The further he advanced, the more scorching the air became.
Within this heat lay an unparalleled mental toxin, identical to the slow-acting poison in Slaughter City—only far more concentrated.
At this moment, Dugu Feng once again clearly sensed the accumulated Killing Intent within his body. These strands of killing intent had originally appeared as faint white light.
But the scorching dark-red aura continuously attempted to merge with them—this was the hidden hand of the Rakshasa God.
Using mental toxins to provoke the killing intent of the Asura God's inheritor.
Causing them to gradually lose control until they were utterly consumed by the malevolent energy.
Dugu Feng's nerves were taut, with all his Soul Power concentrated into the Azure Phosphorus Scarlet Venom.
He gathered these toxins within his Martial Soul to resist the erosion of the mental poison.
Beneath him, the Emerald Dragon Snake emitted wisps of emerald radiance, also helping Dugu Feng maintain his clarity.
An hour later, an oval-shaped light screen appeared in midair.
This was the final trial—but for Dugu Feng, who could fly, the Road to Hell ended here.
With one swift dash, he retracted both Emerald Dragon Snakes just before entering the oval light screen.
His body, carried by momentum, plunged into the white radiance.
A sensation akin to traversing space and time enveloped him as Dugu Feng entered a peculiar dimension.
Surrounding him was a void of pure white.
Within this emptiness, the only thing Dugu Feng felt was an icy coldness. Instinctively, he sat cross-legged, using his Soul Power to resist.
Yet this coldness seemed to have found its target—like flying daggers, it pierced into Dugu Feng's body.
The killing intent within him was simultaneously triggered, forming a white ripple that clung to his body in a perfect circle.
It continuously absorbed the frigid energy.
But the cold aura was overwhelming—dozens of times greater than his accumulated killing intent.
Vast amounts of icy energy breached the circular barrier, flooding into his body and transforming it.
It was forging a Slaughter God Domain within him.
His mind, blood, flesh, and even his Martial Soul were all being reshaped.
As more of the cold energy seeped in, Dugu Feng became like a frozen statue—his thoughts immobilized, his consciousness completely lost.
He had no idea how much time had passed when he finally stirred awake.
The coldness had long since vanished, and not a trace of abnormality remained in his body.
Dugu Feng immediately focused inward to examine his killing intent.
In an instant, a surge of white light erupted from him. Once released, the light transformed into colorless ripples.
The ripples spread silently, enveloping the surroundings.
Domination! Control!
Yes—this was the sensation!
Dugu Feng felt as though everything around him was within his grasp.
Was this the Slaughter God Domain?
Within its range, every detail became crystal clear.
The two Emerald Dragon Snakes coiled around his wrists trembled violently.
Though the Slaughter God Domain wasn't targeting them, the oppressive aura still made them deeply uncomfortable.
Within the domain's range, an opponent's strength would automatically weaken by 10%, while his own mental power, physical strength, Soul Power, and Soul Skills would all be enhanced by 10%.
Against an opponent of equal strength, this created a direct 20% disparity.
Moreover, as the Slaughter God Domain grew, the percentages of weakening and enhancement could increase further.
This was a domain born purely for battle.
The amplification was just one aspect; what truly mattered was that it allowed him to control everything in battle.
With the Slaughter God Domain, no movement of his opponents could escape his perception—such was its formidable power.
Dugu Feng felt an overwhelming sense of exhilaration.
He had entered Slaughter City when he was just over eight years old and spent nearly two years there—faster than even Tang San—to obtain the Slaughter God Domain.
Moreover, his cultivation hadn't been neglected. His Soul Power had reached level 27, he had developed the Azure Phosphorus Scarlet Venom, his Nine-Section Jadeite had evolved into an Emerald Dragon Snake, and he had even acquired the Inner Core of a Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Serpent.
The gains from these two years were immense.
Recalling his experience in Slaughter City, Dugu Feng felt as though he had been dreaming.
The only regret was that the energy of his Core Pearl hadn't benefited much from Slaughter City.
It had increased by less than 23 points, reaching 62%.
He estimated it would take another two to three years to evolve into eight Core Pearls.
It seemed he would need to focus on nurturing his Core Pearls from now on.
Previously, he had speculated that pure energy and high-quality toxins could accelerate the energy condensation of the Core Pearl.
However, the slow-acting mental toxins in Slaughter City were actually the malevolent aura of the Rakshasa God, which Dugu Feng had deliberately avoided absorbing.
The Rakshasa God—he wanted nothing to do with that.
If, during his future divine inheritance, he were to be ambushed by this malevolent energy and end up like Tang Chen, it would be a joke.
It was time to plan for the Immortal Herb and see if it could speed up the energy condensation of his Core Pearl.
Ah, and then there were the Zhu sisters—they better cultivate diligently, or he would have to "motivate" them.
Dugu Feng pondered.
Star Luo City.
Zhu Family.
Outside a lavish room, rows of maids carried in various dishes—medicinal tonics, nourishing delicacies, rare and exquisite foods—everything one could desire.
At the dining table inside, two young women were devouring the feast with gusto.
Twenty plates of food were laid out before them, gradually emptied under their relentless pace.
These were none other than the sisters Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing, whom Dugu Feng had just been thinking about.
Over three years had passed since their Soul Duel in Suotuo City, and the sisters had grown significantly.
Especially the elder sister, Zhu Zhuyun, now seventeen and in the prime of her youth.
She wore a pink bib to avoid staining her clothes while eating—though it also served to support her ample bosom on the table, lest it tire her.
Every gesture of hers carried a hint of allure, and even while eating, she maintained a faint smile, clearly in good spirits.
Beside her, Zhu Zhuqing appeared even colder, creating a stark contrast between the sisters.
Only in their eating habits were they perfectly synchronized.
"Young Mistress, the Crown Prince is here!" A maid entered and announced to Zhu Zhuyun.
Zhu Zhuyun's brows instantly furrowed.
"Tell him I'm in seclusion."
"Zhuyun, why lie to me?" A loud voice interrupted as a golden-haired man barged in.
Tall and imposing, the man carried the arrogance of one accustomed to authority.
Dai Wei glanced at the plates on the table, momentarily stunned, but quickly turned his attention to Zhu Zhuyun.
"Zhuyun, you said you would meet me once my Soul Power caught up to yours. I broke through yesterday—I'm now level 44!"
Dai Wei declared proudly.
Three years ago, ever since Zhu Zhuyun returned from Suotuo City, Dai Wei had sensed a change in her.
She had become utterly obsessed with cultivation.
In the past, the two often met at various events, and Zhu Zhuyun was quite enthusiastic about attending all kinds of banquets in Star Luo City.
But since that incident, Zhu Zhuyun had become a recluse, never stepping out of her home.
Dai Wei, who could no longer see Zhu Zhuyun, grew furious.
The two were already engaged, and on top of that, Zhu Zhuyun was tall, fair-skinned, and had a perfect figure—qualities that had long made Dai Wei deeply infatuated with her.
To him, Zhu Zhuyun's change was like the sky falling.