Chapter 40: True Phoenix Flame Purifies Everything

Zhexian stood where he was, his gaze calm, as if the attack before him were nothing more than child's play.

He gently raised the Jade Flute in his hand, placed it to his lips, and the sound of the flute drifted out leisurely.

Countless pink flower petals gathered behind him, instantly sweeping across the entire hall.

The man's movements suddenly stalled amidst the flute music; his eyes became vacant, the broadsword in his hand stopped in mid-air, and he was trapped by the gathered petals.

"This... what is this? How could you possibly use a soul skill!" The man's voice carried a trace of trembling; he felt as if his soul were being torn apart by a powerful force, causing him unbearable pain.

Zhexian did not answer, merely continuing to play the Jade Flute.

The dense petals carved wounds into every inch of the man's skin.

The man's complexion turned pale instantly, his body began to tremble uncontrollably, and the broadsword in his hand fell to the ground with a "clatter."

"No... impossible!" The man spat out the words with difficulty, then his eyes became completely vacant, his body slumped softly to the ground, and he had no more life left in him.

The other women in the hall, seeing this, let out terrified screams one after another; they curled up in the corners, their eyes filled with fear and despair.

There was not a hint of pity in Zhexian's eyes.

These people, since they chose to enter Slaughter City, must be responsible for their own actions.

Rather than being reduced to playthings for others, it is better to die here and now.

Zhexian put away the Jade Flute, slowly raised his left hand, and a small True Phoenix appeared out of thin air.

The small True Phoenix burned with intense flames throughout its body, its wings spread wide, as if it intended to burn the entire world to ashes.

The True Phoenix Flame was not an ordinary flame, but one containing the power to purify all filth.

The women in the hall felt that scorching aura, and a trace of terror flashed in their eyes. They wanted to flee, but discovered their bodies had been bound by an invisible force, unable to move.

"Go." Zhexian murmured in a low voice, his tone carrying a hint of indifference.

The True Phoenix Shadow suddenly flapped its wings, and the intense flames instantly swept across the entire hall.

Wherever the flames passed, all filth was burned away completely. The figures of those women gradually dissipated in the flames, not even leaving behind a trace of ash.

The flames did not stop, but continued to spread to the surroundings, soon covering the entire mansion.

The decorations, furniture, and walls within the mansion all turned to nothingness in the flames.

The flames even penetrated the walls, spreading outward, wrapping the entire mansion within them.

The Soul Masters on the street saw this scene and revealed expressions of terror one after another. They had never seen such terrifying flames, as if even their souls could be burned to nothingness.

"That... what is that?" one Soul Master said, trembling, his eyes filled with fear.

"Why is there fire? Isn't it impossible to use soul skills?"

"Could it be that the King of Slaughter has made a move?"

"Run, don't let this fire touch you!" another Soul Master shouted, turning and running.

The other Soul Masters, seeing this, also scattered and fled, fearing they would be caught in the flames.

Zhexian stood at the center of the flames, his cold gaze watching as everything around him was burned to nothingness.

His figure appeared exceptionally aloof amidst the flames, like a Slaughter God from hell, ruthlessly purifying all the filth in the world.

A moment later, the flames gradually extinguished, leaving only the empty shell of the mansion, with not a trace of filth left inside.

Zhexian withdrew the True Phoenix and walked into the building.

At the highest point of Slaughter City, a pitch-black castle stood towering, like a sleeping giant beast, overlooking the entire city.

On the top floor of the castle, in front of a huge window, the King of Slaughter stood quietly, his gaze deep and cold, watching the mansion in the distance that had been burned to nothingness by the True Phoenix Flame.

His figure was tall and majestic, draped in a dark red robe embroidered with a hideous nine-headed bat pattern.

His face was hidden in the shadows, with only a pair of scarlet eyes flickering with cold light, as if they could see through everything in the world.

"Flute God..." the King of Slaughter murmured in a low voice, his tone carrying a hint of playfulness and gravity.

Behind him, a Shinu dressed in black tight-fitting clothes stood respectfully; hearing the King of Slaughter's voice, she could not help but ask in a low voice: "King, this person's origins are unknown and his strength is unfathomable. Is it necessary to send someone to test him?"

The King of Slaughter did not answer immediately, but continued to watch the embers of the fire in the distance.

A moment later, he spoke slowly, his voice low and cold: "No need. This person can use soul skills in Slaughter City and even summon flames; he is clearly no ordinary person. Acting rashly will only cause unnecessary trouble."

The Shinu heard this, and a trace of surprise appeared on her face: "King, do you mean... this person has already surpassed the rules of Slaughter City?"

The King of Slaughter sneered, a flash of cold light passing through his scarlet eyes: "Rules? Rules have always been set by the strong. Since this person can ignore the restrictions of Slaughter City, it shows his strength has reached a height we cannot imagine. Such a person must either be used by me, or... be completely destroyed."

The Shinu lowered her head, not daring to say more.

The King of Slaughter turned around, slowly walked to a huge throne, and sat down.

His fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the throne, making a dull sound, as if he were thinking about something.

"Pass down the order: do not clash with this person for now. I want to see just how much of a stir he can cause in this Slaughter City," the King of Slaughter said coldly.

The Shinu nodded quickly: "Yes, King, I will go and arrange it now."

The King of Slaughter waved his hand, signaling for the Shinu to withdraw.

After the Shinu left, his gaze turned back to the window, and a complex expression flashed in his eyes.

"Flute God... who exactly are you? Why have you appeared here?" the King of Slaughter muttered to himself, his voice carrying a hint of imperceptible apprehension.

At the same time, Zhexian had already walked into the mansion that had been purified by the True Phoenix Flame.

The interior of the mansion was empty, with charred marks from the fire still remaining on the walls.

Zhexian familiarized himself with the mansion for a moment.

Then he walked straight toward the main hall of the mansion.

He knew that his every move in Slaughter City had long since attracted the attention of countless people.

Especially that high and mighty King of Slaughter, who must have already sensed his presence.

However, Zhexian did not care.

His goal was very clear—the Asura God.

He certainly wanted to see where the so-called Asura God Position was...

"The King of Slaughter seems to know..." Zhexian murmured in a low voice, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly to reveal a faint smile, "Then let me see if the ants of this Slaughter City are enough for me to kill!"

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