I am your Master!!

(~˘▾˘)~Chapter 100~(˘▾˘~)

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The sky is gradually darkening.

The evil soul masters within the Killing Capital are also returning to their dwellings, and even the battles in the Hell Arena are gradually subsiding.

The night is dangerous, especially in a place like the Killing Capital. Countless wicked beings, unable to survive in the Killing Capital and craving the Bloody Mary Dew, may take advantage of the darkness to cause trouble.

Therefore, most of the evil soul masters at night will return to their homes to get a good night's sleep.

However, for some reason, the evil soul masters tonight seem anxious. Many of them raise their heads, their expressions filled with astonishment.

Above them, the moon rising from the east is actually blood-red!

...

Slaughter Castle.

The King of Killing tastes the fresh Bloody Mary Dew and cannot help but think of Fang Yuan.

He can sense that the aura of bloodthirstiness within Fang Yuan's body is becoming increasingly intense and has already taken shape.

Next, as long as he patiently waits for that power to reach its limit, he can make his move.

"Spiritual-type Martial Souls are indeed tricky, but if there is the aura of bloodthirstiness resonating within, there should be no problem..."

The King of Killing's eyes are filled with greed. The thought of Fang Yuan's nearly perfect physical body excites him to the point of trembling! 

Although that body, compared to his current one, is vastly different in terms of soul strength and power level, the boundless potential and future it holds are what intoxicate him.

"Soon, that body will be mine!"

The King of Killing indulges in his desire and fantasies about Fang Yuan's body as he drinks the Bloody Mary Dew.

And at that moment, he freezes.

Using the window of Slaughter Castle, he suddenly noticed a highly unusual aura in the air today.

This power is extremely strange, neither evil nor bloodthirsty. It is a bizarre force entirely different from his own.

The King of Killing senses the source of this power, and just as his line of sight extends outside the window, he is drawn to a celestial phenomenon in the sky.

In the midst of the night, the full moon hangs in the sky.

However, today's full moon is blood-red, like blood, crimson, and profound.

The strange moon caused the King of Killing to furrow his brow, and at the same time, Beive hurriedly entered from outside the hall.

"Your Majesty, something's wrong inside the city!"

"Hmm?" The King of Killing's brow furrowed slightly. "What's happening?"

"I don't know the reason, but there are numerous evil soul masters on the streets killing each other, and even if they are seriously injured, they won't stop," Beive said with fear. "And, and..."

"And what?"

"And the situation with the Holy Son is also very strange."

The Holy Son?

The King of Killing suddenly stood up from his throne. "What exactly is going on?"

The number of evil soul masters didn't matter to the King of Killing. In his view, the more evil soul masters that died, the better, as it would help replenish the resources in the Blood Sea during this time.

But Fang Yuan was different.

For the King of Killing, Fang Yuan was of utmost importance and couldn't afford to be harmed in any way.

After all, Fang Yuan was his future!

"The Holy Son's condition is also off, but it's different from those evil soul masters killing each other. Although he was killing people left and right when he returned from the outer city, it was purposeful."

"Now the Holy Son has entered the inner city, and he's heading toward Slaughter Castle!"

"What?" The King of Killing furrowed his brow. Before he could react, a figure had already appeared outside Slaughter Castle.

In a flash of blood, a new slaughter envoy recruited by the King of Killing, Beive, had a new bloodstain, and in the next moment, the envoy collapsed on the ground, his head separated from his body.

The King of Killing abruptly stood up from his throne, staring fiercely at the young man who had entered the hall.

"Fang Yuan! Do you even know what you're doing!"

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Tonight's Killing Capital was destined not to be calm. The sudden appearance of the Blood Moon in the sky added a touch of strangeness to this bloody city.

Many evil soul masters beings gazed curiously at the sky. While they might have seen it as a strange phenomenon, an unease began to creep into their hearts.

This unease varied in intensity. Some of the lesser evil soul masters beings merely felt a slight dizziness before collapsing in their own abodes, fast asleep.

Others, more affected, started clutching their heads frantically, as if there were roaring monsters inside their minds, howling and tumultuous.

This maddening sense of unease forced them to take to the streets and engage in violent clashes!

