For Your Lord Fang Yuan.. Sacrifice Yourself!!

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Because of the restrictions on soul skills and soul bones, the endless power of the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone could not be used at this moment. However, even so, Fang Yuan still persevered.

His physical body was extremely strong, and even without being able to use the endless power of the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone, it remained incredibly refined.

The daily training; the reinforcement of external soul bones and the soul power of the hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone; combined with the fusion of two immortal herbs, Fang Yuan's body could now be described as indestructible, pure, and unyielding!

However.

If Fang Yuan's body was a piece of unyielding iron, then the bloodthirsty aura constantly corroding his body was like a swinging hammer, relentlessly pounding his flesh.

At first, it might not be able to shake Fang Yuan's body, but with the passage of time, drop by drop, even the hardest steel would eventually soften.

After about four hours, Fang Yuan felt that he had reached his limit. Every inch of his body had become extremely hard and numb, devoid of sensation.

He didn't even have the strength to stand up and could only control the Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King to pull his body out of the sea of blood.

As his soul power recovered, his muscles relaxed.

When the numbness faded away, the excruciating pain, like a thousand needles piercing his heart, tortured Fang Yuan. Even with the endless power of the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone to soothe his body, this pain persisted for an hour before gradually subsiding.

"It's truly... an extraordinary transformation."

Fang Yuan sighed as he stood up. He could clearly sense that in just four hours, his body had undergone significant changes, with the most noticeable being the lingering bloodthirsty aura within his body.

However, this bloodthirsty aura did not run rampant inside Fang Yuan's body; instead, it seemed to blend harmoniously with his muscles.

Nevertheless, this bloodthirsty aura was still very weak at the moment, compared to the King of Killing, it was like a drop in the ocean.

But Fang Yuan believed that as long as he continued to temper himself and reached a level where he could complete the Divine Examination, his physical body would undergo a qualitative transformation. Even his domain of slaughter might undergo some changes.

But for today, let's call it a day...

Fang Yuan glanced at the sea of blood, still feeling the lingering aftertaste of the experience. Shaking his head, he carried the Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King and left the Blood Hell Road, ready to leave.

Shortly after Fang Yuan left, a blood-red figure appeared in the sea of blood, carrying Ten-Headed Blazing Sun Python.

Clad in a blood-colored robe with a standing collar, and a pale face, if Fang Yuan were here, he would recognize this person as his cheap master, the King of Killing of the Slaughter City!

Unexpectedly, while Fang Yuan was in the process of tempering his body in the sea of blood, the King of Killing, who should have been handling other matters according to the Slaughter Messenger, was actually here in the Blood Hell Road, watching Fang Yuan.

"Truly, a perfect physical body, a perfect vessel!"

At this moment, the King of Killing was clearly not in his right state. Mysterious blood patterns covered his pale skin, a sword-shaped demon pattern on his forehead, blood wings spreading behind him, and a bloody aura that made him look completely different from his usual self.

If the usual King of Killing was a king filled with bloodshed and slaughter, then the current him was a monster steeped in depravity and evil!

The King of Killing looked at Fang Yuan's departing figure, his eyes filled with greed. He gazed down at the sea of blood below, and sharp fingertips cut his own arm.

Crimson, foul-smelling blood dripped from his wrist, merging with the sea of blood below.

After doing all this, the King of Killing, whose face was already pale, became even paler, but the evil smile on his face did not diminish in the slightest.

"Not long now, very soon, you will be mine!"

"This body, this almost perfect body, will soon be mine!"

The King of Killing laughed maniacally, his sharp voice causing the bats in the Blood Hell Road to flutter and stir.

Fang Yuan returned to his room to rest.

Upon opening the door, Fang Yuan saw that all four women had already risen. Nightingale was practicing cross-legged with the Zhu sisters, while Huo Yun was carefully reading a book on the Slaughter City.

Seeing Fang Yuan return, the four women stopped what they were doing, but Fang Yuan stopped them.

"Don't mind me; continue with your practice. To be honest, you should indeed focus on your training."

Upon hearing this, the three women's expressions changed.

"Don't be nervous; I'm not implying that you're not good enough. I just hope that you can maximize your potential."

Seeing the expressions of the three women, Fang Yuan immediately understood their misunderstanding.

He smiled and explained as he embraced the three women, "After all, there's less than two years left until the Continent's Elite Soul Master Tournament."

"The Continent's Elite Soul Master Tournament?"

This statement not only left the three women stunned but also drew an astonished look from Huo Yun.

