Hearing Ye Yu ask if he could begin participating in the Hell Slaughter Arena, the veiled woman in black couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
"You can… but are you sure you want to join right now?"
"You know absolutely nothing about the situation in the Hell Slaughter Arena. Are you sure you don't want to watch a match first?"
"Besides, since today is the day you entered the Slaughter City, you're under the newcomer protection period."
"As long as you don't provoke or attack anyone first, no one is allowed to harm you."
"This is time meant for you to familiarize yourself with Slaughter City."
"But if you enter the Hell Slaughter Arena's Life-and-Death Spirit Battle now, your newcomer protection will be immediately revoked."
To this, Ye Yu merely smiled faintly and strode directly toward a brawny man holding a glass of Bloody Mary.
"I don't need any newcomer protection."
"I came to Slaughter City for one reason: the Hell Slaughter Arena. I came here for slaughter!"
"My spear has been itching for action!"
Ye Yu licked his lips, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.
After all, in Slaughter City, Spirit Abilities cannot be used, and the fights in the Hell Slaughter Arena are all life-or-death battles.
In Ye Yu's view, this was the perfect place to train his spear techniques and refine his combat instincts.
So he had already made up his mind:
While in the Hell Slaughter Arena, he would avoid summoning his Blue Silver Jade Tree Martial Soul.
Instead, he would rely solely on his Thunderous Hell Prison Spear, along with his self-created Spirit Skills such as Thunderburst Step, Thunder-Magnetic Body, Dominating Heaven, as well as Tang Sect techniques like Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, Controlling Crane, Capturing Dragon, and the half-completed Mysterious Jade Body.
He walked straight up to the towering man with a face full of scars and asked,
"That Bloody Mary—mind if I have it?"
The brawny man blinked in surprise, then sneered, his face contorting into a savage grin.
"Little brat! Are you looking to die!?"
Before the man could even summon his Martial Soul—
Ye Yu's figure vanished in a flash of lightning.
In the blink of an eye, the Thunderous Hell Prison Spear pierced through the man's chest, pinning him directly to the floor.
"If you won't give it to me, then I'll just help myself."
Ye Yu shook his head, holding the gleaming purple-gold Thunderous Hell Prison Spear in his right hand while calmly catching the Bloody Mary with his left—the same glass the man had let slip while dying.
The surrounding crowd's pupils constricted sharply, their hearts pounding with shock.
He hadn't even used a Martial Soul fusion, yet he moved with such deadly speed!
This pretty boy... was actually this strong!?
Even the black-veiled woman who had guided Ye Yu into Slaughter City was stunned.
She had assumed, based on his appearance, that his strength wouldn't amount to much.
Never did she expect this level of power.
After killing the man and claiming the Bloody Mary, Ye Yu didn't waste the corpse.
He summoned an External Spirit Bone, Demon Willow Fluff, and implanted it into the dead man's body.
The Spirit Power, flesh, and soul of the corpse were quickly devoured clean.
When the crowd saw the once-burly man reduced to a dry, withered husk in mere seconds, they recoiled in horror.
Evil Spirit Master!!
This pretty boy… is an Evil Spirit Master!
After putting the body to "efficient use," Ye Yu calmly walked up to the registration counter and placed both his identity token and the Bloody Mary on the table.
"I want to register for the Life-and-Death Spirit Battle."
"Understood!"
The staff member behind the counter immediately collected the Bloody Mary and, after recording Ye Yu's number, said:
"4396. You can enter the waiting area now."
"Once the other matched participants have arrived, someone will call you to take part in the Life-and-Death Spirit Battle."
Following the staff's direction, Ye Yu entered the wide rest area through a contestant tunnel.
Inside, rows of seats stretched out, occupied by hundreds of male and female Fallen Spirit Masters of all shapes and appearances.
Each one radiated a thick aura of bloodlust and madness. Some even exuded a frenzied insanity.
However, the waiting area was still far from full.
Ye Yu found a quiet spot and took a seat, waiting patiently.
About half an hour later, another staff member entered and called out loudly:
"Contestants 7733, 4789, 1000104396—"
"The ten of you, head to the Spirit Arena to participate in the Life-and-Death Spirit Battle!"
Hearing his number, Ye Yu stood up.
From various positions within the waiting room, nine other Fallen Spirit Masters also rose to their feet.
They exchanged cold glances, filled with murderous intent.
After all, only one person could walk away alive from this match.
Since Ye Yu was seated near the edge of the group, he followed last as they entered the combat arena.
The Hell Slaughter Arena was open-air.
In the center was a wide, circular fighting platform that took up more than half of the entire arena space, though it wasn't elevated.
Around it were stadium-like stepped seats filled with spectators, arranged in a radial formation.
Roughly a fifth of the seats were occupied, and the audience was filled with bloodthirsty excitement.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Start already!"
"What are you waiting for?!"
Deafening cheers and shouts filled the air.
When all ten contestants—Ye Yu included—stepped onto the arena floor, the announcer immediately bellowed:
"Begin the Life-and-Death Spirit Battle!!"
Unlike the official arenas in the outside world, where contestants were given thirty seconds to summon their Martial Souls...
In the Hell Slaughter Arena, there were no such rules.
The moment the word "Begin" is shouted, the battle is on.
If you don't summon your Martial Soul in time and die as a result—too bad!
Immediately, colorful bursts of spirit light erupted across the platform.
Ye Yu, pretending to summon a Martial Soul, simply withdrew the Thunderous Hell Prison Spear from his Jade Dragon Bracelet.
The other nine Fallen Spirit Masters wore savage expressions as they summoned their Martial Souls.
Some held Tool Spirits—massive cleavers, spears, daggers, and more.
Others entered Beast Spirit Possession, fusing with creatures like Bloodthirsty Demon Wolves, Ghost Leopard, and Dark Night Vultures.
Their cultivation levels ranged from Spirit Elders to Spirit Kings.
"That kid goes first!"
Seeing that Ye Yu was cleanly dressed, handsome, and exuded no killing intent, the others instantly judged him to be a rookie who had only recently arrived in Slaughter City.
A soft target.
Immediately, someone among the nine shouted ferociously.
The rest clearly agreed.
All of them—eyes bloodshot, faces twisted with cruel grins—charged at Ye Yu like a pack of hyenas.
But Ye Yu just smirked.
Holding the Thunderous Hell Prison Spear, he activated Thunderburst Step and Thunder-Magnetic Body, his body erupting with blinding arcs of lightning.
Simultaneously, he executed Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.
In the next moment—
Ye Yu vanished in a flash of thunder.
His figure flickered around the arena like a ghost.
In just a few heartbeats...
All nine Fallen Spirit Masters who had rushed him were skewered through the chest one by one, pinned to the ground by the Thunderous Hell Prison Spear.
Each collapsed in a pool of blood, dead before they hit the floor.
Around the arena, the crowd of Fallen Spirit Masters watched in stunned silence.
No way.
1v9?
And he just one-shot all of them?!