Blades pierced flesh, blood spattered.

It seemed that only blood and pain could appease the raging fury deep within their hearts.

They fought each other relentlessly, despite bearing numerous wounds, their flesh and skin torn apart, and they showed no signs of stopping.

The streets of the Killing Capital were now littered with corpses. In ordinary times, these bodies would undoubtedly become objects of contention among the inhabitants.

After all, in the Killing Capital, corpses were like currency, and this currency was highly sought after!

But today was different.

Everyone seemed immersed in the carnage, paying no attention to anything else, including the law enforcement officers.

"What's going on, what's happening..."

A law enforcement officer's eyes flickered with confusion, but before he could react, his former comrade had already struck him down mercilessly.

In the nick of time, another law enforcement officer pulled him away.

"It's the moon! It's the Blood Moon in the sky!"

The law enforcement officer spoke in a hushed tone, "Everyone who sees the Blood Moon enters an inexplicable state of madness, all because of the Blood Moon in the sky!"

"The Blood Moon?"

The earlier law enforcement officer's face was filled with doubt. "But I saw the moon in the sky too. Why am I perfectly fine?"

"What?"

When Fang Yuan returned to the Killing Capital from the outside world, the slaughter had already begun.

Countless evil soul masters beings and law enforcement officers were locked in a deadly struggle, and even upon seeing Fang Yuan, their actions didn't stop. Some of them even attacked Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan remained expressionless as he casually grabbed a long knife thrust toward him and then killed the attacker with indifference. He continued to walk through the Killing Capital, heading towards the inner city.

His pace was not particularly fast, and many of the crazed evil soul masters beings on both sides regarded him as prey and lunged at him. However, it was evident that no one was a match for Fang Yuan. They couldn't even keep up with his movements. As they approached him, they were already cut down in a flash, their heads rolling.

Fang Yuan made his way through the outer city and entered the inner city.

The situation didn't improve; in fact, it became more brutal in the inner city since most of the evil soul masters beings there were incredibly powerful. Death was everywhere, but Fang Yuan paid it no mind.

He headed toward his own residence.

"Holy Son!"

At the entrance of his home, Zhu Zhuyun was the first to see Fang Yuan. She was dressed in a black, tight-fitting combat suit, holding two short blades stained with blood. There were numerous corpses strewn around the ground, indicating her strenuous efforts in fending off the rampaging evil soul masters beings.

"Holy Son, something is seriously wrong with Nightingale. Just a while ago, she glanced at the moon and suddenly became extremely violent, almost injuring Zhuqing and Hou Yun."

"I couldn't do anything except subdue her and tie her up."

Zhu Zhuyun quickly explained the current situation to Fang Yuan and ushered him into the room.

As he entered the room, Fang Yuan saw Nightingale, bound and suspended in mid-air. If he remembered correctly, these restraints seemed to be something used for spicing things up in normal circumstances...

Seeing Fang Yuan's arrival, both Zhu Zhuqing and Hou Yun were delighted, but Nightingale, bound and gagged, glared at Fang Yuan with gritted teeth.

However, because she had a ball gag in her mouth, Nightingale could only emit a few muffled sounds, with drool dripping, giving her a somewhat different appeal.

Of course, Fang Yuan's thoughts were not focused on these matters at all. His left eye twitched, and the extremely violent Nightingale suddenly calmed down.

This strange change left the other three women astonished. Zhu Zhuyun looked at Fang Yuan's eyes and recalled the Blood Moon they had seen in the sky earlier, suddenly understanding something.

"Untie her."

Fang Yuan spoke slowly, his voice raspy. Coupled with his bloodstained attire and the long knife, in his unique state, even a fool could sense something unusual.

The women looked at Fang Yuan with some concern, but Fang Yuan's gaze shifted towards the window.

"Bring me my battle armor," he said.

Without asking him the reason, Zhu Zhuyun retrieved the crimson battle armor hanging on the wall and carefully helped Fang Yuan put it on. She couldn't help but follow his gaze, which was directed at the towering castle in the distance.

In the entire Killing Capital, there was only one castle, the residence of the King of Killing, the King's Palace!

With the crimson battle armor on, Fang Yuan's blood-red pupils slightly turned, and he then opened the door.

