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After half a year, with the tireless efforts and earnest anticipation of the King of Killing, Xuan Ming's hundred-game winning streak in the Hell Killing Field was finally completed in an almost comical way.
In the last game, when the host announced in a trembling voice that [Yama] had achieved a hundred wins, the entire Hell Killing Field fell into an eerie silence, and then broke out into an unprecedented, fanatical cheer that almost blew the roof off!
The faces of the fallen in the stands were filled with genuine joy and... relief!
This plague god is finally leaving!
They no longer have to worry about being harvested while walking on the street!
The figure of the King of Slaughter appeared in the center of the venue almost instantly, with an almost flattering smile on his face. Where was the dignity of the ruler of the City of Slaughter?
"Congratulations! Congratulations to Yama for his hundredth victory! Congratulations to the Messenger of Hell for his hundredth victory!"
He spoke in a loud voice and even led the applause, as if he was afraid that Xuan Ming would regret it if he was a second late.
"You two are incredibly gifted, truly prodigies unseen in our Slaughter City in a thousand years! The waters here are shallow, and it's hard to trap a true dragon!"
He spoke quickly and urgently, not giving Xuan Ming and Hu Liena any time to react, as if he was afraid that they would stay and fight a few more rounds.
"You two have proven yourselves to be absolutely qualified to challenge Hell's Road! It is the only way to leave the City of Slaughter and the testing ground for the truly powerful!"
"I, the king, wish you both great luck in your martial arts, that you may successfully pass the Road to Hell, obtain the Realm of the God of Death, and leave this place to journey into a wider world!"
His tone was so sincere that it was almost exaggerated, and there was even a subtle hint of urging.
In the audience, all the fallen held their breath, their hearts frantically shouting a common refrain: Go! Go! Go!
Xuan Ming glanced expressionlessly at the poorly-acted King of Slaughter, then looked around at the spectators who were lining the streets to see him off.
He naturally understood the meaning behind all this.
The King of Slaughter saw that Xuan Ming and Hu Liena did not act immediately, as if he was afraid of complications, and a hint of determination flashed in his scarlet eyes.
He suddenly opened his arms, and a torrent of blood burst out from his body!
"Since you two have achieved your wishes, I will personally see you off. I will use the energy and blood of all the living beings here to open this hellish road for you! May you... have a safe journey!"
His voice became ferocious and fanatical, with a cruel excitement.
Before he finished speaking, the stands, which were completely enveloped by the strange red light, instantly turned into a crazy purgatory more terrifying than hell!
The fallen ones touched by the red light convulsed violently, and the last trace of rationality in their eyes was completely burned away, replaced by the madness of extreme pain and twisted bliss that was produced when the Bloody Mary toxin was detonated to the extreme!
"Aa ...
"Hahaha It's itchy! It's so itchy!"
The shrill screams and crazy laughter mixed together, making people shudder.
They began to scratch their skin frantically, their nails digging deep into the flesh, tearing open bloody wounds, as if countless insects and ants were gnawing at their bodies. Only by tearing themselves apart could they relieve the indescribable pain and numbness and itching.
Blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly dyeing every inch of the stands red.
The entire hell killing field instantly turned into a huge and bloody slaughterhouse, and they themselves were the slaughterers.
The suffocatingly strong smell of blood almost solidified into substance. Countless streams of life energy and blood seemed to be drawn by invisible forces, gushing out from the bodies of those self-harming and self-destructive degenerates, turning into sticky blood-colored streams that rushed and roared into the slowly opening entrance to the road to hell below the venue!
The King of Slaughter stood in the blood mist on the high platform, with his arms open, madly absorbing the energy condensed from countless lives and madness, and let out a comfortable and cruel roar.
To him, the lives of these fallen ones were like grass. Their only value was to serve as "fuel" to send Xuan Ming away and replenish the consumption of the Killing City!
Xuan Ming and Hu Liena stood in the center of the field, looking at this tragedy coldly, without any fluctuation on their faces.
After nearly three years in the City of Slaughter, they had already become accustomed to all kinds of cruelty and madness. Although the scene before them was extreme, it could not move them.
...
The danger of Hell Road is far beyond the outside world's imagination. The scorching air currents, narrow passages, and deadly traps are enough to kill any strong person.
However, for Xuan Ming and Hu Liena, these obstacles seemed to be ineffective.
Xuan Ming held the dark red blood spear that had devoured countless lives. Any evil spirits or traps that rushed towards him would often be crushed by the ferocious evil spirit emitted by the blood spear before they got close, or turned into ashes by Xuan Ming with a casual strike of the spear.
His strength seemed so incompatible and powerful on this road that tested killing and will, almost like a crushing force.
The broken body of the Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King had long since sunk into the Rock River, and the ancient beast that had dominated this place for who knows how many years - the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Snake - had now become a cold corpse.
The huge body collapsed beside the narrow path, and the ferocious head was completely annihilated by the extreme power of ice and fire, leaving only a fist-sized inner elixir emitting a fiery red glow and tremendous energy, which was taken into Xuan Ming's hand.
Hu Liena stood aside, breathing slightly. Although she did not directly face the main force of the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Snake in the previous battle, she had consumed a lot of energy in helping to resist its poisonous flames and sonic shocks.
