Douluo Continent: From Rusty Spear to Emperor-Slaying Spear

Chapter 75 Entering the City of Slaughter [Advanced]

As Ji Wuming had anticipated, the first soul bone skill was a flight skill. However, since his martial soul wasn't particularly compatible with the Blue Silver Grass, the flight soul skill required more soul power.

The effect of the second soul skill is somewhat reduced, with the speed of soul power recovery halved, and the corresponding effect of limb regeneration is also expected to be greatly reduced.

Ji Wuming stood up, dusted himself off, and comforted himself.

"Every loss has its gain. Well, now it's time to complete my last major task."

With a brief sigh, he headed south towards the Star Luo Empire, frequently alternating between his Wave-Treading Mountain and Sea Steps and his Soul Skills, which allowed him to use his Soul Bone Skills more skillfully.

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Time passed, day and night changed, the dense forest was gone, and a large number of dead trees came into view.

In just a month and a half, Ji Wuming witnessed countless atrocities. The further south he went, the fewer ordinary people he saw. Crows constantly circled above his head or perched on dead trees, pecking at the living people hanging from them.

This is the paradise of the fallen, the burial ground of the dead.

He stopped his rapid pace and looked around at the deserted village where crows flew in flocks and the air was thick with a stench.

"This must be the entrance to the village in front of the station in the Killing City!"

At this moment, several Soul Masters, wandering through the village like zombies, were licking the blood from their knives, staring at Ji Wuming with sinister and malevolent eyes.

Ji Wuming walked into the village and stood in front of the only wooden inn with a few candles still lit and a lively atmosphere.

Inside, six or seven soul masters, who were currently drinking Yellow Spring Dew and chatting boastfully, exchanged glances.

"Looks like we're going to have some Yellow Spring Dew to drink again. Brothers, how many cups of Yellow Spring Dew do you think that outsider outside can provide us this time?"

Just as they stood up, preparing to join the fallen soul masters outside to kill Ji Wuming, a blood-lightning spear pierced through the wooden door of the inn.

"Pfft—"

The two Soul Masters who were about to open the door were impaled by spears and pinned to the wall before they could even activate their Soul Rings.

"ah--"

The two men's bodies were rapidly withering away, and their blood was surging into the spear. The blood dragon on the spear shaft seemed particularly excited. In the end, only two skeletons of deep white bones remained.

The fallen soul masters who witnessed this scene were terrified, but their inner fanaticism was once again ignited.

"Good! Another one of our kind has arrived. Kill him."

All the fallen soul masters present rushed out, revealing their soul rings. Only two had standard soul ring configurations; the rest were just lowly minions with first-level white soul rings.

"Third Soul Skill, Azure Eyes!"

"Fourth Soul Skill, Raven's Blood Inquiry."

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The vast majority of the fallen soul masters unleashed their strongest soul skills, charging towards Ji Wuming.

Ji Wuming responded and leaped into the sky, the Blood Thunder Spear appearing in his hand. His body moved in unison with the spear.

"Fifth Soul Skill: War Spear Mad Dragon Dance."

As the spear danced, seven crimson tornadoes suddenly erupted, blasting away all the houses within an 800-meter radius. The dozen or so Fallen Red Lions present were terrified by this display of power.

"Soul King???"

The fallen soul masters who could fly flapped their wings in terror and fled, while the other soul masters also turned around, shouting as they ran.

"Spare us! Spare our lives, and we can take you to the City of Slaughter!"

"It's too late. Your lives now belong to me."

As soon as the words were spoken, endless screams came from inside the blood-red tornado. Wind blades tore and shredded, and blood rust invaded the flesh. In an instant, nearly half of the wooden houses were razed to the ground. Blood mist swept across the sky above the entire inn and surged into the Blood Thunder Spear Martial Soul.

As Ji Wuming landed on his feet, the entire village returned to calm. He walked to the counter that hadn't been destroyed by the tornado and roared...

"Where is everyone? Where did they go? Come out here right now and give me a cup of Yellow Springs Dew."

As soon as he finished speaking, two pale, extremely thin, and terrified men crawled out from under the counter.

"Please wait a moment, sir. The Dew of the Yellow Springs will be served to you shortly."

The man beside him quickly urged the other man to fetch it; they dared not offend such a ruthless Soul King whose martial spirit fed on the blood and energy of others.

Ji Wuming placed two gold soul coins on the counter, then casually found a reasonably intact wooden barrel to sit down and recover the soul power he had consumed.

"Guest, you are your Yellow Springs Dew."

The man, trembling, handed the Yellow Spring Dew to Ji Wuming. Ji Wuming looked at the Yellow Spring Dew in front of him; it was crimson and still emanating a blood-red aura. Against the backdrop of the black skull cup, it appeared even more sinister.

He gently lifted the bottom of the cup, took a sip, and a look of disdain appeared on his face.

"The Dew of the Underworld is nothing special; it's not even as good as the blood of some soul beasts!"

A moment later, Ji Wuming had fully recovered the soul power he had previously expended. He walked to the counter with the Bloody Mary in his hand and said coldly,

"Where is the entrance to the Killing City?"

The two staff members standing nearby didn't dare to offend Ji Wuming, and pointed to a stone slab next to the counter.

Ji Wuming stepped forward, lightly stomping his foot. The echo reverberated, clearly indicating that the ground beneath was hollow. He gripped the Blood Thunder Spear and thrust it towards the foundation of the vanguard. The ground collapsed, revealing a deep, crimson hole before Ji Wuming.

Looking down into the hole, Ji Wuming, with a feeling of utmost reverence, scattered the Yellow Spring Dew on the spot as a sacrifice.

"Slaughter City, here I come."

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"Hahaha--"

He then jumped down, and the shattered floor began to automatically repair itself.

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A blood moon hung high in the sky, surrounded by desolation. Huge beast bones lay buried in the red desert. Suddenly, a pale white vortex appeared in the blood-red sky.

Ji Wuming descended from within it, landing steadily on the red desert. The pale white energy surrounding him was converging on each and every person Ji Wuming had previously killed.

"Welcome to the City of Slaughter!"

"This is the dueling arena of hell!"

"You can get anything here."

"All you have to give is your life."

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"roll--"

Ji Wuming roared in response, his immense spiritual power completely shattering the energy formed by the white killing intent. In an instant, a black stone road appeared beneath his feet.

Ahead stood a towering, black fortified city, hundreds of feet high, beneath which stretched an endless expanse of scorching lava. Countless black chains bound the only stone road leading into the city.

Along the main road stood soldiers of the Killing City Guard, clad in black skull armor with glowing red eyes. The closer they got to the black fortified city, the more intense the fanaticism, anguish, and unrestrained cries from within grew.

At this moment, Ji Wuming suddenly discovered that the soul skills of his soul rings seemed to be sealed, and he could not use them at all.

"This is the unique feature of the Killing City, and also one of the Killing King's domain skills."

Fortunately, self-created soul skills and soul bone skills were not restricted.

(End of this chapter)