideas are quite unique. However, there are probably not many people like you among humans."

The immortal glanced at her, said nothing more, and turned to continue walking forward.

Gu Yuena followed behind him, her steps light and graceful, like an elegant silver fox. Her gaze remained fixed on the immortal's retreating figure, her eyes gleaming with a complex light.

The two remained silent until they arrived at a high platform within the academy.

From here, you can overlook the entire Tiandou Royal Academy, and the distant buildings look particularly magnificent in the sunset.

The immortal stopped and gazed into the distance, as if deep in thought.

Seeing that the immortal had stopped and was gazing into the distance, seemingly lost in thought, Gu Yuena softly asked, "What's wrong?"

The immortal remained silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "Does this continent experience heavenly tribulations?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuena's eyes flashed with surprise, then she smiled and said, "Heavenly Tribulation? Why are you interested in Heavenly Tribulation? That's the power of heaven and earth that only ferocious beasts unleash when they break through, and it's almost fatal to humans."

Upon hearing this, the immortal's gaze remained calm, showing little change in emotion.

"I'm going back now."

After saying this, the immortal walked away into the distance, leaving Gu Yuena speechless.

……

The following day, the banished immortal bid farewell to the three education committee members and then left.

As for the other members of the Royal Fighting Team, they had no idea where the Immortal had gone.

……

Slaughter City

It is the most brutal place on the entire continent; its very existence represents slaughter.

All soul skills cannot be used here. Soul power is the source of power. Only by relying on soul power or the initial form of martial soul can one survive here.

Legend has it that in the City of Slaughter, there is a magical place called the Hell Arena.

It's almost impossible to leave the Killing City. First, you need to achieve a hundred consecutive wins in the Hell Arena to qualify for the Hell Road. Then, you have to pass the Hell Road test to leave the Killing City.

Leaving aside the numerous dangers one faces on the Hell Road, the sheer number of consecutive wins required for the Hell Arena is enough to deter most. Each Hell Arena session requires ten players; private duels are prohibited outside the arena, and there are no rules inside—only the last one standing is the victor.

This is at the entrance of the Killing City.

A celestial being in white robes stood before the massive black stone gate, his gaze cold and profound. He looked up at the stone gate, which was covered with ancient runes, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"The City of Slaughter... We've finally arrived."

His voice was low and calm, as if he were talking to himself, or as if he were declaring something to the world.

The stone gate slowly opened, and a chilling aura rushed out, accompanied by a heavy stench of blood. Without the slightest hesitation, the immortal stepped inside.

The moment he entered the City of Slaughter, the immortal felt a powerful suppressive force, and the last trace of his soul power was completely sealed off, making it impossible for him to use it.

However, he did not panic at all; instead, a smile appeared on his lips.

"My soul power is unusable... which suits me perfectly."

He murmured softly, his tone carrying a hint of fervor.

Inside the Killing City lies a fortified city. The sky is overcast, as if stained with blood, and all around is silent except for the occasional shouts and footsteps, foreshadowing countless dangers lurking within.

The immortal walked slowly before the city gate, his cold gaze sweeping over his surroundings. His steps were light yet steady, as if he were strolling in his own backyard.

Suddenly, a dark figure pounced from the side, moving with incredible speed and carrying a sharp killing intent.

A cold glint flashed in the immortal's eyes. He slightly shifted his body, and his right hand shot out like lightning, precisely grabbing the dark figure's throat.

"Click—"

With a sharp crack, the shadowy figure's neck was snapped instantly, and the corpse fell limply to the ground.

The immortal glanced down at the corpse and said indifferently, "Ant."

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Suddenly, a maid in black walked over and her eyes flickered slightly when she saw the bodies of the law enforcement team lying on the ground.

He then spoke, "My lord, welcome to the City of Slaughter!"

The maid bowed slightly, revealing her ample bosom.

The immortal, with a calm expression, held a jade flute and walked straight past the maids into the inner city of the City of Slaughter.

Although the maid was dissatisfied, she dared not utter a sound and simply followed closely to the immortal.

After entering the city.

Throughout the city's streets and alleys, one could hear screams of agony from time to time, as well as the public humiliation of frail women.

The whole city was filled with evil and filth.

The soul masters hiding around licked their lips and looked at the exiled immortal with interest.

"There's a new guy here again."

"Looks like she's still a virgin, haha!"

"I must say, this kid is really handsome..."

"Slurp~"

"Is this the City of Slaughter?"

The way those people looked at him was as if they were prey, and some even had lewd smiles on their lips.

"Yes, sir, but don't worry, no one will dare to attack you while you're with me for 24 hours."

"That's what the maid said respectfully."

The banished immortal did not speak, but quietly placed the jade flute to his lips and began to play softly.

The melodious sound of a flute echoed through the streets of the killing city, like a clear spring flowing into this filthy land.

The flute's melody was melodious and lingering, carrying a faint trace of sorrow, yet also containing boundless killing intent.

Those Soul Masters who had been eyeing the area with predatory intent all stopped in their tracks upon hearing the flute music.

Their eyes gradually became unfocused, as if they had fallen into some kind of illusion.

P.S.: Refining one's heart in seclusion, proving one's Dao through killing! This is the true path of a banished immortal! (Please add to your favorites, recommend, and vote with your monthly tickets!)

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