Douluo Continent: Building a Divine Kingdom Starting from the Spirit Hall

The two equally dark weapons clashed, and the immense force slammed the Great Guan Dao Knight into the ground. Tian Hao then used the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique to swing the Haotian Heavy Sword and continue to smash him, treating his opponent like a piece of iron ingot, showing no mercy.

"Ta-da..."

With each swing and slam, the heavy impact echoed, and the great swordsman's body sank further and further into the ground.

If he hadn't been using his broadsword to block, his body would have been smashed to pieces long ago.

It wasn't that he didn't want to fight back, but his arms were sore and numb that he couldn't swing them even with his soul skills.

He is a weapon spirit master, and all his spirit skills need to be used through the Great Guan Dao spirit. Now he is restrained and cannot activate them at all.

The violent impact even caused his soul power to surge, making him unable to speak. He was afraid that if he lost his grip on his martial soul, he would be crushed to death by that kid's heavy sword.

Even a Soul Saint's physical strength couldn't withstand such relentless blows.

"Crack!"

His arms finally gave way under the twisting, and the white bone fragments pierced his skin, spurting blood.

Seeing that the opponent had finally lost his fighting ability, Tian Hao ignored him and rushed towards the stunned swordsmen around him. He chopped them down like vegetables, and everyone was sent flying and fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

Although their armor was of good quality, it couldn't withstand such a powerful impact; even a single hit would render them unable to fight.

"As expected of people from the City of Slaughter, they've got guts!"

After retrieving the Haotian Heavy Sword and praising it, Tian Hao leaped onto his warhorse and rode towards the black city not far away.

This warhorse is quite extraordinary. It is not a spirit beast, but its blood and energy are extremely vigorous, making it worthy of study.

Having witnessed its master being maimed by this ferocious master, the warhorse wisely allowed itself to be ridden, behaving very obediently and docilely.

The valiant knight in the pit watched as someone rode away on his beloved horse, especially after being praised for his toughness, and almost couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood.

Do you think I don't want to admit defeat?

You didn't even give him a chance to speak!

What's happening to the outside world?

After the initial frustration came a deep sense of bewilderment. The quality of the new recruits in recent years has been very high, with even a "God of Slaughter" emerging. There is also a "Death Messenger" in the City of Slaughter, who also possesses the aura of a God of Slaughter.

Now another formidable opponent has arrived. Could it be that three killing gods are about to emerge in the City of Slaughter?

Leaving aside the doubts of the Great Guan Dao Knight, Tian Hao rode his warhorse to the black city gate, where a dark-style older sister was already waiting. However, he ignored her and looked at the four large characters "Slaughter City" on the city wall with a puzzled expression.

Weird!

"Welcome to the City of Slaughter."

The mature woman in black stockings gestured for Tian Hao to enter the city.

"This place wasn't called the Killing City before, was it?"

Tian Hao suddenly asked, "Those four characters don't match the border at all."

The four characters on the city wall were carved out, but the area where they were located was sunken in by about an inch, which was very inconsistent with the square border around it. Even the lower left corner of the border had been erased, as if someone had erased a layer there before carving the four characters "Slaughter City" on it.

The woman in black stockings was taken aback by the question and didn't know how to answer it. This had obviously touched on a blind spot in her knowledge. She also looked up at the four big characters on the city gate and realized that something was wrong. She had never noticed this before.

"This is your identification card in Killing City. I am your guide. You can ask me any questions you may have. I will answer all your questions within one day. After one day, you will officially become a member of Killing City."

Without dwelling on that issue, the woman in black stockings took out a token and tossed it to Tian Hao.

This token should have been given by the person in charge at the entrance or the law enforcement team, but unfortunately this person doesn't follow the usual path, so she had to deliver it herself.

"What was the Killing City called before?"

Putting away his identity token, Tian Hao asked again, curious about the former name of the Killing City.

This wasn't mentioned in the original work, but he felt that it definitely wasn't originally called Killing City. This might be a hidden plot point, and digging deeper might yield unexpected results.

"..."

The woman in black stockings looked a little stiff, clearly not wanting to hear this question, which was outside her area of ​​knowledge.

Chapter 259 The Messenger of Death

"The City of Slaughter has a history of a thousand years. Legend has it that it was the domain left behind by a Soul Master who became a god after reaching level 100. Here, all the skills of Soul Masters cannot be used, and they can only fight with their own strength and Soul Power."

After thinking for a while, the mature woman in black stockings offered an indirect answer.

No one knows what the Killing City was originally called, but historical records can be traced back to a thousand years ago.

"This must be a specially crafted soul tool gate. The method for making soul tools of this level was lost ten thousand years ago, and you're telling me this place has only been formed a thousand years ago?"

Tian Hao pointed to the unique patterns on the gate that belonged to the soul tool, indicating that he had read a lot of books and that big sister should not try to fool people.

The woman in black stockings followed the gaze, her expression stiffening slightly as she realized she had stumbled upon something she was unfamiliar with.

"Furthermore, I feel that the Soul Bone skill is not restricted, which is different from what you said. Is it that the reception staff in the City of Slaughter are unprofessional, or are you unprofessional?"

With an undisguised look of disdain, Tian Hao wanted to give this woman in black stockings a five-star rating; she was just too awful.

