City of Slaughter, Hell Killing Arena!
Chen Yuan emerged from the Hell Killing Arena once again, his expression cold, his eyes icy, and his entire body radiating a terrifying aura of killing intent that sent chills down the spines of those around him.
The fallen souls who were coming and going from the Hell Killing Arena immediately scattered at the sight of Chen Yuan, keeping their distance and looking at him with a mix of reverence and fear. They cleared a path for him, not daring to show the slightest disrespect.
This was the authority Chen Yuan had built with the lives of countless opponents. He had killed too many, and in a place like the City of Slaughter, where the strong ruled and the weak perished, strength was the ultimate currency.
Suddenly, Chen Yuan's gaze locked onto someone—a newcomer. He was certain this person was new because he recognized her. It was Hu Liena from the Spirit Hall.
"Hu Liena? She's here too? That doesn't make sense. The Spirit Hall won the last Continental Advanced Spirit Master Elite Tournament, so why would she come to the City of Slaughter to train?" Chen Yuan thought, puzzled. He quickly made a guess: "Maybe she felt overshadowed by Yan Yan and wanted to become stronger, so she came here. That's the only explanation. Well, it doesn't matter to me. As long as she doesn't interfere with my goal of obtaining the Slaughter Domain..."
With that thought, Chen Yuan averted his gaze and strode toward his residence, his heart filled with killing intent. "Hu Liena is already here. Maybe Tang San will come too. This time, it's about the Slaughter Domain. Even if you have two Slaughter Gods backing you—Bibi Dong and Tang Hao—if you stand in my way, I won't hesitate to kill you!"
After Chen Yuan left, Hu Liena's tense body gradually relaxed. Only then did she realize her back was drenched in sweat.
Just moments ago, when Chen Yuan's gaze fell on her, she felt as if she had encountered a natural predator. The indifference to human life and the chilling killing intent he exuded were unmistakable signs of someone who had taken hundreds of lives.
The fear and panic she had felt in that moment filled her with anger. She was part of the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation, one of the top talents on the entire continent. How could she be intimidated by a single glance from someone so young and handsome? Curiosity burned within her, and she asked, "Who was that man just now?"
The black-veiled maid answered with a tone of reverence, "He's known as the Devil here in the City of Slaughter. If you want to survive here for long, it's best not to provoke him. To be precise, he's just achieved his twenty-sixth consecutive victory in the Hell Killing Arena."
"He uses only a sword and has killed every opponent who dared to challenge him. Not a single one has even managed to injure him."
Hearing this, Hu Liena grew more cautious and even more curious. Over the past six months, she had trained extensively in hand-to-hand combat without relying on spirit abilities. However, to survive and return alive, gathering intelligence, choosing opponents, and knowing how to deal with different enemies were also crucial parts of her training.
She continued to inquire, "He's incredibly strong. He felt like a beast ready to devour its prey. Can you tell me more about him?"
The black-veiled maid replied with a meaningful tone, "Of course. Within the next 12 hours, I'll answer any questions you have. That man's code name is 9510. Not only is he terrifyingly strong, but he's also cold and ruthless."
"No one can get close to him. You're beautiful. If you could become his woman, you could walk freely in the City of Slaughter. If you could kill him during... intimate moments, you'd instantly become famous, even earning a place as a guest of the King of Slaughter. Wealth, status, and power would be within your grasp."
Hu Liena felt a surge of displeasure. She was the direct disciple of Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall. Wealth, status, and power were already within her reach. She had no interest in becoming a guest of the King of Slaughter.
Although her spirit was the Enchanting Fox, and her path was one of seduction, she was privately very reserved. What was unattainable was always the most desirable. She would never let anyone have her so easily.
However, she kept these thoughts to herself and listened carefully as the maid continued to describe Chen Yuan. The more she heard, the more alarmed she became. Her only thought about Chen Yuan was that she must never make an enemy of him.
...
In the original timeline, the two who had once ventured through the City of Slaughter together were already here. Hu Liena had arrived, and as for Tang San, over the past six months, under Tang Hao's training, he had improved his Chaotic Splitting Wind Hammer Technique from 36 strikes to 45 strikes. With such strength, Tang Hao was still not confident enough to let Tang San venture into the City of Slaughter.
During these six months of training, Tang San's spirit power had also broken through from level 38 to level 40. At the age of fifteen, achieving such spirit power showed the immense potential of the Mysterious Heaven Technique.
With his spirit power reaching level 40, he naturally needed to absorb a spirit ring to break through his bottleneck and gain his next title.
Moreover, absorbing a spirit ring would enhance his physical body, aiding him in further training the Chaotic Splitting Wind Hammer Technique.
Thus, Tang Hao took Tang San to the Star Dou Forest. In the central region of the forest, following Tang San's own wishes, they selected an extremely rare and powerful spirit beast—a 5,000-year-old Bloodthirsty Wolf Spider.
After absorbing the spirit ring of the 5,000-year-old Bloodthirsty Wolf Spider as his fourth spirit ring, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass underwent a significant mutation. Each strand of Blue Silver Grass was now covered with sharp barbs, and he gained a terrifying spirit ability: Life Drain.
When Tang San's Blue Silver Grass bound an enemy, the sharp barbs would pierce the enemy's skin, absorbing their essence, blood, and flesh. After draining the enemy into a desiccated husk, Tang San could use the absorbed energy to sustain himself in battle.
Tang San had already tested this ability. The barbs were incredibly sharp, easily piercing the skin of even 7,000 to 8,000-year-old spirit beasts. The absorbed essence, blood, and flesh could be guided through the Blue Silver Grass into his own body, enhancing his physique and increasing his spirit power.
This left Tang San somewhat uncertain. As someone who had lived two lives, he knew that absorbing such energy, while it accelerated his growth, might also leave hidden dangers. He desperately wanted to grow stronger after the defeat in the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Elite Tournament, but this method of improvement gave him pause.
After becoming a level 41 Spirit Ancestor with four spirit rings, Tang Hao finally brought him back to the waterfall valley. From then on, Tang San's training task was to master the Chaotic Splitting Wind Hammer Technique's ultimate form, "Ninety-Nine Strikes Return to One," and make the waterfall flow backward.
On the first night back, Tang Hao suddenly let out a maddened cry: "A Yin!!"
It was only then that Tang Hao realized that the Blue Silver Emperor was missing. He didn't even know when it had been taken.
He had many enemies, and he had no idea who had tracked him to the hidden cave in the waterfall valley and taken the Blue Silver Emperor.
Tang Hao's only thought now was to retrieve the Blue Silver Emperor. But how? He thought of Tang San.
If Tang San could awaken his Blue Silver Grass into the Blue Silver Emperor, there might still be a chance to recover the lost spirit.
Rushing out of the cave, Tang Hao found Tang San, grabbed his shoulders, and with bloodshot eyes, he shouted hoarsely, "Xiao San, I originally wanted to give you more time to grow steadily, but there's no time left. You must grow stronger quickly. Reach level 50 as soon as possible, understand?"
Seeing Tang Hao like this, Tang San felt immense pressure. The thoughts he had suppressed began to resurface. Life Drain was a path to rapid growth.
But would Tang San, filled with the essence, blood, and flesh of others, still have a chance to awaken his true bloodline...?
(End of Chapter)
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