Deep within the City of Slaughter, in the mysterious and sinister Temple of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter abruptly awoke from his slumber atop his blood-red throne.
He felt a powerful tremor emanating from the entire City of Slaughter, a agonizing pain of his very essence being shattered, as if someone were tearing his body apart.
The King of Slaughter was instantly enraged; his blood-red eyes snapped open, overflowing with tangible killing intent.
"Who dares to be so insolent on my territory!"
The King of Slaughter roared, his voice like rolling thunder, echoing throughout the Temple of Slaughter, causing the surrounding walls to tremble.
He vanished from his throne in a flash, reappearing a second later in mid-air above the City of Slaughter.
Qian Renshang, absorbed in the evil thoughts and killing intent of the City of Slaughter, was completely unaware that his actions had disturbed the overlord of this sinful land—the King of Slaughter.
When the King of Slaughter, writhing in rage, awoke from his crimson throne in the Temple of Slaughter and appeared in mid-air with the force of thunder, Qian Renshang finally stopped and looked up.
He was not arrogant; he knew the King of Slaughter had been entrenched in this City of Slaughter for many years, and his strength was unfathomable.
But he showed no fear. To complete the ninth trial for the Fallen Angel's divine position, he had no way to retreat.
"Who are you? Why do you destroy the very essence of my City of Slaughter?"
The King of Slaughter's voice was deep and furious, as if it came from the deepest hell, carrying boundless killing intent.
Qian Renshang remained calm, cupping his hands and saying, "I am Qian Renshang.
I am here only to complete my cultivation test, which requires a large amount of evil thoughts and soul power.
I have no intention of being your enemy, but the power of this Slaughter City is crucial to me."
The King of Slaughter glared angrily, "Hmph, easy for you to say!
This Slaughter City has existed for countless years, how dare you destroy it at will? You must pay the price today!"
With that, the King of Slaughter moved like lightning, instantly appearing in front of Qian Renshang.
A large hand covered in blood-red patterns, carrying overwhelming power, fiercely grabbed at Qian Renshang.
Qian Renshang hurriedly circulated his soul power, and his Twelve-Winged Fallen Angel Martial Soul instantly unfolded. Dark power surged out, condensing into a solid dark barrier in front of him.
The King of Slaughter's large hand gripped the dark barrier, making a "hissing" sound, and cracks began to appear on the dark barrier.
Qian Renshang knew that the King of Slaughter's strength far exceeded that of ordinary people, and dared not hold back in the slightest.
With a powerful flap of his twelve wings, he streaked towards the King of Slaughter like a black meteor.
Simultaneously, a Fallen Angel's Sword swiftly materialized in his hand, its blade gleaming with a chilling light, and he slashed towards the King of Slaughter's arm.
The King of Slaughter snorted coldly, slightly twisting his arm to easily dodge Qian Renshang's sword strike, while simultaneously slamming out with his other hand.
A blood-red light barrier shot from his palm, like an indestructible wall, pressing down on Qian Renshang.
Qian Renshang sensed the immense power contained within this blood-red light barrier and his heart tightened.
He swiftly swung the Fallen Angel's Sword, unleashing several dark sword energies in an attempt to break through the blood-red light barrier.
The dark sword energies collided with the blood-red light barrier, erupting in a series of deafening roars.
In an instant, light flashed, energy overflowed, and the entire Slaughter City was enveloped by this powerful force.
The buildings on the ground were reduced to dust under the impact of the aftershocks, and countless innocent lives perished in this battle.
Taking advantage of the fleeting light, Qian Renshang flashed behind the King of Slaughter, his Fallen Angel Sword, brimming with killing intent, aimed for the King of Slaughter's back.
The King of Slaughter seemed prepared; without turning his head, a pair of blood-red wings suddenly sprouted from his back.
With a flap of his wings, a powerful blood-red storm swept towards Qian Renshang.
Qian Renshang was struck by the storm and sent flying.
"This guy seems even stronger than Uncle Di Tian. Is he Tang Chen, a level 99 Peerless Douluo?"
Qian Renshang naturally knew the King of Slaughter's true identity.
(End of Chapter)
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