Douluo Continent: From Rusty Spear to Emperor-Slaying Spear

Chapter 81 Killing Ji Wuming grants free access to the City of Slaughter.

At this moment, Ji Wuming's breathing became somewhat rapid, especially his clothes. His upper body was already splattered with countless drops of blood, and his originally white hair was also stained crimson with blood.

However, looking at the blood dragon on the spear, he revealed an extremely joyful smile. The dragon's horns and forelegs had grown longer and thicker, and its body had become more solid. At this moment, the blood dragon on the spear shaft resembled a lifelike real dragon, coiling around the spear shaft.

The innate Dao patterns and dragon designs on the spear shafts became increasingly mysterious and terrifying, as if the bloodthirsty aura within them was about to burst forth.

Ji Wuming went to another room and watched as the fallen man jumped out of the window and escaped. He was too lazy to chase after him now.

He immediately entered the room, retrieved six level-four defensive soul tools, and arranged them into a six-pointed star array. A blue energy shield enveloped the entire room.

Ji Wuming then vertically inserted the Blood Thunder Spear into the floor, slowly closed his eyes, and began to use meditation to accelerate the recovery of his lost soul power.

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At this moment, in the heart of the Slaughter City, inside the Slaughter King's Palace...

Dozens of bats transformed into messengers of hell, rushing urgently towards the King of Slaughter.

"The King of Slaughter, that kid wiped out nearly a thousand Fallen Soul Masters organized by a Soul Douluo in an instant. His destruction of Slaughter City is irreversible. Do we really want to let this person continue to live arrogantly in Slaughter City?"

The Hell Messenger's tone was filled with shock and boundless worry. She simply couldn't believe that a newcomer who had just arrived in the Killing City seven days ago could be even more insane than the Fallen Ones who had survived within the Killing City for over a decade.

He was ruthless in his killings, leaving no survivors, and even the corpses were drained clean by his absorption.

"I already knew that."

The King of Slaughter had already witnessed Ji Wuming's massacre of numerous fallen beings on the surveillance footage. After calming himself down, he tossed a black and red token to the Hell Messenger and solemnly addressed him.

"Give him this black-robed elder's token."

"Why is that? Shouldn't you personally eliminate this unstable factor?"

"How dare you!"

The King of Slaughter conjured the messenger of hell out of thin air and brought her before him, gripping her neck with one hand, his eyes filled with ruthlessness.

He then threw the messenger of hell out and said sternly,

"If there's a next time, you can die!"

"Understood, I will take care of it immediately."

The messenger of hell, dragging his wounded body, staggered and transformed into a bat, flying towards where Ji Wuming was.

Suddenly, with a "bang",

The Hell Messenger was blasted away by the energy shield. Hearing the commotion, Ji Wuming immediately drew his Blood Thunder Spear and headed outside.

"Number 16258, that's me."

Ji Wuming looked at the Hell Messenger outside the energy shield before deactivating the protective capabilities of his soul tool.

"You've come here because the King of Slaughter wants to see me?"

The messenger of hell looked closely at Ji Wuming, whom she hadn't seen for only seven days. His chilling, murderous gaze and the overwhelming killing intent emanating from him filled her with increasing fear. She quickly tossed the token to him.

"This is what the King of Slaughter ordered me to give you."

Ji Wuming, having received the black-robed elder's token, was about to ask why, but in the next moment, the voice of the King of Slaughter echoed throughout the entire City of Slaughter, and an extremely important message was transmitted.

"From this day forward, No. 16258 shall be promoted to Black-Clad Elder of the City of Slaughter. My people, I will now bestow upon you new blessings. From this moment forward, whenever and wherever you kill No. 16258, you will receive the Crimson Elder Token, which will grant you the right to freely enter and leave the City of Slaughter with 20 subordinates, and you will also gain the right to use Soul Skills."

Upon hearing this command, all the fallen in the City of Slaughter stood up and walked out of the taverns and houses, gathering in the streets and looking up at the sky.

Their expressions gradually turned fanatical, and several of the Fallen Ones even began to fight each other, raising the bodies of the dead and shouting loudly.

"Lord of Slaughter, Lord of Slaughter..."

At this moment, both the Hell Messenger and Ji Wuming were dumbfounded by the situation. First of all, while the Hell Messenger was confused, he admired the King of Slaughter even more, never expecting that the King of Slaughter would personally issue an edict targeting No. 16258.

At this moment, Ji Wuming was both excited and terrified. In his plan, killing all these fallen ones was essential.

However, he can use the rules of the Hell Slaughter Arena and the inner city encirclement method to weaken high-end combat forces and some low-level Soul Masters, and ultimately achieve the goal of killing all the Fallen Soul Masters in the Slaughter City.

Unexpectedly, the King of Slaughter issued this decree, which directly placed him in opposition to all the fallen soul masters, allowing them to continuously besiege and kill him.

Hearing the shouts of battle outside the house, Ji Wuming looked directly at the Hell Messenger who was about to leave and questioned him angrily.

"What is the King of Slaughter's intention this time? This is clearly a deliberate attack on me."

"This is the King of Slaughter's will. The rules within Slaughter City were set by the King of Slaughter. You'd better behave yourself in the days to come."

The Hell Messenger was eager for Number 16258, who possessed extremely strong combat power and clearly violated some unwritten rules, to die as soon as possible. Only in this way could the killing in the Killing City be reduced to the greatest extent possible, thereby maintaining the stability of the Killing City.

However, before leaving, she emphasized one thing to Ji Wuming:

"16258, there are no rules for this token promotion. Even inside the Killing Arena, you can launch a coordinated attack. Good luck."

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As the messengers of hell flew away, the sounds of doors breaking and walls shattering followed, as countless fallen ones rushed into the room, and hundreds and thousands more were on their way.

Among them are some Soul Saints and Soul Douluo-level powerhouses.

Ji Wuming quickly activated the energy defense shield, and to ensure safety, he added another defense shield inside the original one.

He sat cross-legged, calmed his mind, and used meditation to quickly restore his soul power. He also actively activated the second soul bone skill of the Blue Silver Emperor Right Soul Bone to accelerate the recovery of his soul power.

"Bang, crash, clang—"

Countless weapons were relentlessly attacking the energy shield, but there was absolutely no reaction.

"What kind of weapon is this? It's as hard as a tortoise shell, and you can't break it."

"Number 16258, aren't you very arrogant? Come out now, don't think we can't do anything to you just because you're hiding inside."

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With many Soul Masters still helpless against their Level 4 defensive Soul Tools, six Soul Douluos arrived just in time. The Soul Power they collectively emitted was almost on par with that of a Title Douluo.

"You're all a bunch of useless trash, get out of here!"

With a single strike, they killed an innocent fallen soul master. They then walked forward, eager to confront Ji Wuming inside.

"It's just a small, shabby shield, let me go first."

(End of this chapter)