Darkgolden Three-Headed Bat King!
Chen Feng instantly recognized the massive creature before him.
Though records about Slaughter City were sparse in later generations, they were not nonexistent. This beast was precisely the one Tang San and Hu Liena encountered during their trial.
And the method to kill it was clear—sever all three heads simultaneously.
Chen Feng pressed his body low, staying as close to the Hell Road as possible to avoid the Bat King's claws as it swooped overhead.
He spread his Eight Spider Lances, and as the beast passed, he shot forward, deliberately displaying panic, as if desperately trying to flee—an intentional bait.
Sure enough, the Dark Golden Bat King missed its strike and immediately shrieked in fury.
It turned around, preparing to strike again.
At that moment, Chen Feng mentally triggered the mark on his forehead.
If he could activate the Light of the Asura, he could end this swiftly.
Buzz—!
With a mere thought, the crimson arcane mark lit up without even needing spirit power. A dark red glow radiated outward.
"It worked!"
Ecstatic, Chen Feng turned and directed the Light of the Asura toward the Bat King.
Unfortunately, he couldn't control it freely—the divine light hovered only about three meters around him, unable to extend further. It seemed to exist solely to protect him for now.
Still, it was more than enough.
The sudden radiance caused the massive Bat King to shriek in fear.
It frantically retracted its wings and attempted to soar over him to escape.
But just as it flew overhead—
The Seven Kill Sword pierced upward!
A flicker of cold blue light flashed—so fast it was nearly invisible.
In that instant, all three heads of the Darkgolden Three-Headed Bat King were cleanly severed along a perfect line and dropped away.
Its enormous body, still propelled forward, hurtled directly toward the Hell Road.
"Damn it!"
Chen Feng quickly channeled his spirit power and summoned the Seven Kill Sword beneath him, leaping atop it to ride.
At the same time, the Bat King's corpse slammed into the fragile bridge—
With a thunderous crack, a large section of the Hell Road collapsed, plunging into the abyss.
Chen Feng flew across the gap on his sword, exhaling in relief.
While soul skills couldn't be used in Slaughter City, fortunately, soul power wasn't restricted. Otherwise, he would've been done for.
Flying with the sword consumed a lot of energy, and according to his memory, a serpent awaited him further ahead.
Once he crossed the destroyed section, he landed again, conserving soul power and continuing on foot.
An hour passed.
The air grew increasingly hot. The dark red light from the abyss below grew brighter, even visible without his Heavenly Eye.
Thanks to his experience with Blazing Apricot Immortal Herb, Chen Feng remained composed.
But based on the environment, he could tell—any ordinary soul master reaching this point would've already been broken by the heat alone.
Ssshhh—
Suddenly, a pair of burning red eyes glowed ahead.
Coiled along the narrow path was a massive serpent, its gaze locked on Chen Feng, tongue flicking out menacingly.
Its evil presence was even more disturbing than the bat king.
As it began slithering forward, its body revealed nine grotesque bulges on its head and back—fleshy red tumors, pulsing with flowing blood.
"The Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Serpent."
Chen Feng had expected this.
This creature, recorded in the future Tang Sect texts, was not a typical Douluo Continent spirit beast—it was a wicked beast from primordial times.
Fortunately, Asura's Light suppressed all things evil.
The white runic patterns lit up.
Killing intent condensed into a single point, like an invisible blade formed from icy death.
Hiss—!
Even the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Serpent recoiled in discomfort at the chilling aura.
From a distance, it suddenly spat a stream of blazing red fire.
The ground ahead instantly became scorched and unusable.
Chen Feng took a deep breath and raised the Seven Kill Sword, drawing in the air.
Seven Kill Sword Technique: Seven Strokes of Death.
In a fluid motion, he drew the character for "Kill" in the air.
The killing intent surged into the character, emitting an eerie cold light that clashed violently with the serpent's fire.
ZING!
A sharp metallic hum cut through the space—
The blazing fire was immediately driven back by the deadly stroke.
"Gwaaah!"
The serpent screeched like a wailing infant.
The nine red tumors on its back pulsed and burst simultaneously, spraying out golden-red fluid.
Rather than scatter, the fluid converged mid-air, rapidly compressing into a glowing orb the size of a fist—
It collided directly with Chen Feng's sword stroke.
Now!
Chen Feng activated the crimson rune on his forehead again—
Asura's Light erupted, extending in a three-meter radius around him.
Leaping forward, he closed the distance and approached the golden-red orb.
Bathed in divine light, the orb immediately dimmed and crumbled, falling into Chen Feng's hands without resistance.
Losing that core, the Ten-Headed Serpent's aura instantly collapsed.
"Cleave!"
With one swing of the Seven Kill Sword, Chen Feng's body accelerated.
Like lightning, he sliced directly through the serpent's body.
The next second—
Countless chunks of flesh exploded outward, scattering in the air before completely disintegrating.
Landing gracefully, Chen Feng didn't spare a glance.
He turned and kept walking—his pace calm and firm.
After easily clearing two trials, his mood lightened slightly.
But as the journey continued and the distance grew, the oppressive heat intensified.
Even Chen Feng began to feel irritated.
The atmosphere here was strange—thick and suffocating.
Though the white killing aura helped ward off the effects, it couldn't fully purify the air.
He had already been walking the Hell Road for four full hours, and yet, darkness still stretched ahead.
He bit the tip of his tongue sharply.
The sting helped clear his mind.
He knew—the longer he lingered here, the deeper the influence would sink into his soul, until finally… he would lose himself completely.
On either side of the narrow path, the blood sea roiled below, glowing like molten lava.
Even with his firm will, Chen Feng felt dizzy and dazed.
But he gritted his teeth and pressed forward.
Half an hour later—
A white oval light curtain appeared ahead.
The exit had finally revealed itself.
The Hell Road ended there.
Beyond it lay an endless sea of blood, spanning a thousand meters across.
The boiling plasma bubbled and churned, forming a vast, impassable chasm.