"Stay in the room; they won't attack you anymore."

"Holy Son!"

Zhu Zhuyun, holding Zhu Zhuqing and Hou Yun's hands behind Fang Yuan, suddenly called out, "Come back safely!"

Fang Yuan remained silent, and with a wave of his spiritual power, he closed the door.

Fang Yuan's steps were not fast, but his destination was clear: the only castle within the city.

As soon as he stepped out, evil soul masters beings began to approach from all directions.

However, Fang Yuan simply swung his blade a few times, and the crazed evil soul masters beings couldn't get up anymore.

But the intense smell of blood was like an enticing bait, driving the crazed evil soul masters beings even more mad. They howled and rushed towards Fang Yuan.

Their numbers exceeded a hundred!

Yet, Fang Yuan remained impassive.

Dragging his blood-stained blade, he walked indifferently down the road, paying no attention to the crazed evil soul masters beings around him.

In their eyes, a bloodthirsty gleam shone, and they charged at Fang Yuan like wild beasts.

However, before their attacks could land on Fang Yuan, they were attacked by their equally crazed companions!

Inter-fallen combat resumed, and those who still had their sanity intact huddled in their homes, closing their eyes, praying for a safe night.

Howls of agony, excitement, and madness resounded through the land, adding a touch of blood-red to the sky's Blood Moon.

Until Fang Yuan arrived at the towering castle.

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"Have you gone mad, Fang Yuan?"

The King of Killing stood on his throne, his gaze fixed on Fang Yuan in the crimson battle armor. "I am the King of Killing, your teacher. Are you carrying a blade with the intent to kill your master?"

"Kill my master?"

Fang Yuan raised his head, and those peculiar eyes sent a sudden shiver through the King of Killing's heart.

"I did indeed kill my master. I crushed his soul ring with my own hands, ended his life with my own hands, and watched him dissipate before my eyes. But I am not insane."

Fang Yuan's words caused the King of Killing to hesitate for a moment. Coupled with those special, unsettling eyes, the King of Killing suddenly understood something.

But in that moment of distraction, a gust of wind approached.

The King of Killing snapped back to reality but found that Fang Yuan was already dangerously close!

The bloodstained long knife aimed at his neck. It was an incredibly sharp blade infused with spiritual power. A regular person would likely die instantly under such an attack.

Fortunately, the King of Killing reacted in time, releasing a vast surge of spiritual power that sent Fang Yuan flying!

"It seems you already know," the King of Killing sneered, looking at Fang Yuan, who had risen from the corner of the room, his body surging with spiritual power.

"Residual spirit? Soul? It seems that Sid has not been entirely useless after all. But I can't sense that clone attached to Sid anymore."

"Did you also kill his soul?"

"Shut up!"

Fang Yuan leaped from the corner, brandishing his long knife and attacking the King of Killing once again.

The King of Killing, with a pale face, remained in his place, standing before his throne. His aura continued to intensify with each step he took. His bat-like blood-red wings spread and bent forward, effortlessly blocking Fang Yuan's fierce strike.

When the steel-forged long knife clashed with the King of Killing's wings, it produced a resounding golden sound.

The wings swung, carrying an irresistible force, and sent Fang Yuan flying once more.

"You can't defeat me. Indeed, you have outstanding talent and have gained the favor of the Twin Gods, receiving their divine test. But now, you are nothing more than a Soul King in his fifties."

The King of Killing looked down at Fang Yuan, gradually descending from his throne. With each step, his overwhelming spiritual power created an oppressive atmosphere, making it difficult to breathe.

The pressure of his aura was even more terrifying than the aura of a Level 96 Titled Douluo, the Knight of Slaughter!

It wasn't the strength of spiritual power alone; it was the bloody, sinister aura contained within it, enough to send shivers down anyone's spine.

"Today's Blood Moon in the sky, the commotion outside caused by the evil soul masters, was that all your doing?"

The King of Killing's expression remained indifferent. "I don't actually care about these things, Fang Yuan. Everyone has a temper, and you can have one too. As the Son of the Killing Capital, as my disciple, you should have certain privileges."

"As long as you kneel down obediently and apologize to me, I can pretend that today's events never happened."

