Chapter 47: Completing One Hundred Consecutive Victories, Opening the Hell Road

Twenty matches, thirty matches, fifty matches... In every match, he was able to achieve victory with an absolute advantage.

His reputation spread rapidly throughout Slaughter City, and some even began to mention him in the same breath as the King of Slaughter.

Six hours passed.

Zhexian had already completed ninety consecutive victories, and he was only ten matches away from one hundred consecutive victories!

The ground of the Shalu Jingjichang was already flowing with blood, and the thick, bloody stench had even turned into a mist.

The watching Soul Masters no longer had the passion they had at the beginning; everyone's heart began to fill with fear.

"This person is truly a devil!"

"What a terrifying Slaughter God!"

"Luckily I didn't go to sign up!" a watching Soul Master gloated.

However, Zhexian waited on the stage for ten minutes, but the next team was slow to enter.

He frowned slightly, looked up, and cast his gaze toward the King of Slaughter on the high-platform seat.

The meaning was clear enough.

The King of Slaughter nodded slightly and raised his hand to signal the attendant at his side.

The attendant understood and stepped down to find the Arena Administrator.

The crowd on the stage was still cheering, waiting to see which unlucky soul would go up next.

Yet this time, members of the Enforcement Team walked onto the spectator stands and forcibly dragged the watching Soul Masters onto the stage to participate.

The crowd was instantly stunned, but they quickly understood what it meant!

Everyone became panicked, and they scattered in all directions, fearing they would be grabbed and forced to participate in the challenge.

However, just at this moment, the King of Slaughter appeared in the Shalu Jingjichang, swept his gaze around, and coldly issued an order.

"Anyone who leaves the Arena, dies!"

The words of the King of Slaughter were like a bolt from the blue, giving everyone a fright!

Was the King of Slaughter trying to send them to their deaths?!

"No, Lord King of Slaughter! Please, spare our lives!!"

"Yes, yes! Lord King of Slaughter, have mercy!"

"..."

A group of people wailed and begged for mercy, but the King of Slaughter did not have a shred of pity, only staring at them coldly.

Which of the people here wasn't treacherous and ruthless, having only come here after fleeing pursuit from the outside world?

The King of Slaughter did not want to waste any more time; he waved his palm, and instantly, the person who had tried to flee was blown into fragments.

Zhexian and the King of Slaughter exchanged a look, said nothing more, and waited quietly for the contestants to enter.

The Arena Administrator, having received the decree of the King of Slaughter, dragged the captured Soul Masters into the arena.

A slaughter had begun!

First match, Zhexian wins!

Second match, Zhexian wins!

Third match, Zhexian wins!

Fourth match, Zhexian wins!

... th match, Zhexian wins!

Tenth match, Zhexian wins!

Zhexian simply wiped the bloodstains from his clothes; the thick, bloody stench stimulated everyone's brain.

He looked at the King of Slaughter, the corners of his mouth curling into a faint smile.

"Many thanks!"

"How are you not affected at all after killing so many people?"

The King of Slaughter was full of confusion as he looked at Zhexian before him; he always felt something was not quite right.

Constant slaughter easily causes a person to fall into madness and frenzy, becoming a lunatic who only knows how to kill!

Yet he saw no frenzy or madness in Zhexian's eyes.

He remained as graceful and refined as ever.

"Such slaughter is not worth mentioning in my eyes."

"Tch."

The King of Slaughter curled his lip; this guy had killed thousands of people since he arrived.

Right, he still hadn't finished detoxifying the poison for him.

"Hey, wait!"

"What is it!"

Zhexian turned around and looked at the King of Slaughter with a light laugh.

"You have already completed one hundred consecutive victories; I can open the Hell Road for you at any time. When will you clear the toxins in my body completely?"

Zhexian tapped his palm lightly with his Jade Flute, then smiled slightly.

"I had forgotten. Let's go, to your palace."

The two left the Arena and flew toward the Palace of the King of Slaughter.