"Holy Son, are you saying that you want us to participate in the Continent's Elite Soul Master Tournament?" Zhu Zhuyun couldn't help but ask, "But it's the Slaughter City! Can we really participate in the Continent's Elite Soul Master Tournament?"

"Who says we can't?" Fang Yuan snorted. "Since it's called the 'Continent's Elite Soul Master Tournament,' it means it's open to the whole continent. The Slaughter City has always stood above the Douluo Continent, an integral part of it. Why shouldn't I be able to participate in such a grand tournament?"

Though Fang Yuan's words were clear, both the Zhu sisters and Huo Yun had weird expressions.

The Slaughter City participating in the Continent's Elite Soul Master Tournament?

It sounded extremely strange!

After all, the Continent's Elite Soul Master Tournament was held every five years and had been held for countless iterations. Yet, they had never heard of the Slaughter City participating.

"Holy Son."

Huo Yun whispered, "While it's true that the Slaughter City is part of the continent, according to the rules of the Martial Soul Hall, all forces participating in the Continent's Elite Soul Master Tournament must have established formal academies."

"We don't have academies in the Slaughter City..."

"Who told you we don't have academies?" Fang Yuan snorted. "We have them. Don't worry about it."

The women's faces froze, and Huo Yun hesitated to speak further. But everyone understood her concern.

The Slaughter City was not the sort of place that had academies. Even if they did, how could they sign up for the tournament? They couldn't send a bunch of degenerates to participate, right?

Most of the fallen soul masters in Slaughter City were either wanted by the two great empires or the Martial Soul Hall.

If they were to participate, they might be arrested by the law enforcement teams of various major forces before even stepping onto the stage…"

"This is easy to solve. We just need to find some guys who aren't wanted."

Fang Yuan patted the ass of Zhu Zhuyun, saying, "Like you guys, or even me."

Seeing the hesitation in the women's eyes, Fang Yuan shook his head and explained, "I know what you're thinking, it's just a matter of identity. But all these things are insignificant; there's no need to worry."

"Don't forget, I am the Holy Son of the Slaughter City!"

If I say the Slaughter City has a Slaughter Academy, who dares to say there is no such thing?

I said the Slaughter Academy wants to participate, who dares to say no?

The Pope of the Martial Soul Hall asked me to come. If you don't agree, take it up with her!

"You just need to focus on your training; leave everything else to me," Fang Yuan said with a smirk. "I don't want to participate and have to personally deal with some small fry."

Upon hearing this, the three women's expressions changed. Nightingale, in particular, jumped up and said loudly, "Please rest assured, Holy Son. I will help you deal with all the strong opponents in our way and win the championship for you!"

The two sisters also exchanged glances and nodded.

"We will also work hard!"

"Yes, that's more like it."

Fang Yuan nodded in satisfaction. "If you have any questions, you can ask Huo Yun."

"Ah, I…"

Hou Yun was somewhat overwhelmed.

She originally thought Fang Yuan's interest in her ability was just an excuse to bring her to Slaughter City, but she never expected that he really wanted her to come here to be a teacher!

"Don't be nervous and teach well. Although the Slaughter City is full of killing and degeneracy, but we have enough resources." 

"Whether it's a mimicry training ground or various resources if you need them, let Nightingale get them. You must also study hard, If you don't understand something, just ask. After all..."

He playfully lifted Huo Yun's chin and laughed heartily as he looked at her shy expression. "After all, our Teacher Huo is one of the best teachers at the Blazing Fire Academy!"

"Yes, Holy Son!"

The three women nodded earnestly.

In the following days, Fang Yuan would come to the blood sea every day to practice, gradually increasing his adaptability to the bloodthirsty aura. 

Starting from four hours, he increased the time spent in the blood sea, and three months later, he could stay there for six hours at a time.

But it wasn't enough!

His divine examination required him to stay there for a full twelve hours, equivalent to a whole day, and there were less than nine months left until the deadline for the divine examination.

Time was running out, and Fang Yuan had no choice but to immerse himself in relentless training, squeezing the utmost potential from his body.

It was an indescribable torment. At its most painful, Fang Yuan even went without pampering Zhu Zhuyun for seven consecutive days!

However, the training over the past few months yielded significant results. 

As Fang Yuan spent more time training in the blood sea, his physical body's toughness and strength increased significantly. Even the dormant properties of the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum and Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower in his body gradually awakened and integrated into his body.

His soul power increased from Level 51 to Level 53.

