Chapter 225: Sacrifice! Hell Road!

"Slaughter King!"

"Slaughter King!"

"Slaughter King!"

At this moment, thousands of Fallen Ones had gathered in the Hell Slaughter Arena, their cheers shaking heaven and earth.

It was not merely because the Hell Slaughter Arena had an excitatory effect; more so because they had received word that the Slaughter King was willing to open the Hell Road early, allowing Qian Renxue...

That is, the "Sword Demon" to leave early.

If an ordinary Fallen One had the chance to leave early, everyone would be jealous, wishing to flay them alive.

But if it were the "Sword Demon," then naturally no one would have any complaints.

For many powerhouses, the Inner City was not Hell, but Heaven! As long as one's strength was strong enough, one could have whatever one wanted.

But now with this "Sword Demon" Qian Renxue slaughtering wildly in the Inner City, killing whoever she caught.

Everyone could only be forced to huddle in the Outer City, that filthy place full of dogshit; many Fallen Ones who originally lived in the Inner City were nearly driven mad.

Now that the Slaughter King was willing to send this Killing God to that incomparably perilous Hell Road, everyone raised both hands in approval.

As for whether the "Sword Demon" could pass the Hell Road, that was none of their concern.

At this moment, the entire Hell Slaughter Arena was covered in blood-red.

A hundred meters in the sky, the Slaughter King's tall figure sat upon a scarlet throne, shrouded in a layer of dense blood mist, his features indistinguishable.

However, the pressure he emitted caused Qian Renxue's face to change drastically.

"Such powerful pressure, I fear it is only a notch below Bibi Dong...

Qian Renxue was secretly shocked in her heart; she admitted Ye Feng was strong, but facing such a terrifying expert, could he... really make it out?

Qian Renxue did not know, but things had come to this; she could only leave first.

If she could not wait for Ye Feng to return...

At worst she would go back to the Spirit Hall and beg her grandfather to rescue Ye Feng.

After all, she admitted this Slaughter King was strong, but compared to her grandfather, he was still not quite enough to look at.

"Sword Demon, your Angel does not belong here; you should not have come..." The Slaughter King looked at Qian Renxue at the entrance, his tone cold and grim.

"That is why I want to leave!" Qian Renxue met his gaze without the slightest fear.

She could tell the Slaughter King seemed to have some apprehension toward her.

With her strength, it was impossible for him to be apprehensive of her, even more impossible to be apprehensive of Ye Feng.

The most likely possibility was her grandfather!

She suspected the Slaughter King knew her grandfather; he had recognized her Angel Martial Soul, which was why he acted this way.

Although Qian Renxue was completely controlled by Ye Feng, she was still very intelligent; just a single sentence from the Slaughter King let her deduce so much.

"After you leave, convey my regards to your elder; Slaughter City has no intention of making an enemy of the Angel..."

The Slaughter King was silent for a moment, then spoke faintly.

"Since that is the case, may I ask the great Slaughter King if you would allow my friend and I to leave together?" Qian Renxue took a deep breath, lowered her stance slightly, and asked slowly.

For Ye Feng's sake, she was still willing to try.

"Heh~"

Hearing this, the Slaughter King immediately let out a light laugh and said, "Little brat, I am willing to break the rules for you because you have a good elder, but that kid... since he had the confidence to barge in here, he must have the resolve to stay here forever!"

"Moreover, the Hell Road is not as simple as you imagine; if you cannot pass it, then that Angel has no reason to come looking for trouble with me."

The Slaughter King waved his hand.

The next moment, dense red mist emanated from the Slaughter King's body, instantly sweeping across the entire Hell Slaughter Arena!

The Fallen Ones sitting in the spectator stands were all abnormally excited; they all hoped to see the Hell Road open.

But as the eerie mist spread, these Fallen Ones' eyes gradually turned blood-red.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

No one knew who started it, but the originally lively spectator stands instantly fell into chaos.

Large numbers of spectators frantically pounced on those beside them to slaughter.

They used no weapons, but with their hands wildly tore at each other to kill, gouging out hearts and lungs!

Skin rolled back, blood and flesh flew everywhere!

After killing their comrades, the survivors even began tearing at themselves, even pulling their own organs from their bodies, until their breathing stopped.

Large amounts of fresh blood spilled, converging into streams of blood, surging toward the underground center of the Hell Slaughter Arena.

"They... what has happened to them?"

Seeing such a bizarre and bloody scene, even though she had killed many people, Qian Renxue still felt somewhat nauseated.

Clearly this scene exceeded the scope of her understanding.

"Did you think the Hell Road is that easy to open?"

The Slaughter King spoke, even sounding a bit pained: "Every opening of the Hell Road requires the sacrifice of countless fresh blood; they... all died for you... but this is also their honor!"

As the Slaughter King murmured lowly.

The blood on the ground had at some point already gathered into a gigantic blood-red pattern.

The pattern was too vast, too vast; Qian Renxue standing on the arena floor could not distinguish it for a time.

But if someone overlooked from high above, they would discover it was a gigantic blood-red bat.

And as the blood-red bat took shape,

In an instant.

The ground of the entire Hell Slaughter Arena instantly erupted with a strand of eerie blood-red light, instantly devouring Qian Renxue.

A moment later.

All scenes vanished.

The blood-colored patterns were gone.

The blood mist also dissipated.

Even the countless corpses on the spectator stand disappeared.

As if nothing had happened at all.

"Whether you can survive depends on your luck..."

The Slaughter King watched Qian Renxue leave, murmuring to himself.

Then his whole body also turned into a blood shadow and vanished.

……

……

"Finally gone."

Inner City, inside a certain room.

Ye Feng sensed his Qian Renxue's departure and felt a heavy weight lift from his heart.

Without Qian Renxue's interference, Ye Feng could finally properly comprehend killing intent.

After all, living together with Qian Renxue, his brain was always thinking about those things, unable to cultivate properly...

But Qian Renxue is still on the Hell Road now, so Ye Feng still has no intention of running away, lest the Slaughter King cause trouble for Qian Renxue.

Ye Feng did not know the Slaughter King feared Qian Renxue's grandfather, so he assumed the worst in everything.

As Ye Feng began to calm his mind.

The killing intent around him grew increasingly dense, almost condensing into substance, wrapping his entire person within it.

Not only that, the killing intent even spread out through the room, forming a killing field with a diameter exceeding ten meters around the room, a prototype of a "Domain".

And as the field spread, many Fallen Ones around who wanted to seize Ye Feng's room were instantly scared out of their wits.

Although most of them were Soul Kings and Soul Emperors, there was even a Soul Saint.

But unable to use soul skills, they simply could not contend against Ye Feng's field.

Enveloped by the field, these Fallen Ones only felt difficulty breathing, infinite killing desire surging into their brain seas, directly causing them to completely lose reason, attacking others like madmen.

(Chapter End)