Chapter 155: Tang Hao Stirs Up Chaos in the Killing City

Soon, Tang San, under Tang Hao's lead, arrived at a very eerie small town.

When the two reached the tavern in the town center, the scene was highly unusual; apart from the server, there were only a few men who looked extremely fierce.

After Tang Hao ordered two Bloody Marys, the server promptly brought them.

Tang San had never been exposed to much killing or blood in his life, and upon tasting the Bloody Mary he vomited violently, for who in their right mind would drink human blood, and his reaction drew a chorus of jeers.

But before Tang San could slay all the people mocking him, the server spoke first.

"Sir, if you wish to go to the Killing City, I can assure you that you will all be able to enter, but the Killing City is extremely dangerous; you must think it through carefully."

Tang San heard the server's words; although he despised the surrounding crowd, thinking each of them was doomed to die, he still restrained his impulse and followed the server's suggestion.

Meanwhile, Tang Hao, standing nearby, was unusually puzzled; entering the Killing City had never been that easy before, so why did the Killing City now feel so strange?

Originally, Tang Hao intended to have Tang San undergo trials within the Killing City, but now, finding the Killing City somewhat abnormal, he secretly followed Tang San's party into it.

Yet after Tang Hao entered the Killing City, he was utterly astonished.

The Outer City of the Killing City indeed showed no change, still a bunch of idle, death-waiting folk; for those who must donate two Bloody Marys each month, it truly makes no difference from simply awaiting death.

But entering Nei Cheng felt eerie; the Nei Cheng, which once housed tens of thousands, now appeared terribly desolate, perhaps only a few thousand residents in total.

Especially when Tang Hao arrived at the Hell Killing Ground, the surrounding scent of blood felt oddly familiar; the entire Hell Killing Ground exuded a pungent bloody odor, and even the spectator stands seemed drenched in fresh blood.

Tang Hao, a Killing God who had once walked the Hell Road, naturally understood the situation better, and only when the Hell Killing Ground records a hundred victories does such a condition arise.

Without a word, Tang Hao went straight to the Killing King.

The Killing King said oddly: "Killing God, why are you back in the Killing City today? Did you suffer too much in your external hunts, and now want to retire in the Killing City?"

"As long as you return to the Killing City, no one will ever be able to catch up with you; within this Killing City you will be absolutely safe."

Tang Hao's face darkened: "Killing King, I'm not back to argue with you; what exactly has happened in the Killing City, and why are there so few people now?"

The Killing King smiled: "Isn't that obvious? You should have experience in this matter."

Tang Hao gritted his teeth: "Has the Killing City reopened the Hell Road and spawned a new Killing God? Yet given the Killing City's difficulty, no one should be able to pass it easily."

The Killing King nodded: "Indeed, as you suspect, after all these years another person entered the Hell Road, but unfortunately you are a bit late; that person has been on the Hell Road for several days already."

Tang Hao said: "So you opened the Hell Road, turning most of Nei Cheng's inhabitants into sacrifices, and you lowered the recent entry standards for the Killing City; no wonder one can enter the Killing City from the tavern without a fight, even without drinking a Bloody Mary."

The Killing King showed a faint smile: "Among those who just entered the Killing City, there was one whose martial soul is the Clear Sky Hammer—must be your son. Unfortunately you're a bit late; given how few people are in the Killing City now, your son will probably need more time."

Tang Hao's face darkened at this; normally, to complete a hundred rounds of the Hell Killing Ground, one must kill nine hundred people, let alone the usual large-scale battles.

Consider that when he first passed the Killing City's trials, he had to kill at least ten thousand people; now the entire Nei Cheng of the Killing City probably has only a few thousand residents.

Now that there are hardly any people left, how can Tang San undergo the Killing City's harsh training, and who could provide victims for him to kill?

If Tang Hao had arrived at the Killing City earlier, his strength might have prevented the opening of the Hell Road, but now it's too late; the Killing City has almost no people left.

After a long silence, Tang Hao spoke: "Killing King, who is the one that obtained the Killing God Domain this time?"

The Killing King replied: "That concerns the Killing City's privacy; it's inconvenient to tell an outsider. Moreover, that person may not have traversed the Hell Road, and I myself don't know the details."

Tang Hao's face tightened: "What do you mean? The Hell Road normally has a time limit; could this person stay on the Hell Road indefinitely?"

The Killing King shook his head: "The Hell Road is special; even you and I cannot arbitrarily delve deeper. I can only sense that the person is still within the Hell Road, but its trials have not ceased."

Tang Hao was very puzzled, yet at this moment he didn't know what to say.

