Chapter 150: Endless Slaughter: Asura Divine Light

Facing endless enemies, Yang Xiong only clutches his long sword and fights desperately, with people around constantly being cut down by his sword.

Not only is Yang Xiong's long sword soaked in fresh blood, even his own body is drenched in it, and the ground looks as if it were soaked in a layer of blood.

Yang Xiong can no longer recall how many people he has killed; the ground is already piled high with corpses.

At this moment Yang Xiong no longer resembles a normal person, but rather a beast fighting for its life, constantly engaging in close combat with the enemies.

Just as Yang Xiong's sword beheads two foes, a figure flashes by and Iron Claw King lunges at Yang Xiong with a pair of iron claws, as if to tear him apart.

Yang Xiong swings his sword back, but the blade is halfway through when Iron Claw King's iron claws seize it, and with a forceful grab the iron claws snap Yang Xiong's long sword cleanly.

At the same time, a giant hammer swings nearby; before Yang Xiong can react, the hammer slams into him, sending him flying dozens of meters, and he spews blood from his mouth.

Both Giant Hammer King and Iron Claw King are Soul Douluo‑level strongmen; in speed, strength, and other aspects they far surpass Yang Xiong, the Soul King, and even without using Soul Ring skills they are incomparable to him.

Iron Claw King lets out a wild laugh: "Little brat, these iron claws were made specifically to deal with you sword‑wielders; watch me tear you to pieces."

Yang Xiong wipes the fresh blood from his mouth corner: "A mere pair of iron claws acting so arrogant? Even though you're Soul Douluo‑level, you've never seen a true sword master."

After speaking, Yang Xiong draws another long sword from his Soul Guidance Device, apparently ready to fight to the death.

Iron Claw King and Great Strength King exchange a glance, then charge at Yang Xiong at breakneck speed, clearly unwilling to give him any chance.

Yang Xiong completely ignores the two before him, mustering all his strength to swing his sword forward; a blade aura bursts across the sky as if to cleave the two apart.

But the two react and move with lightning speed, dodging Yang Xiong's blade aura in an instant—truly worthy of Soul Douluo‑level warriors.

When the two are about to close in on Yang Xiong, a faint smile appears at the corner of his mouth, and Xuanming Armor instantly manifests on his body.

The two are startled: "Armor, we didn't expect you still had such a treasure; looks like you'll be paying us both."

As the two's claw and hammer draw near, Yang Xiong swings his long sword to block their attacks; now clad in Xuanming Armor, he seems unfazed by their strikes.

Whether iron claw or giant hammer hits Yang Xiong's Xuanming Armor, he is merely knocked back, unable to truly breach the armor's defense.

Xuanming Armor was originally only a hundred‑year relic, but after Ice Fire Tempering Body and years of cultivation its lifespan has broken through Yi Wan Nian, and its defense is far beyond what ordinary attacks can pierce.

Seeing Yang Xiong's attacks grow ever more fierce, Iron Claw King roars: "This kid is just a dying struggle; no matter what, we must kill him today."

Just as Iron Claw King attempts to reuse his old trick to grasp Yang Xiong's long sword, Yang Xiong's sword technique suddenly changes, the blade cloaked in blood‑red aura; several blade auras surge out, ultimately forming a massive Kill Glyph.

Iron Claw King's once‑sure grip now fails completely against Yang Xiong's attack, his iron claw shatters into fragments, and even his entire arm is torn to pieces.

Iron Claw King, terrified, exclaims: "Seven Kill Sword Technique—so it's the Seven Kill Sword Technique! I didn't expect someone so young could wield it."

Yang Xiong pays no mind; Soul Douluo or not, in this Killing City that can rely on self‑created soul skills, the Seven Kill Sword Technique is practically a cheat.

Before Iron Claw King can strike again, Yang Xiong releases another blade aura that cleanly severs Iron Claw King's neck.

The Giant Hammer King seizes the crucial moment, slamming his hammer with full force at Yang Xiong's back; the Xuanming Armor receives the heavy blow, seeming on the verge of shattering.

Yang Xiong endures excruciating pain, swings his sword back, and instantly blocks the giant hammer.

In terms of raw power, Yang Xiong is far behind this Soul Douluo; earlier he only managed to kill one by exploiting the Seven Kill Sword Technique amidst chaos, but now one‑on‑one he has no opening, especially since they won't fully trust others.

After the two exchange several attacks, Great Strength King suddenly transforms into a massive bear, grasps his giant hammer and slams it down from the sky, his strength seeming to surge even further.

Yang Xiong's mouth turns cold as he pulls a Zhuge Crossbow from his Soul Guidance Device, firing countless arrows at Great Strength King; each arrow flies at incredible speed, its damage approaching Thousand‑Year Soul Technique level, all aimed at the king's head.

Great Strength King is startled, quickly raises his hammer to block; in this Killing City one cannot use Soul Ring skills to defend, and the Zhuge Crossbow's lethality is terrifying.

Yang Xiong seizes the instant, darts to Great Strength King's front, and with all his might swings his sword forward.

Great Strength King lets out a cold snort: "Kid, the gap between us is enormous; a mere Soul King dares to attack a Soul Douluo like me."

