[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi":3,"chapter-douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-193":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Douluo: The Exiled Immortal Descends, Sword and Wine Slay the Gods",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1550658,2014,"Chapter 193 - 193 — The Sacred Ground for Tempering Skill, and the Battle with the Slaughter King for Dominion over Blood","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-193",193,"\u003Cp>The Hell Slaughter Arena is centrally located in the Inner City, divided into four major sections: East, West, South, and North.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If combined, it practically swallows a third of the Inner City's territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deep within the circular arena's walls,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>countless bones were fused into the very foundations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The suffocating stench of blood that filled the entire city—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>this was its origin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian paused briefly at the entrance gate of the Slaughter Arena, then stepped inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rules of the Slaughter Arena were simple and brutal:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten entered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter the means — only one survived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hundred consecutive victories,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and the winner would earn the right\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>to knock upon the gates of the Hell Road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It sounded simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with every victory, the opponents grew fiercer,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>more ruthless, more skilled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the final rounds,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it was not uncommon to wait months\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>for a truly even match—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a duel to the death worthy of the name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Li Zhexian stepped across the threshold,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a thick, tangible darkness swallowed him whole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No light could pierce it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sound but his own footsteps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked dozens of steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When his last step fell, the darkness before him receded like a tide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before him appeared a vast square arena,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a kilometer across,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>surrounded by nothing but endless black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No referees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No audience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only ten figures on the stage—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>including Li Zhexian—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>each casting cold, murderous eyes toward the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence lasted a single heartbeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Die!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm the only one who gets to live!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The roar of madness tore through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spirit Power flared — some strong, some weak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But none could use Spirit Abilities here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the battle returned to its most primitive form:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bludgeoning with axes and hacking with blades!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flesh against flesh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp sword light cut through the murk,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>cold as frost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Colder still were the black eyes of the man who wielded it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian gripped the Qinglian Sword,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>its body sheathed in azure-golden swordlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing two fierce opponents who pounced at him, he lightly flicked his wrist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single horizontal cut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pfft—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The azure-gold light flashed and vanished. The sound was so faint it felt like an illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two men froze mid-charge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They looked down,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>as if puzzled—nothing seemed amiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sneer crept back onto their faces—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>they surged forward again—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, one step later—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both bodies suddenly lost balance and fell heavily to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In their shock, they looked back, only to see the lower half of their bodies still standing rigidly in their original spots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Great gouts of blood spewed from the severances. The two remaining torsos twitched, quickly losing all life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a flash, of the ten people... only four remained!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining three instantly exchanged glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a word,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>their Spirit Power surged in unison—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>all locking onto Li Zhexian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By their energy, each was merely at the Spirit Elder level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A combined assault like that—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Li Zhexian,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>they were nothing more than chickens and dogs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a mere thought,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the blood pooling at his feet—still warm—began to stir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It rose, quivering,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and formed into swords of coagulated crimson\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dim arena was lit with eerie, hellish red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood swords cut through the air, carrying sharp shrieks. Agonizing screams erupted almost simultaneously, then abruptly ceased, leaving three more mutilated corpses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this point, Li Zhexian stood alone on the dark arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He exhaled a cloud of foul air that smelled of rust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For ordinary Spirit Masters, with their Spirit Rings sealed, seven or eight parts of their combat strength are gone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But for those who have walked the sword path like me—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the balance tips the other way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Slaughter City, tempered by a thousand years…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>few have survived long enough to comprehend their own exclusive techniques.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But those who do—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>they are the true masters of skill.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Such people,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he whispered,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"can be called Technique Dao Experts.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like Feng Xiaotian's Thirty Six Successive Chops,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang San's Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and the various secret techniques of the Tang Sect —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>all fell within this path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian's eyes gleamed faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had fought countless battles,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>defied rank and realm again and again,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and carried his own pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Fourth Realm of Sword Dao…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Should be called Grandmaster of the Art.