Chapter 30: A Deceptive Oath on the Road to Hell
Qin Xuan smiled faintly, "Where there is light, there will be darkness. Slaughter City and our Spirit Hall have had a cooperative relationship since ancient times. I believe this relationship will continue."
"You, the King of Slaughter, will remain the king here forever."
The King of Slaughter shook his head. "That's not enough. Your potential and talent are unprecedented. I need you to swear, in the name of Spirit Hall and in the name of your Angel God." He emphasized the word "God."
As for the fallen people around them, they no longer mattered. Originally, the king had planned to leave some blood for the Slaughter City and not open the Road to Hell. However, since these people knew so many "secrets," they would have to die regardless.
"Of course, but I also have a condition: I need to go through the Road to Hell," Qin Xuan replied. He smiled, put away his Seraphim martial soul, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed he had finally scared off the "old bat."
The King of Slaughter swept his bloodshot eyes over the fallen people and smiled coldly. "That is only natural."
"Then I will swear now." Qin Xuan's right hand, hidden in his sleeve, was still holding the Mo Ya character recruitment card. With his left hand, he extended 3 fingers. Without relaxing his vigilance, he began to swear.
"I, Qian Xuntian, swear by my family's martial soul, the Seraphim, and in the name of the God of Angels, that as long as the King of Slaughter opens the Road to Hell for me and never becomes an enemy of Spirit Hall, then he will always be the king here, and Slaughter City will always be his kingdom. If I break this oath, may I not die a good death. May my martial soul be shattered, and may I be punished by heaven and earth."
Qin Xuan had no intention of killing the King of Slaughter, let alone destroying Slaughter City—at least not now. Of course, this was only if the old bat didn't commit suicide. Otherwise, Qin Xuan wouldn't mind replacing the king and completely taking control of Slaughter City. After all, it was Qian Xuntian who swore the oath. What did it have to do with him, Qin Xuan?
"Then I wish you a safe and successful journey."
After receiving the oath from Qian Xuntian, the King of Slaughter finally showed a relieved and satisfied smile on his pale face. He threw the token back to Qin Xuan. He no longer doubted whether Qin Xuan could make it through the Road to Hell. A genius with twin martial souls—one of which was a divine martial soul, the Seraphim—who won 100 consecutive victories in the Hell Killing Field in just 1 year was sure to succeed.
If someone with such talent and strength couldn't get through the Road to Hell, then no one could.
Compared to the Rakshasa God, who had abandoned Slaughter City countless years ago, the King of Slaughter finally chose the promise given by the "future Angel God" in front of him. Little did he know that the name Qian Xuntian was fake, the Seraphim martial soul was fake, and the twin martial souls were even more fake. The real reason Qin Xuan had achieved 100 consecutive victories in just 1 year was his own strength.
His [Phoenix Fire] could protect him from miasma, and the healing items he bought from the system mall, such as Detoxification Pills, Coagulation Powder, and Bone-Mending Pills, all played an important role. Without them, even he wouldn't have been able to survive in Slaughter City for a full year.
"Then I also wish the King of Slaughter a long and prosperous reign," Qin Xuan said, flattering him at the right moment. The two exchanged pleasantries for a while.
Finally, with all the fallen dead in the Hell Killing Field, the Road to Hell was opened. Qin Xuan stood in the bat-shaped magic circle and disappeared.
When he reappeared, he was on a circular platform with a diameter of about 5 meters. The surroundings were a faint blood-red, and beyond the platform was an abyss. The only way forward was a narrow path less than 0.5 feet wide, just wide enough for his feet, leading into the darkness.
"I expected this, but it still sends a shiver down my spine," Qin Xuan said as he walked to the edge of the platform and looked into the abyss. He smiled wryly and shook his head. He had no intention of stopping to catch his breath. With his mental strength highly concentrated, he leaped onto the narrow path, sensing everything around him and moving forward quickly.
He knew that the longer he stayed in this hellish place, the more dangerous it would become. The true terror of the Road to Hell was not the Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King or its minions, nor the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Serpent. It was the Road to Hell itself.
The air was filled with toxins from Bloody Mary at all times. The toxins here were far more concentrated than in the Hell Killing Field. Although his [Phoenix Fire] could isolate the miasma, if he were to stop and regulate his breathing, he would inevitably inhale the poisonous gas. Even with Detoxification Pills, it was impossible to eliminate all the poison quickly. The effort was not worth the reward. It was better to wait until his Soul power was exhausted and use the [Rejuvenation Pill] from the large turntable. There was no need to save it in a place like this.
After walking for several hundred meters, Qin Xuan slowed his pace until he could no longer see the circular platform when he looked back. At that moment, the uninvited guests, minions of the Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King, finally arrived. With a buzzing sound, a group of red shadows rapidly approached.
As they got closer, the flying creatures could be seen clearly. They were vampire bats, exactly like the patterns on the magic circle that opened the Road to Hell. Each one was at least a foot long, with a wingspan of more than a meter, and there were thousands of them.
"They're finally here. This is a great opportunity to practice my skills on you," Qin Xuan said, unafraid. He reached for the Storage Soul Guide at his waist and took out a sword box. It was wide and long, nearly as tall as he was. He gave it a shake.
A metallic "creaking" sound was heard.
Bang! The Wushuang Sword Box opened like a huge fan, revealing 12 famous swords: Yunsuo, Qingshuang, Raozhirou, Yuruyi, Fengxiao, Hongye, Hudie, Jueying, Pojie, Shasheng, Cang, and Mang. The second-ranked famous sword from The Song of Youth, the Daming Suzaku, which was similar to Qin Xuan's Everbright Sword, was sealed in an inner box.
Of course, with Qin Xuan's current level of cultivation, he wasn't able to open the inner box yet. He couldn't even use the 11th and 12th ranked famous swords, Cang and Mang.
As the saying goes, products produced by the system are always high-quality. The moment he touched the Wushuang Sword Box, he knew how to use a sword. He was surprised to find that the number of flying swords he could control was linked to his mental power.
A Soul Master could control 1 sword, a Great Soul Master could control 2, a Soul Elder could control 3, and a Soul Emperor could control 6. When one's mental power reached the Soul Saint stage, they could control 2 more flying swords for every level of enhancement.
With Qin Xuan's current mental power at the level of a Soul Douluo, he could control a maximum of 10 flying swords. To control all 12, his mental power would need to reach the Titled Douluo level. As for the 13th sword in the inner box, controlling it was not determined by mental power alone. It required him to reach a certain level of swordsmanship.
But this was enough. Compared to this fantasy world where even hidden weapons could be godkillers, the Wushuang Sword Box was more than sufficient.