The King of Slaughter and the cold woman were incredulous. How could this be possible, walking the Hell Road as if it were a mere street?
Although it was unbelievable, seeing Ye Yu come out so quickly and unscathed, they were extremely shocked. Could such a difficult Hell Road be so easy for him?
Despite their surprise, they couldn't ask more questions.
"Then I'll be leaving first."
Ye Yu still obtained the Slaying God Domain, a domain with the ability to boost one's own strength, increasing base strength by ten percent while weakening the opponent's strength by ten percent. It would enhance as the Martial Soul grew.
The current limit of the Slaying God Spirit Realm is a twenty percent increase. Right now, Ye Yu uses the Slaying God Domain to enhance his own strength by fifteen percent and weaken the opponent's strength by fifteen percent.
This Spirit Realm also contains a skill, Slaughter Assault, which locks onto a target, increases attack power by thirty percent, and speed by one hundred percent.
Therefore, possessing the Slaying God Domain has elevated Ye Yu's strength significantly. Even though it took two years to advance two levels, Ye Yu now at level sixty-five, with the increase from two years of slaughter and the Slaying God Domain along with all his trump cards, Ye Yu is confident that he can contend with a Level 88 Soul Douluo, equating to the power of a Level 88 Soul Douluo.
Two years ago, Ye Yu's own strength was equivalent to a Level 85 Soul Douluo, now equivalent to Level 88. Though it's just three levels, it is an extremely terrifying improvement. After all, from Level 85 to Level 88, each level's advancement would take even geniuses several years, advancing three levels would require decades.
Ye Yu left the City of Slaughter, and as for whether Hu Liena would make it through, that's not something he needed to think about.
Ye Yu couldn't understand why Hu Liena had taken a liking to him. Was he too exceptional?
In any case, the Martial Soul Hall was his enemy. If she was willing to leave the Martial Soul Hall, then they could first be friends.
In matters of the heart, Ye Yu already knew there were four women who liked him. Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, Hu Liena, and...
Thinking of her, Ye Yu's eyes showed guilt as he looked deeply at the black velvet coat draped over him.
After leaving the City of Slaughter and wondering where to go, there was still a year until the date they agreed upon.
Ye Yu thought, why not go to the Xingdou Great Forest? As long as he didn't enter the core area, with his current strength, encountering a 90,000-year beast wouldn't be a problem for self-preservation.
Ye Yu thought of releasing the Origin of Evil upon arrival, then following Zi Ji to the territory of the Hell Demon Dragon Race. Their territory would certainly be suitable for cultivation.
However, at that moment, Ye Yu heard an excited voice.
Though it was ten thousand meters away, he could still hear it clearly.
"Not long ago, Kangkong discovered a door on this mountain, and the word 'God' is written on it. Quite a few people have gone in, should we also go? Who knows, it might be a divine relic, there will definitely be good things inside."
Upon hearing this, Ye Yu approached cautiously, but didn't sense anything, surmising it was blocked off.
Moving closer, he came to a large mountain where he could see a black stone door ahead, with the word 'God' inscribed on it. Just one glance left one's mind shaken, causing others to feel apprehensive and reverent.
Due to his identity, Ye Yu wouldn't be intimidated, but inside, he was shaken, realizing this was not man-made.
"Then let's go in and have a look."
Ye Yu moved forward, and the instant he pushed the door, his body was uncontrollably sucked in.
Upon entering, there was no one in sight, it was dim all around with no end in sight, the sky was entirely black with no moon or stars, suffused with an extremely evil atmosphere.
This evil, though not as potent as the Origin of Evil, was still extremely malevolent.
There were many broken weapons stuck in the ground around, many skulls too, evidently it had been here for a long time, with many having visited, only to perish.
"Hmm?"
At that moment, Ye Yu saw more than a dozen people with blood-red eyes approaching, exuding a murderous aura, appearing somewhat deranged, as if walking like zombies, staggering.
Just as Ye Yu was about to take action, a middle-aged man in his forties approached, with an eye patch on his right eye, carrying a spear, standing tall with a resolute face, a scar running from above his right eye downward.
The man advised, "You can take action, but it's best not to use soul power, don't unleash your Martial Soul or Soul Techniques. Here, it's best to rely solely on physical strength."
Ye Yu curiously asked, "Oh? Why is that?"
"Let's settle these first, then I'll explain later. Just know that using soul power here is dangerous. When I first came in, I knew nothing, and ended up like this, unable to leave for five years. Before coming in, my right eye wasn't blind."
Ye Yu nodded, "Thank you for the warning."
"My outcome is already determined, using soul power won't make much difference now."
The man wielding a silver spear, the shaft encompassed by a silvery dragon, with a highly bright and sharp triangular spearhead.
He swung the spear into a slaughter, sweeping it across, and the over ten people were sent flying, landing dead.
Ye Yu could sense the strength of these people, merely Soul Venerable and Soul Sect levels, whereas this man was at least a Soul Saint.
After dealing with these people, the man frowned, saying, "Let's leave from here quickly, of course, I mean leaving the current spot we're at, not leaving this place entirely. Once you're in, it's nearly impossible to get out."
The man's words piqued Ye Yu's curiosity even more.
Ye Yu followed the man and said, "My name is Ye Yu, I'm sixteen this year, and you?"
"I'm Zhao Long, forty-five now. Before coming, I was a Level 69 Soul Emperor, now a Level 72 Soul Saint. My Martial Soul is the Coiling Dragon Spear, an Artifact Martial Soul of the Strong Attack Type."
"My Martial Soul is Plant Type, I'm Support."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Long shook his head in dismay, "Then it looks like you'll have a harder time here. Just sixteen and you're Support, why did you come in? Sigh..."
To Zhao Long, it seemed Ye Yu was sure to meet a grim fate.
"Can you tell me about this place? Why can't soul power be used?" Ye Yu asked out of curiosity.
Zhao Long explained, "This place is cursed, using soul power here becomes more dangerous."
Bam, bam, bam...
Just as Zhao Long was about to continue, a graceful silhouette approached.
Zhao Long turned around warily, but after noticing the woman's arm, he breathed a sigh of relief, though his brow remained furrowed.
Ye Yu turned to look, his eyes lighting up.
The woman appeared to be eighteen or nineteen, with an exquisite face, skin as white as snow, dressed in a golden gown that was simple yet elegant, a gold high collar masking her fair jade-like neck, her figure tall and slender.
The woman before him was stunning, and as Ye Yu turned, a touch of surprise flashed in her eyes.
Ye Yu initially wasn't sure, but now he recognized who she was.
What struck him most was her rare golden hair and golden eyes. Her reaction upon seeing him, though fleeting, confirmed it for Ye Yu, it was indeed her.
Qianren Xue!