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This place…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>is the perfect ground to temper my path.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Sixth Form of the Qinglian Sword Song\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>must be forged in blood and fire!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That tavern owner and the veiled woman said I lacked killing intent…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that thought,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian's sword brows tightened sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze locked upon the crimson swords of blood still floating before him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>blades imbued with the mysterious power of the Fourth Sword Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, before his eyes, they began to dissolve—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>silently, as if melting into nothingness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>all the blood that had pooled across the arena floor\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>seemed to respond to some unseen summons,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>rushing downward, seeping into the ground, vanishing without a trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Between his brows, behind the mask,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a faint mark in the shape of a Qinglian Sword flared to life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His black robes billowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The full might of the Fourth Realm's sword intent poured forth—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A storm of pure, swird intent spread out from him like a hurricane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood that had begun to sink into the ground\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>was forcefully dragged back by that terrifying sword intent,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>slowly condensing once more into gleaming crimson swords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From deep below, an immense, unseen power surged upward,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>shattering the blood swords instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two forces clashed in violent struggle—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the sword intent and that invisible dominion pulling against each other,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>as the blood writhed between coagulation and dissolution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian gritted his teeth,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>veins bulging at his temples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pouring out his sword intent without restraint\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>left his vision swimming, his breath ragged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood swords disintegrated completely,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>falling as a rain of blood that splattered across the stone floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, the blood slithered away like serpents returning to their nest,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>soaking into the ground and vanishing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian breathed heavily, eyes narrowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Slaughter City lives upon blood itself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Fourth Realm — \"All Becomes the Sword.\"' —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>can it truly contest the Slaughter King for dominion over blood?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's a shame the Fourth Sword Realm is still lacking the power to reach the desired goal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a bitter, iron-scented wind howled through the dark arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian knew—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the arena was casting out its victor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned without hesitation,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and stepped once more into the clinging black passageway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few dozen breaths later,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he emerged before the gates once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dim sky made him squint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All around the gate,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>bloodshot eyes gleamed in the shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those eyes... were like jackals discovering prey, filled with bloodthirsty madness and greed, staring intently at every person who emerged from the Slaughter Arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few figures stumbled out of the gate, their aura feeble—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and before they could take more than two steps,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a dozen others lunged after them with savage grins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian walked forward calmly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>expressionless,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>each stride steady and deliberate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many of those predatory gazes shifted toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not flinch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, his cold eyes cut back at them—sharp as swords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the normalcy of the Hell Slaughter Arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One survivor out of ten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To walk out alive was not the end—only the beginning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond the gates,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>one had to guard against the packs of wolves that waited in ambush.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless, of course—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You had a companion worth trusting with your life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But here,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>in this city where every wicked thought of the world had gathered—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>trust was the greatest luxury of all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To say it harbors filth and wickedness... is insufficient to describe the Slaughter City...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhexian raised his right hand slightly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buzz—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Qinglian Sword appeared in his grip,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>its blade wrapped in swirling azure-golden flames of sword intent,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>glimmering with a chilling radiance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under countless gazes that instantly turned fearful, Li Zhexian not only did not retreat but flashed forward, actively charging toward the covetous \"hunters.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slash—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slash—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The azure-gold sword light wove a deadly lattice through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everywhere it passed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>fountains of blood burst open like crimson blossoms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hunters who moments ago leered like wolves\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>now screamed in terror,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>their laughter replaced by shrieks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They scattered like an ant colony sprayed with boiling water,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>fleeing in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where the sword pointed—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>wolves and jackals fled!\u003C\u002Fp>",1416,"2026-06-06T07:17:02.445Z",1,"novelbin.me","6c46389aeb469f9419f53ff9e26e6234da6f8ccf49dcdef96c19333749d9bff1","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-194","douluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-chapter-192",442,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdouluo-the-exiled-immortal-descends-sword-and-wi-cover.jpg"]