Furthermore, Fang Yuan noticed that his domain of slaughter had been greatly enhanced. Perhaps due to the infusion of the bloodthirsty aura, he felt that his domain of slaughter had become somewhat similar to the King of Killing's slaughter domain.

However, just when Fang Yuan thought everything was progressing in a positive direction, in the eighth month, he suddenly discovered his physical body seemed to have reached a limit.

"No, it's still not enough!"

Emerging from the blood sea in the Blood Hell Road, Fang Yuan examined his physical condition with a furrowed brow.

He had just spent a full ten hours in the blood sea, and while ten hours might sound like a lot, it wasn't much different from the required twelve hours for the divine examination. However, Fang Yuan knew very well that he had already been able to endure ten hours in the blood sea a month ago.

Yet, after an entire month had passed, it seemed like his limit had not improved at all!

"At this rate, there's no way I can complete twelve hours of training in the next few months."

Ten hours was his current physical limit, and if he wanted to continue improving, he would have to find another way.

Fang Yuan rose from the blood sea, gazing at his reflection in the crimson waters, deep in thought.

Currently, Fang Yuan had considered a few methods to break through his current bottleneck.

Enhance His Physical Strength: Regardless of how heavy the bloodthirsty aura in the blood sea was or how high the killing intent and heat were, as long as Fang Yuan's physical body was strong enough, he could endure it. 

The problem was that his current physical body couldn't be improved further. 

With two immortal herbs inside him, his body had already absorbed all it could from them. Even after several months of training in the blood sea, Fang Yuan had almost absorbed all the medicinal power within him. Until his bones grew(got older), he couldn't take any more immortal herbs. So, the only way to enhance his physical strength was through only one way.

Soul Bones: Soul bones were the soul cores of soul beasts and concentrated their power. By absorbing soul bones, Fang Yuan could gain the most potent and unique abilities of these soul beasts, enhancing his body to some extent. 

For example, the dark gold bear claw bone in his right hand and the 100,000-year Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone. These two soul bones had significantly improved Fang Yuan's physical strength. If Fang Yuan could obtain more soul bones, he would have the confidence to continue his training in the blood sea.

However, finding high-quality soul bones was a challenge. Fang Yuan briefly considered asking the King of Killing, but quickly dismissed the idea due to the low probability of receiving high-quality soul bones from him considering their relationship.

There was another way to enhance his physical strength.

Fang Yuan touched his forehead, where the crimson and purple divine seal was.

Second Trial of Rakshasa God: The second trial of the Rakshasa God offered a potential solution.

In the present, Fang Yuan had reached a bottleneck, and he thought about these options. He knew he needed to improve himself further, and a visit to the Star Dou Forest to complete the second trial seemed like the best course of action.

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In the halls of the Castle of Killing, the King of Killing looked down at Fang Yuan as he explained his intentions.

"So, you're saying that you've hit a bottleneck and want to go out for a while to clear your mind and enhance yourself?" the King asked.

Fang Yuan nodded respectfully. "Yes, Your Majesty. And I also need to find a 50,000-year soul beast for my second Rakshasa trial, so I hope to go to the Star Dou Forest to complete the test."

"50,000-year soul beast..."

The King of Killing fell into silence for a moment before waving his hand.

"You don't need to worry about that. I will take care of it. Continue with your daily blood sea training. During this period, you can stay in the blood sea."

"This..., I understand Your Majesty."

Although Fang Yuan was confused, the King of Slaughter had said so, so he naturally couldn't refuse.

Fang Yuan bowed respectfully; the King of Killing's crimson eyes gleamed with an eerie light as he remained silent.

He couldn't understand Fang Yuan's situation at the moment, because he had been closely monitoring Fang Yuan's progress during his daily blood sea training. 

Moreover, under his arrangement, the accumulation of the bloody aura over the past few months had condensed into Fang Yuan's body!

If Fang Yuan were to leave Slaughter City at this moment, it was uncertain whether the accumulated bloody aura would go to waste.

  Fang Yuan left the Killing City earlier, saying he wanted to get a few soul rings, but when he came back, he had undergone earth-shaking changes!

This time, The King of Killing couldn't dare to let Fang Yuan go out randomly. If any mistakes were made, all the King's efforts would be in vain.

"Absolutely cannot let him leave Kill City!"

"But a 50,000-year soul beast..."

The King of Killing tapped the crystal throne lightly with his sharp claws, producing a low, resonant sound.

After a moment, the King of Killing opened his eyes and spoke to the respectful Kill Envoy standing nearby. "Summon the Slaughter Knight."