"..."

The thin veins on her forehead throbbed, and the mature woman in black stockings clearly disliked this newcomer intensely.

"Fine, I'll give you one more chance. What's that purple moon up there? It gives me a really uncomfortable feeling."

Tian Hao pointed to the purple moon hundreds of meters above the City of Slaughter, mercifully giving the black-stockinged mature woman a chance.

He rarely gives bad reviews, after all, life isn't easy for anyone. As long as it's not too bad or too outrageous, he usually gives it a five-star rating.

The purple moon exuded an even stronger evil aura, seemingly the source of all evil in the entire City of Slaughter. Moreover, it gave him the feeling of divine power, and its level was definitely not low, at least no lower than that of angels.

But that evil attribute doesn't seem to be something a god of asura should possess. Could it be the divine power of a god of rakshasa?

I seem to remember that Bibi Dong's Rakshasa Divine Armor was purple, and the divine power she unleashed was also purplish-black.

"..."

Looking up blankly, the woman in black stockings fell silent again, as it had once again touched upon a blind spot in her knowledge.

"Sigh! I'd better go inside and ask someone."

With a disappointed sigh, Tian Hao gestured for his warhorse to move forward, leaving the black-stockinged mature woman trembling with anger behind.

As the horse rode forward, looking around at the surrounding environment, I saw many very pleasing sights.

"If we call it the City of Slaughter, I think it would be more appropriate to call it the City of Depravity."

After admiring the unique scenery of many parts of the Killing City, Tian Hao couldn't help but complain. Then, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he looked up again at the purple moon in the sky, which exuded an evil aura.

"Could this place have originally been the territory of the Rakshasa God?"

With a bold hypothesis in mind, Tian Hao thought about it more and more and it seemed more and more likely.

First of all, the Asura God is in charge of the killing of order, so in theory he wouldn't let his own ancestral land become so chaotic and disorderly, as that would only make him look bad.

If this place was originally the territory of the Rakshasa God, many things can be explained. If I'm not mistaken, this city was originally called the Fallen City, the Rakshasa City, or the Evil City, and the purple moon in the sky was the core of the entire secret realm.

"Given the integrity of the Asura God, it's not impossible for him to do something like usurping someone else's place. Moreover, the fact that the Rakshasa God plotted against Tang Chen is already very strange. If it were revenge, it would make sense."

It might not even have been the Rakshasa God's own body that ambushed them, but rather the Rakshasa God's divine will from its place of lineage.

The more Tian Hao thought about it, the more likely it seemed. He felt he had stumbled upon the truth.

I found it strange when I read the book in my previous life. You know, the Asura God is a god-king and also the law enforcement god of the god realm, in charge of the central authority of the god realm.

The Rakshasa God was only a first-level main god. How dare he scheme against the successor of the Asura God?

Don't you want to stay in the realm of gods anymore?

If it were the Asura God who usurped the throne first, then the retaliation would make sense.

Thinking this, Tian Hao dismounted and walked towards the burly men who were engaged in a fierce battle by the roadside.

"Hey bro, excuse me, I need to ask you something."

Standing three meters to the other person's side, Tian Hao greeted them politely.

"roll!"

The burly man, annoyed by the interruption, glared at the woman before continuing his fight.

The next moment, he felt a weight on his shoulder and was forced to his knees.

"Hey buddy, did I bother you?"

As he pressed the heavy Haotian Greatsword onto the burly man's shoulder, Tian Hao's voice remained gentle and refined, a quality he had learned from Xue Ye, giving him the air of a true gentleman.

"No...no!"

Feeling the weight of the martial spirit on his shoulder, the big man swallowed hard, indicating that he was not disturbed.

The beautiful warrior who was fighting him gave him a seductive look, then turned and left, not wanting to get involved in this mess.

“I’m new to the Killing City. That fat woman at the city gate wasn’t very professional; she didn’t know anything when I asked her questions. You seem to have been here for a long time, brother. Tell me what you think.”

After retrieving the Haotian Heavy Sword, Tian Hao helped the burly man up, put his arm around his shoulder, and acted like good buddies.

Who are you calling a fat woman?

Before the burly man could answer, a voice gritting its teeth came from behind, accompanied by a chilling murderous intent.

"Why did you follow me, you fat woman?"

Tian Hao turned his head and saw that it was that unprofessional, chubby, black-stockinged older woman. He hadn't expected her to have been following him all along.

Where have I gained weight?

The mature woman in black stockings clenched her teeth and stepped forward, wishing she could tear that thing apart.

Although she disliked the newcomer, she still fulfilled her duties and followed behind him, but unexpectedly, she heard those comments.

I can accept it if you say I'm unprofessional, but I absolutely cannot tolerate you saying I'm fat.

“I’m fat here. Let me tell you, most of it is fat, and it’s no different from the fat on other parts of your body.”

With an innocent and honest expression, Tian Hao pointed to the magnificent bosom of the woman in black stockings and said, "It's too fat here."

He wasn't lying this time; it really was mostly fat and meat, so every woman was fat.

Of course, there were exceptions among the Princesses Taiping.

Looking down, the mature woman in black stockings was both annoyed and amused. Just what kind of oddball was this newcomer?