Fang Yuan remained expressionless, gripping his sword and standing upright.

Though he didn't say a word, his attitude was crystal clear.

"Are you still going to resist? I always thought you were a smart person who knew how to seek advantage and avoid harm."

The King of Killing sighed. "If that's the case, then I, your master, will have no choice but to apprehend you and make you reflect on your actions."

Master, master, master!

The word "master" was like sharp knives, stabbing relentlessly at Fang Yuan's body and mind.

He silently stood up, his five astonishing soul rings radiating around him: purple, purple, purple, black, black. The second, third, and fourth soul rings in particular shone brilliantly.

Fang Yuan's aura instantly multiplied several times over, and the long knife in his hand was now covered in a layer of dark armor.

At the same time, a cold domain extended from his body, instantly enveloping the entire hall.

The Killing God's Domain!

"It's meaningless."

The King of Killing sighed lightly, and a domineering blood light erupted from within him, suppressing Fang Yuan's so-called Killing God's Domain. It could only cower and barely cover Fang Yuan's body.

"Oh? It didn't get directly shattered by my Killing Domain?"

The King of Killing's face revealed a hint of joy. "It seems the intensity of the bloody aura within you has reached its limit, and its concentration is even beginning to evolve towards the Killing Domain."

"Excellent, very excellent!"

"It looks like it won't be long before the bloody aura within you fully takes shape!"

Fang Yuan remained expressionless. How could he not understand the implications of the King of Killing's words?

But it was inevitable.

To complete the Second Divine Test of the Asura God, he had to practice in the Blood Sea. Practicing in the Blood Sea would inevitably expose him to the influence of the bloody aura.

And once the bloody aura accumulated to a certain extent, the King of Killing would probably make a move against him!

It was a dead end!

But there was a way to break free.

For example...

Killing the guy in front of him was the best solution!

Fang Yuan, enhanced by a triple boost, leaped high into the air and brought his hands down heavily with the blade.

The King of Killing didn't pay much attention, still waving his bat-like wings to fend off Fang Yuan. However, this time, those metallic wings, which had previously been unyielding, were as fragile as thin paper before Fang Yuan's blade!

The absolute armor-piercing effect of the dark gold light shattered the King of Killing's indestructible defense, and his enormous bat wings were directly cut in half by Fang Yuan.

The sharp pain shook the King of Killing, but he didn't become angry. Instead, the smile on his pale face grew even more fervent.

"Good, good, good! Such an unstoppable force, this must be the soul skill granted to you by the Dark Gold TerrorClaw Bear. A great soul skill!"

The King of Killing burst into laughter, folding his wings and releasing a bloody aura. His blood-red claw-like hand shot directly towards Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan held his long knife horizontally, attempting to block the King of Killing's attack and counterattack simultaneously.

The collision between the two lasted only an instant, with a deafening roar. Fang Yuan's armored long knife emitted a buzzing sound and was directly shattered, while his body was jolted backward as if electrified.

In the King of Killing's blood-red eyes, there was a look of surprise.

His blood-red armor had been severed, and the intense shock had even caused his right hand to tremble slightly! What incredible power! It was important to note that Fang Yuan was only thirteen or fourteen years old!

The greed in the King of Killing's eyes intensified. He was determined to obtain this physical body!

"Are you going to resist stubbornly even now, when you don't even have a weapon?"

The King of Killing continued his verbal assault, as he didn't want to devour Fang Yuan just yet. Even though Fang Yuan was impressive at the moment, he still fell short of the King of Killing's perfect vision.

As long as he let Fang Yuan soak in the Blood Sea a little longer, and allowed the bloody aura inside him to condense a bit more, then Fang Yuan would be at his best and most perfect state!

"I don't want to kill you, Fang Yuan. You are the most exceptional child I've ever seen!"

"You have the ability to inherit my legacy. The future Killing Capital will need you. You..."

Fang Yuan, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly raised his head. The kaleidoscope in his right eye rotated wildly, and a stream of blood and tears flowed down.

The King of Killing's impassioned words suddenly faltered, and a hint of fear appeared in his blood-red pupils!

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(~˘▾˘)~Chapter 100~(˘▾˘~)

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