Going further, a sea of blood appeared. The light of the exit was faintly visible not far away, carrying a breath of freedom.
Xuan Ming stopped.
His gaze was cast downwards, deep within the rushing river of lava and blood, to the source of endless evil and energy, the core of power that had been accumulated in the City of Slaughter for millennia.
He raised his hand, and the dark red blood spear quietly emerged.
Compared with half a year ago, it is more solemn. The dragon scale pattern on the spear body seems to be slowly wriggling like a living thing, and the dark red at the tip of the spear is so deep that it can devour the soul.
It no longer exuded a hungry buzz, but rather a kind of... almost full laziness, and a vague sense of dissatisfaction.
It's like just one bite is missing to make it completely perfect, but it's stuck there.
After six months of continuous killing, it was fed with a massive amount of life energy, but it still couldn't take that last half step.
Xuan Ming's ice-blue eyes stared at the vast, viscous, scarlet energy source below, which contained thousands of years of killing and desire.
"Quantitative change...leads to qualitative change."
The core blood pool of the City of Slaughter is an energy collection that gathers the soul power, vitality, and residual evil thoughts of countless fallen beings, as well as the Rakshasa God and the Asura God. Its size and purity are far beyond the reach of a single living being.
That final shortcoming seemed to require a huge amount of energy that was like a qualitative change.
Is this vast and boundless blood pool before us, which has accumulated energy for a whole thousand years, enough?
Once he thought of this, Xuan Ming no longer hesitated.
He waved his arm, and the blood spear turned into a dark red stream of light, breaking away from his control. Like a tired bird returning to its nest, or like a shark smelling blood, it shot straight into the lava blood river below, accurately piercing the core of the boiling and rolling scarlet energy!
"Xuan Ming?" Hu Liena asked in surprise, not understanding why he would throw such an important martial soul into that dangerous source of filth.
Xuan Ming did not answer, but just watched quietly.
The moment the blood spear sank into the blood pool—
The entire Hell Road, no, the entire underground core of the Killing City seemed to tremble violently!
The sticky pool of blood that was originally just rolling slowly suddenly boiled!
It was like boiling oil, or like a piece of ice water with a red-hot iron thrown into it, making a loud sizzling sound that shook the earth!
Endless scarlet energy, carrying with it thousands of years of accumulated murderous intent, desperate roars, and twisted desires, seemed to have found an outlet and rushed madly towards the seemingly inconspicuous blood spear!
The spear body of the blood spear instantly lit up with an unprecedented dazzling blood light, and those deep dragon scale patterns seemed to come alive, greedily devouring the incoming energy.
The extremely dark red tip of the spear spun wildly, forming a miniature black hole that plundered everything around it unscrupulously!
The blood pool was decreasing and becoming thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Deep in the City of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter, who was enjoying the tranquility after the sacrifice, suddenly stood up from the throne, his scarlet eyes filled with incredible horror and anger!
"No--!!!"
He felt that the foundation of the existence of the City of Slaughter, the source that maintained this area and provided him with power, was being frantically extracted and plundered by an extremely brutal force!
"Who is it?! Who is touching my blood pool?!!"
However, his roar could not reach Hell Road.
Xuan Ming stood at the edge, watching all this indifferently, feeling a long-lost, almost joyous tremor coming from the seemingly non-existent contract in his hand that was closely connected to the blood spear.
The blood spear was like a bottomless pit, madly devouring the energy accumulated over thousands of years.
Its original lazy atmosphere was swept away, replaced by an extreme greed and excitement!
It vibrated, hummed, and neighed with pleasure.
The dragon scale patterns on the spear became brighter and clearer, as if it were really covered with black dragon scales, exuding a ferocious and brutal aura.
That last bit of dissatisfaction is being rapidly filled by vast energy.
Xuan Ming could clearly feel that the Blood Spear was undergoing some fundamental transformation.
It is no longer just a martial spirit, but is evolving into something more terrifying and autonomous.
When the energy of the blood pool was extracted by nearly half, the blood spear suddenly let out a sharp whistle that pierced the soul!
Buzz——!!!
A dark red beam of light shot up into the sky, instantly breaking through the obstacles of the Road to Hell, and even briefly breaking through the dim red sky above the City of Slaughter!
In the beam of light, the shape of the blood spear began to become blurred, as if it was melting and then reorganizing.
Finally, all the strange phenomena suddenly converged.
The pool of blood became dark and thin, almost to the bottom.
The blood spear was quietly suspended above the remaining blood-colored energy. The spear body was pitch black and the tip was dark red, like a sleeping prehistoric beast.
It was more ancient than before, its aura completely restrained, but Xuan Ming's feeling of connection with it was clearer and more...powerful than ever before.
It is finally "full".
Xuan Ming's mind moved, and the blood spear turned into a stream of light and returned to his hand in an instant.
The moment you start using it, you'll feel a sense of blood connection and the ability to control it with ease. At the same time, there's also a surge of pure, vast, and powerful energy that far exceeds anything you've experienced before.
But, I still feel like something is missing...
"Let's go."
Xuan Ming put away the blood spear and said to Hu Liena who was staring at him in amazement, then turned and walked towards the bright exit that represented freedom.