"Yes, Great King."

In no time, the figure of a Slaughter Knight appeared in the hall.

"King, you called for me?" the Slaughter Knight asked.

The King of Killing looked at the Slaughter Knight's figure for a long time without speaking. Just as the Slaughter Knight began to lift his head, the King of Killing stood up.

"Follow me."

The Slaughter Knight was curious but didn't question the King's command. He assumed the King had a special task for him and silently followed behind.

The surroundings were pitch black, but the Slaughter Knight could sense that they were descending further underground within Kill City.

After a while, the King of Killing stopped in front of a massive door.

"What is this place?"

The Slaughter Knight was filled with curiosity. He had been in Kill City for decades and held a high position as a Slaughter Knight, ranking second only to the King of Killing in terms of strength.

Yet, he had never been to this underground part of Kill City.

"Come in."

The King of Killing opened the door and stepped inside, with the Slaughter Knight following closely.

The room was illuminated by crimson soul fires on numerous candlesticks. The surroundings were luxurious, adorned with crystal stones filled with soul power. Besides that, there was nothing else in the room, not even any servants.

However, as the Slaughter Knight entered the palace and looked around, he noticed a figure in a corner of the room that hadn't been illuminated by the candlelight.

It was a grotesque figure.

Completely red-skinned, the creature had no hair on its body. It had sharp claws on its hands and feet, resembling a humanoid figure but with nine heads. On its back were tattered wings, appearing as though they had been torn, hanging behind like broken banners.

Though it looked horrifying, the Slaughter Knight couldn't sense any life from it, making it seem like a deformed and ugly decoration.

"Are you ready, Sid?"

"W-what?"

The Slaughter Knight was bewildered, not understanding why the King of Killing had brought him here or what his intentions were.

Just as he was about to raise his head to question the King, a burst of crimson power erupted from the King of Killing's palm, flowing into the Slaughter Knight's body. The sudden attack was swift, and the intense soul power overwhelmed the Slaughter Knight, and he couldn't react in time.

"King, you—"

The Slaughter Knight was suddenly frozen, unable to move under the overwhelming force. The crimson energy filled every corner of his body, paralyzing him. He struggled to use his soul skills, but at that moment, a surge of bloodthirsty aura burst forth.

Killing Domain!

"King, what is happening?" the Slaughter Knight asked, puzzled and trapped in his paralyzed state.

"I believe I mentioned to you before what I despise the most," the King of Killing said with a pale face, revealing a sinister smile. "Betrayal."

Splorch!

The sound of flesh being torn apart filled the air, and in the horrified gaze of the Slaughter Knight, the King of Killing dug out a pulsating, fiery-red heart from his chest.

The heart was crimson, emitting a rich medicinal fragrance, the scent of Blood Lingzhi.

"A truly delicious taste. It seems that the kid, Fang Yuan, brought back some good stuff with you."

The King of Killing grabbed the Slaughter Knight's hair, raising his pallid face and revealing the bottom of the heart to the Slaughter Knight.

There was a black bat-shaped brand located at the base of the heart.

Seeing this brand, the Slaughter Knight's face turned even paler. He wanted to say something, but the sensation of life slipping away left him completely powerless. He couldn't even muster the strength to speak.

"Do you think your hidden thoughts could escape my notice?"

"Don't forget, you've come this far because of me. Without me, you're just trash scraping by in the hell Arena."

The King of Killing lightly patted the Slaughter Knight's face and then took a few bites, consuming the incomplete heart.

"To be honest, you are quite good, and you've been loyal. Over these years, you've worked hard for me for so many years without any credit, So, I'm not planning to kill you outright."

"I... I..."

The powerless Slaughter Knight fell onto the King of Killing's shoulder, who gently patted his back.

"I know your heart, Sid. I know. You are someone willing to dedicate yourself to your ideals and for your own allegiance. I've always known that."

"So, I'm willing to give you a chance to sacrifice yourself for the ideals in your heart."

"W-what..."

Feeling a sharp pain in his neck, the Slaughter Knight struggled to turn his head, only to find that the grotesque creature, once withered like a monster, had somehow attached itself to his neck. It was crazily feasting on his blood and soul power.

The Slaughter Knight wanted to stop it, but he was completely helpless. The King of Killing even adjusted his head back into place.

Their eyes met, and the King of Killing wore a sinister, shadowy smile.

"For your Lord Fang Yuan..."

"Sacrifice yourself."

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