Palace of the King of Slaughter.

The two found a secret chamber; Zhexian stood behind him, and a golden flame rose from his left hand.

Behind him, a massive True Phoenix Shadow rose slowly and let out a cry.

The True Phoenix, one of the Ten Fiends!

The powerful flames were nearly burning and devouring the surrounding space.

Seeing this True Phoenix Shadow, the eyes of the King of Slaughter were filled with fear.

What on earth is this terrifying bird?

Inside his body, something was trembling violently.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"

A series of strange sounds came, and clusters of black smoke surged out from the pores of the King of Slaughter's body; the black smoke condensed in mid-air, eventually transforming into a nine-headed bat.

Zhexian waved his right hand, and the True Phoenix Shadow approached rapidly, tilting its head to let out a roar that intimidated all directions.

That nine-headed bat trembled all over, its eyes flickering as it looked at the True Phoenix Shadow and then at Zhexian; its pupils shrank suddenly, and it let out a miserable shriek before fleeing rapidly.

"Want to leave?!"

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Zhexian's mouth.

The True Phoenix Shadow flapped its wings, and its claws, mixed with flames, grabbed the nine-headed bat.

Then, it swallowed it into its body in one gulp.

"Puchi~"

The nine-headed bat turned into ashes the moment it entered its stomach, leaving behind only a cluster of pure energy.

The eyes of the King of Slaughter turned black again, and there was no longer any desire for slaughter in his gaze.

Zhexian was just about to release the power of life to heal him, but he saw the King of Slaughter wave his hand, looking at him with a happy face.

"Many thanks for your help, little friend; I will help you open the Hell Road as soon as possible!"

"Then many thanks, fellow Daoist."

Seeing this, Zhexian nodded slightly and then left this place.

The King of Slaughter was in a good mood and intended to go with Zhexian, taking the opportunity to open the Hell Road.

Subsequently, the King of Slaughter brought Zhexian to the Shalu Jingjichang again.

Zhexian glanced at the King of Slaughter beside him, the meaning being: is the Hell Road here?

The King of Slaughter had originally wanted to ask Zhexian not to leave and to stay with him to rule Slaughter City, but after thinking about the other party's two Godhood Inheritances, he dismissed this thought.

He sighed helplessly, spread his blood wings, and flew toward the sky above Slaughter City.

Suddenly, the magma around the arena churned.

Apart from the King of Slaughter and the Slaughter God, no one had ever seen the opening of the Hell Road with their own eyes.

Everyone was cheering, wanting to become this witness.

Yet they did not know that they were merely sacrifices for the opening of the Hell Road.

The King of Slaughter spoke coldly.

"Becoming the sacrifice for the opening of the Hell Road is their glory!"

After speaking, countless bats emerged from all around, attacking the humans in the spectator stands; the scene instantly became chaotic, and everyone's cheers from the previous second instantly turned into screams as they continuously dodged the bats' attacks.

As for Zhexian, he remained quietly in place.

To irrigate the arena with the blood of the Soul Masters of Slaughter City to open the Hell Road!

It was quite similar to his battle at the Fierce Nest in his previous life.

It was just that.

In the battle of the Fierce Nest, he laid out plans for several lifetimes, and a single melody from a flute buried twenty thousand living souls!

How could the Hell Road compare to that?!

Above the arena.

The King of Slaughter looked down, watching the screams one after another, without a shred of pity in the depths of his eyes.

Before long, all sounds stopped abruptly, turning into streaks of white mist that merged into the statue nearby.

Suddenly, the statue's eyes glowed with blood-red light, and the King of Slaughter shouted, and the arena platform array opened.

The platform beneath their feet turned into a bottomless hell.

Zhexian frowned slightly, and in the next second, he was sucked into the vortex below.

In a daze, he heard the King of Slaughter's final sentence.

"Good luck on the Hell Road!"

Then, everything went black before his eyes, and the world turned into darkness...

(End of this chapter)