Chapter 269: Hundred Victories, Hell Road

"Number 8733, Ghost God wins!"

It took one year and two months, but today, Nan Feihuang finally completed one hundred victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena. Even for him, this final match was fought quite arduously, because among the nine opponents, three were Spirit Douluo, and the rest were all Spirit Saint.

Rather than hoping for Blood Tiger and Nan Feihuang to kill each other on Hell Road, the Slaughter King would have preferred they not even have the qualifications to challenge Hell Road. However, it was a pity; after nearly a year of slaughter training, Nan Feihuang's Halberd technique had reached a brand new realm.

Without the ability to use soul skills, without soul bones, without a Domain, and without any Self-created Soul Skill, he was not afraid in the slightest of such Spirit Douluo, let alone three—even if nine came, he would not fear them.

The Slaughter King's expression was very ugly. He could basically confirm that if this Ghost God were allowed to enter Hell Road alone, his probability of passing would be one hundred percent.

Someone must be sent to restrict him.

For this purpose, Blood Tiger had to go to Hell Road together with him. Therefore, the opponents on his side were much weaker; in this final match, as a Spirit Douluo, he actually only encountered four Soul Emperors and five Soul Kings.

Relying on his high-level soul power and rich combat experience, he also easily completed one hundred victories.

Nan Feihuang had not really watched his matches before, but since they were to become partners who "help each other," he naturally had to have some understanding of the other party.

This Spirit Douluo Blood Tiger also possessed a Self-created Soul Skill named Xuehu Mojua, and his claw technique was fierce and peerless.

He had actually heard his mother mention this guy. Before coming to Slaughter City, his mother had warned him to be doubly careful if he encountered this Blood Tiger; back in the day, even she was very wary of his claw technique.

Over these years, as he continuously slaughtered within Slaughter City, his claw technique must have become even more formidable.

Two Slaughter Gods appearing within a single day was a miracle that had not occurred in Slaughter City for a hundred years, and the atmosphere of the Hell Slaughter Arena reached its peak at this moment.

Everyone was roaring crazily, "Slaughter God! Slaughter God! Slaughter God!"

"Congratulations to you both!" At this moment, a voice came from above the Hell Slaughter Arena; it was not very loud, but it overwhelmed everyone.

"Is this the Slaughter King, or rather, Tang Chen?" Nan Feihuang thought to himself.

The killing intent on this person was unprecedentedly strong; among all the people Nan Feihuang had seen, he was number one. The power hidden within his body far exceeded that of his own mother.

He was worthy of being one of the three current Limit Douluo.

It was just a pity that this mere Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King was likely unable to unleash the full strength of Tang Chen.

The Slaughter King's gaze fell toward the spectator stands of the Hell Slaughter Arena.

"I am very happy to have witnessed the birth of two Slaughter Arena powerhouses today. The one hundred victories that have not appeared for many years have been manifested in these two. Relying on their own powerful strength and terrifying killing intent, they have made you tremble, haven't they? My subjects."

"Yes!" The Slaughter King seemed to possess a unique magic, causing all the fallen ones to develop a near-fanatical worship after seeing him.

The Slaughter King lowered his head and looked at Nan Feihuang and Blood Tiger, "Ghost God, Blood Tiger, thank you for letting me feel passion once again. To commend your achievements, I have decided to make an exception and grant you the title of Slaughter God. From now on, you may enter and leave Slaughter City at will, and you are invited as guests of Slaughter City under my command."

For the Slaughter King, it was indeed safest not to let anyone challenge Hell Road; only in this way could the possibility of a Slaughter God appearing be cut off at the root.

However, how could Nan Feihuang agree? The Killing God Domain was still quite good; it would be a waste not to take it. He immediately rejected it, "No need, great Slaughter King. We cannot break the rules of Slaughter City because of us. I am willing to pass the trial of Hell Road to earn your reward. I wish to rely on my own strength to walk out of here and become a true Slaughter God."

"Same for me!" Blood Tiger's greed for the Killing God Domain was even heavier. Without this thing, what would he use to deal with his enemy Lan Xue after he got out?

Both of these people were of tenacious character. The Slaughter King knew that no matter how he tried to persuade them, it would be useless, "Since that is the case, then you shall go through Hell Road together; that way, you will not feel lonely on Huangquanlu. Open, Diyuzhimen!"

From the Slaughter King's body, waves of evil and cold red ripples slowly spread out, and in just a few blinks of an eye, they had already spread to the entire arena.

The fallen ones sitting in the audience were all unusually excited; they all hoped to see what it looked like when Hell Road opened. However, what they did not know was that their own lives had reached their end.

Except for the Slaughter God and the Slaughter King, no one had ever seen what it looked like when Hell Road opened. Because those who had seen it were all dead. Or rather, they had all become sacrifices for the opening of Hell Road.

The fallen ones who had been cheering crazily gradually became quiet as the red light descended onto the spectator stands. Each fallen one's eyes gradually became dull, and then from dull, they turned into bloodshot red. It did not take long; when that red light formed a huge barrier over the entire Hell Slaughter Arena, painful screams began to rise from those who first came into contact with the red light.

Affected by the red light, those fallen ones seemed to have gone mad, desperately clawing at their own faces and bodies...

"Being able to become a sacrifice for the opening of Hell Road is their honor," the Slaughter King's low voice rang out. At this time, the screams had gradually ceased. Except for Nan Feihuang, Blood Tiger, and the Slaughter King, there seemed to be no living person left here.

The blood flowed into the arena, but it did not spread in a straight line. On the ground, no one knew when, grooves had appeared; the blood flowed into them, and gradually, it gathered into a huge blood-red pattern on the ground.

A dazzling red light erupted from the pattern, and then the ground beneath Nan Feihuang and Blood Tiger vanished. A tremendously powerful suction force came from beneath the Hell Slaughter Arena, just like a bloody mouth, swallowing Nan Feihuang and Blood Tiger in one gulp.

"Hmph, I wish you both good luck on Hell Road!" The Slaughter King's low, sharp voice echoed in their ears, seemingly mocking.

I do not know how much time passed, but following a violent tremor, their bodies regained their freedom. When they regained consciousness, they were standing on a circular platform with a diameter of only five or six meters.

It seems this is the starting point of Hell Road!

Just after entering Hell Road, a flash of blood-red light suddenly flickered in Blood Tiger's eyes; the poison of the Bloody Mary within his body began to react with Hell Road.

Nan Feihuang did not give him an antidote like Tang San helped Hu Liena, and even if he had really given him the antidote, in a place like Slaughter City where there was not the slightest bit of trust, this guy might not have taken it.

(End of chapter)