After much internal calculation, Tang Hao said: "I will take my son away from here; since no one can now undergo training or trials here, my son has no reason to stay."

The Killing King snorted coldly: "That goes against the Killing City's rules; aside from traversing the Hell Road, no one may leave, not even your son."

Tang Hao shouted angrily: "Do you think you alone can stop me?"

The Killing King cackled: "Killing God, don't think your reputation outside matters, and don't think being of the Clear Sky Sect lets you disregard my Killing City; within this Killing City, I am the true ruler."

Tang Hao's face darkened: "Then let strength speak; I'll see if you can stop me."

As Tang Hao's words fell, he prepared to dash away from here toward Tang San.

But the Killing King could not tolerate Tang Hao's reckless move; if anyone learned that someone could leave the Killing City at will, it would tarnish his authority.

The Killing King surged forward at incredible speed, producing a blood-red longsword over two meters long, exuding an extremely terrifying bloody aura.

Tang Hao's face showed surprise; though confident in his own strength, he recognized the sword's terrifying power, which could even faintly suppress his Killing God Domain.

Yet Tang Hao's face radiated unbridled arrogance as he brandished the black Clear Sky Hammer, surrounded by blood-red aura, and displaying two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red Soul Rings.

No Soul Rings appeared on the Killing King's blood-red longsword, as if it were completely unrelated to a martial soul.

When Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer clashed with the Killing King's blood-red longsword, both instantly recoiled dozens of meters.

Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer proved stronger than the Killing King had imagined, and even more domineering.

But Tang Hao himself fared poorly; the Clear Sky Hammer seemed to have taken a heavy blow, and Tang Hao's body likewise felt as if struck hard.

Both, unwilling to yield, raced toward each other, the Clear Sky Hammer and blood-red longsword colliding rapidly, causing the Killing City itself to tremble with the impact.

After countless successive strikes, Tang Hao employed the Seventh Soul Skill Spirit Avatar, slamming a hammer with full force; not even the Killing King, let alone the entire Hell Killing Ground, seemed to hold together.

Before the Killing King could react, Tang Hao had already retreated swiftly.

Tang San, who had been preparing for training, suddenly saw darkness and instantly lost consciousness.

Tang Hao then seized Tang San and left the Killing City; the Killing King, though unwilling, ultimately gave up the chase.

Given their strengths, a quick decision was impossible; Tang Hao, also a Killing God, could use soul skills in the Killing City, whereas the Killing King himself could not, putting him at a disadvantage.

Nevertheless, the Killing King appeared unusually ruthless: "Tang Hao, remember this— the Killing City will no longer welcome members of the Clear Sky Sect; if anyone dares to intrude, I will ensure you die without a burial place."

After Tang Hao led Tang San out of the Killing City, they finally found a clearing; once he set Tang San down, he spat a mouthful of fresh blood.

Tang Hao already bore injuries, and after battling the Killing King his body was further strained.

Especially since the Killing King's power was terrifying, his blood-red longsword was exceedingly sharp; even the Clear Sky Hammer struggled to resist, and after repeated clashes Tang Hao's body was heavily wounded.

Yet Tang Hao had no other option; without bringing Tang San to the Killing City, Tang San would need five to seven years to attain the Killing God Domain among the few remaining people, wasting his prime cultivation time.

After a while, Tang San slowly regained consciousness, but upon seeing his surroundings he was again startled.

"Father, wasn't I inside the Killing City? How am I out again?"

Tang Hao shook his head: "Xiao San, a major event has occurred in the Killing City; a new Killing God was born there, and at least seventy percent of the Fallen have been killed or wounded. The remaining few cannot meet your training needs, so rather than waste time in the Killing City, it's better to pursue other cultivation."

Tang San had great trust in Tang Hao and hurriedly said, "Thank you for father's arrangement; I will definitely work hard on cultivation."

However, after careful observation, Tang San found that Tang Hao's condition seemed much worse than before; after all, Tang Hao was a Title Douluo, and hardly anyone in the world should be able to harm him.

Tang San immediately grasped Tang Hao's hand, and in an instant felt the injuries on his body; his complexion changed at once: "Father, how did you get such severe wounds? Who injured you?"

Tang Hao shook his head: "You don't need to worry about that now; these injuries are old wounds, I've gotten used to them long ago."

Tang San's eyes reddened, and he actually knelt down: "Father, you must take care of your health, don't overexert yourself, and don't easily fight others; you know I'm left with only you as a relative—if something happens to you, what will I do?"

Tang Hao sighed: "Little San, I'm really fine; Killing City can no longer give you training experience. From now on I intend to rearrange and plan your training, and the danger level will definitely not be lower than Killing City; you must be mentally prepared."

(End of chapter)