In an uninhabited forest stood a strange, deserted city.
Even before entering it, you could feel the gloomy and overcast atmosphere.
There were shadows in the city, and you could see many people. Even from a distance, you could feel the chilling aura radiating from them. There was even a faint smell of blood in the air.
After standing outside the city for a while, Qian Daoliu stepped into the city, covering his nose.
As soon as he entered, he immediately drew the attention of the passersby.
"Oh, another newcomer."
"She looks pretty, but I wonder if she'll survive well."
"Hahaha, what's the point of surviving well? You'll probably die soon."
"Look at that smooth skin and tender flesh—still a virgin, perhaps!!!"
All kinds of wicked, lewd, and filthy voices kept ringing out. Even though Qian Daoliu had cultivated himself for decades, he still couldn't suppress his anger.
Although it had been a long time since he'd been here, this Slaughter City was still disgusting.
"Get out."
Qian Daoliu said coldly.
However, the people watching him didn't leave after hearing this. Instead, they burst into wild laughter.
"Oh, oh, oh, a girl telling us to get lost?"
"Haha, I don't see how capable you are, but you're certainly feisty."
"Let me pry open her mouth and see if she can still moan."
"A Bloody Mary made from a girl's blood must taste delicious!!!"
Amid the laughter, a sharp knife suddenly appeared in the hands of a burly man, and he rushed toward Qian Daoliu in an instant.
Under his lead, the crowd began attacking Qian Daoliu.
This was just the entrance to Slaughter City, yet the people here already treated killing as instinct. Qian Daoliu had only said "get out," and they attacked him in a group.
A rolling killing intent, mixed with the stench of blood, surged toward Qian Daoliu.
If an ordinary person were here, they would have been frightened by this murderous aura and collapsed.
Unfortunately for them, they were facing the Angel Douluo.
From the very beginning, he had been an Elder of the Spirit Hall with blood on his hands. In his youth, Qian Daoliu was known as the first executioner of the Spirit Hall.
After retiring, he cultivated himself and raised his grandson. Killing had long been something he left behind.
His dignified appearance in recent years made it impossible for people to associate him with the blood-soaked executioner.
But today, here, he finally didn't have to maintain the noble image of the Spirit Hall.
Qian Daoliu showed a grim smile. Eight black rings and one red ring—his nine spirit rings erupted.
Those rushing toward him saw the terrifying ratio of his spirit rings, and their faces immediately changed.
But before they could even scream, golden spirit power exploded from Qian Daoliu, with him as the center.
In an instant, the streets of the entire city were covered with broken limbs and internal organs, and the gushing blood sprayed the entire street red.
The strong smell of blood instantly filled the air. Those who were not directly killed were terrified by the horrific scene and fled like rats.
A Titled Douluo!
The terrifying combination of eight black rings and one red ring made these villains—who killed without blinking—completely powerless to resist.
Crunch—
Crunch—
Qian Daoliu stepped into the bloody mud.
This long-lost feeling brought his thoughts back to decades ago.
Back then, he and Tang Chen were known as the two peaks of the soul master world, called "invincible under the heavens" by outsiders.
At that time, he and Tang Chen carried out missions to kill evil soul masters across the continent. Many soul masters who committed heinous crimes died at their hands.
What impressed him most was his proposal to awaken spirits for civilians free of charge. As a result, he was besieged by the royal families of the two empires—ten Titled Douluo in total.
In that battle, he made the Spirit Hall famous.
From then on, both empires lost their confidence and no longer dared to provoke the Spirit Hall. They obediently cooperated with the Spirit Hall to recruit civilian soul masters.
At that time, just like now, he stepped over the severed limbs of ten Titled Douluo and walked out of a pool of blood.
"This is truly a long-lost comfort."
Qian Daoliu's body remained spotless. Although he walked through this bloody hell, no trace of blood stained his clothes.
He walked into a filthy bar.
The patrons who were still drinking and discussing what had just happened stood up and fled the moment they saw him enter.
Qian Daoliu gave them a faint glance, and the group of people obediently sat back down, trembling like quails, not daring to say a word.
The arrogant bartender asked with a trembling voice,
"Excuse me, do you want a Bloody Mary?"
"Oh? Made with your blood?"
"Sir…"
"Haha, open the door for me and don't talk nonsense, or I'll turn you into a Bloody Mary."
Qian Daoliu's request didn't follow the rules of Slaughter City.
But the bartender didn't dare to disobey and could only pull the lever behind the bar.
The bar shifted aside on its own, revealing a dark hole beneath it, and a cold, frightening wind blew from the hole.
Everyone saw a flash before their eyes, and Qian Daoliu's figure disappeared from the bar.
It was pitch black inside the hole.
But such darkness posed no obstacle for Qian Daoliu.
After walking 1,412 steps, he turned a corner, and a faint light appeared, followed by a door with intricate patterns carved into it, appearing before him.
A suffocating murderous aura suddenly pressed down on him.
Unlike the murderous aura in the city, this aura actually suppressed Qian Daoliu's power.
"Disgusting aura."
Qian Daoliu snorted coldly, and golden light shone from his entire body.
As a descendant of the Angel God, he naturally knew that this was not an ordinary murderous aura but the power of the Shura God.
Sensing the Angel God's presence, the Shura power took the initiative to attack.
However, the Angel God's power was rooted in Qian Daoliu, and with his level 99 spirit power, the Shura God's power was expelled from his body in an instant.
From then on, the Shura God's power could no longer suppress Qian Daoliu's soul power.
His level 99 soul power surged like a bright light in the darkness, shocking the villains throughout Slaughter City, who all prostrated on the ground, trembling all over.
"Who dares to come to my Slaughter City seeking death!!!"
A furious roar echoed from the depths of Slaughter City.
A blood-red figure, as if teleporting, rapidly enlarged before Qian Daoliu's eyes.
Seeing his towering figure, pale face, and red eyes, Qian Daoliu sighed.
"Long time no see, my old brother."
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