But the moment his sword attack is blocked, Yang Xiong's left hand sprouts a sharp claw, icy‑blue in hue, emitting a chilling aura as if the very air were freezing.

Great Strength King is shocked, not expecting Yang Xiong to have other means of attack.

Yang Xiong's Ice Fire Dragon Claw has long reached Yi Wan Nian level, not only extremely powerful but also bearing strong ice‑fire attributes.

Before Great Strength King can react, Yang Xiong's claw clamps onto the king's chest, freezing it instantly.

Simultaneously, Yang Xiong's right‑hand long sword takes the rare chance, thrusting into Great Strength King's head and piercing his eye.

Great Strength King lets out a wailing scream, going utterly berserk, wildly swinging his hammer.

"You little rabbit, I didn't expect you so treacherous; you've always used a sword, yet you hide so many things—your strongest isn't the sword technique at all."

Yang Xiong snorts coldly: "A bunch of frogs in a well, you've never seen my martial soul; how can you so casually claim my strongest is the sword technique? Looks like you old‑timers are out of date."

As Great Strength King hammers wildly, Yang Xiong seizes the moment and unleashes a Spiral Sphere that slams into his head; the hammer's head is pierced through, and he dies beyond death.

Someone nearby shouts: "The reign of the world‑dominating Yang Xiong is exhausted; if we fail to kill him this time, we'll all die."

The remaining fighters again charge at Yang Xiong, but he, like a tiger released from its cage, grows fiercer with each clash, becoming ever more ruthless and fierce.

When this battle ends, thousands of corpses lie piled around, a sea of bodies and blood; most of the dead are Soul Masters, indicating an organized assault.

Yang Xiong sits atop the corpse heap, his hands trembling, his body drenched in blood, looking like a demon risen from hell; this is not only his most dangerous fight ever, but also the most killings he has ever made.

When Yang Xiong returns to his residence, it seems someone still watches him from the shadows, but his gaze is fiercely merciless, sending chills through anyone.

Since this battle, Yang Xiong has become the person with the most victories in the Killing City's Hell‑Slaughter Arena, and almost no one dares to provoke him lightly.

The drawback is obvious: after more than a year of carnage, Yang Xiong has slain thousands in the Killing City, and the population appears to be dwindling; some prefer to live in Outer City rather than Nei Cheng, where only Bloody Mary needs to be offered, while living in Nei Cheng requires entering a yearly tournament, and facing Yang Xiong essentially means death.

This also slows down Yang Xiong's future Hell‑Slaughter Arena matches; after registering it's hard to find opponents, and the intervals between bouts have lengthened considerably.

Yang Xiong feels his killing aura has greatly increased after this massive slaughter; his original martial soul seems further stimulated, as if about to break a certain shackling.

Each time he summons his martial soul, the demonic patterns on his body become denser, as if the soul is being devoured by the patterns.

Moreover, Yang Xiong's body undergoes other changes; whenever, the killing aura seems to fuse into his marrow and blood, his blood constantly boils under its influence, and his Qi Blood churns wildly, as if on the brink of losing control.

Several times when faced with his own blood, Yang Xiong almost cannot resist swallowing it, but the clarity of his mind stops the impulse; he knows that once he starts ingesting blood, he will quickly descend.

Under the stimulation of the Killing City's murderous atmosphere, Yang Xiong feels his combat power surge dramatically, his physique and Qi Blood both improve markedly; although his soul power only rose two levels this year, he is confident he can easily surpass his former self before returning to the Killing City, and even believes he can face a Soul Saint in a full battle.

Yang Xiong becomes increasingly enamored with the Killing City; it is not only a treasure ground for cultivating killing aura, but also for refining Qi Blood, especially beneficial for his martial soul's growth.

However, whenever the killing aura threatens to lose control, his martial soul and flesh seem to restrain each other, particularly his brain; under the aura's stimulus his spirit power rises, and he grows unbearably cold and somewhat blood‑thirsty.

After this slaughter, Yang Xiong remained motionless in his room for over ten days, as if untouched by any outside interference.

When Yang Xiong finally opens his eyes again, his eyes turn blood‑red, a piercing light flashes from them, as if he regards any enemy like ants.

This is the Purple Extreme Demon Eye, and the body‑as‑martial‑soul Purple Extreme Demon Eye undergoes a metamorphosis at this instant, its eyes filled with killing aura.

In this Killing City one cannot absorb the purple Qi in the morning sunlight, but it possesses a unique killing aura that seems to further promote the growth of the Purple Extreme Demon Eye.

The Purple Extreme Demon Eye also entered the third level of the Mustard Seed Realm at this instant; not only does everything around become exceptionally clear, as if one can see every detail of the world, even all deceptions become discernible.

Especially when using the Purple Extreme Demon Eye, it can emit a blood‑red beam that attacks enemies; Yang Xiong calls it Shura Divine Light, and according to Yang Xiong's estimate it certainly matches a Yi Wan Nian‑level spiritual attack, its power far surpasses the Purple Extreme Divine Light.

While Yang Xiong was striving and battling in the Killing City, the outside world also underwent a notable change this year.

(End of Chapter)