Chapter 331: Speedrun through the City of Slaughter, Enter the Gates of Hell!

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The City of Slaughter.

As Shui Wuya and his companions stepped inside, the stench of evil hit them immediately.

The desolate streets were littered with ruined buildings. Heaps of garbage and corpses lined the streets, with bloodstains everywhere, filling the air with the foul stench of decay.

The City of Slaughter had been completely taken over by evil soul masters.

Groups of these soul masters, clad in black robes, acted without restraint, cruel to the extreme.

Most of the soul masters who fled to this place were thrown into blood prisons, where they were mercilessly tortured for amusement.

From the pitch-black blood prisons, agonizing screams echoed from time to time.

"So, this is the legendary City of Slaughter?"

Qian Renxue could barely believe her eyes. She had never seen such an evil and terrifying scene.

Feeling her spirit skills suppressed and the discomfort growing, her fear intensified.

Thankfully, Elder Wuya was by her side; without him, she wouldn't have dared to step into this hellish place.

Shui Wuya remained calm, seemingly unaffected by the grim surroundings, having long grown used to the horrors of the City of Slaughter.

"Let's go find the place where the legacy of the Rakshasa God is kept," Shui Wuya said, leading Qian Renxue deeper into the city.

As they walked, he scanned every corner of the city with his spiritual power, searching for anything related to the Rakshasa God.

On the streets, groups of evil soul masters fixed their cold eyes on them, especially upon seeing Qian Renxue's beautiful face. Their evil intentions became more apparent.

Smirking, they prepared to attack the newcomers.

However, before they could make a move, Shui Wuya struck first.

With a wave of his hand, a powerful chill filled the air.

A massive ice pillar materialized out of thin air, like a giant ice blade, sweeping downward.

"Ah!"

Terrified, the evil soul masters scrambled to dodge, but it was too late.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With a series of deafening crashes, the ice blade mercilessly swept through the evil soul masters, shattering them one by one into frozen remains.

"As expected of an elder of order, able to use spirit skills even in the City of Slaughter."

Qian Renxue was left in awe, staring wide-eyed at the scene before her.

With Shui Wuya at her side, her sense of safety had been greatly heightened.

In the blood prisons of the City of Slaughter, the imprisoned soul masters were shocked to see that these newcomers could use spirit skills, breaking the restrictions. They looked upon them as though they were saviors.

"Please, help us! We're all soul masters too!"

"Sir, if you save me, I will serve you forever!"

"Handsome, if you can save me from this nightmare, I'll do anything…"

The soul masters fell to their knees, pleading desperately.

Some of the more attractive women even offered their bodies without hesitation to entice Shui Wuya.

Qian Renxue felt a pang of sympathy as she watched this unfold.

These people had been trapped here, cut off from the world—how desperate they must be.

But when she looked at Shui Wuya, she noticed that he was unmoved by their pleas.

With a calm demeanor, Shui Wuya walked past the bloody scene, his gaze fixed ahead, as if he hadn't heard their cries for help.

Qian Renxue's heart tightened as she came to a realization.

"The elder must have his reasons for not saving them."

Qian Renxue secretly reminded herself to stay calm in the face of such brutal realities and to strengthen her resolve through more experience. She bit her lip and continued to follow Shui Wuya.

The three of them kept moving through the streets of the City of Slaughter. A thick atmosphere of killing intent hung in the air, the stench of blood suffocating them at every step.

Yet despite Shui Wuya's thorough search of the city, he found no trace of the Rakshasa God's presence.

"Elder, where should we look for the Rakshasa God's legacy?" Qian Renxue asked curiously.

After a moment's thought, Shui Wuya replied, "Since there are no clues within the city, our only option is the Road to Hell."

"We'll go find the King of Slaughter and open the Road to Hell," he said calmly.

Qian Renxue was shocked. "The King of Slaughter?"

She had heard many tales of this legendary, terrifying figure. Yet from the way Shui Wuya spoke, the King of Slaughter sounded almost like an ordinary person.

"Elder, where is the King of Slaughter?" she asked just as Shui Wuya prepared to act again.

He raised his hand, releasing a powerful frosty aura that instantly froze the surrounding area.

"What is this...?" Qian Renxue watched in astonishment as the entire area turned into a frozen wasteland.

Under the blanket of ice and snow, both fleeing soul masters and evil soul masters were encased in ice, their cries of despair echoing briefly before fading into an eerie silence.

Suddenly, a formidable aura of slaughter began to fill the air, sending a shiver down Qian Renxue's spine.

A group of knights clad in black armor, radiating killing intent, came towards them. The lead knight, tall and fierce, was the former captain of the slaughter knights, now the new King of Slaughter.

"The new King of Slaughter—it's you, isn't it?" Shui Wuya said, his expression calm and unchanging.

The King of Slaughter had recognized Shui Wuya's handiwork before even arriving. "This power... It's that mysterious person who took the former King of Slaughter!" Cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

He hurriedly approached, bowing respectfully. "I am the King of Slaughter. Greetings, my lord."

Shui Wuya nodded indifferently. "It seems you've become the new King of Slaughter. Quite impressive."

"You flatter me, my lord. It's all thanks to your favor!" The King of Slaughter spoke with great humility, then asked, "May I ask what brings you here, my lord?"

"I need to enter the Road to Hell," Shui Wuya stated plainly.

"Of course, my lord. I'll open the Gate of Hell for you right away!" The King of Slaughter dared not waste Shui Wuya's time.

He turned immediately, chanting an incantation, as the blood of a hundred souls merged into the formation.

Dark light flickered on the Gate of Hell, which slowly opened, releasing waves of chilling air.

"My lord, please enter!" The King of Slaughter stood by the opened gate, bowing his head in respect.

"It's really the King of Slaughter!" The onlookers were astounded, seeing this legendary figure acting like a mere doorman in front of Shui Wuya. They couldn't help but wonder, who exactly is this man?

"Let's go in," Shui Wuya signaled to Qian Renxue.

"Yes, Elder!" she responded, following him into the Gate of Hell.

As the figures of Shui Wuya and Qian Renxue gradually disappeared into the Gate of Hell, the King of Slaughter let out a sigh of relief. He had feared they had come for him, but now it was clear he had overthought the situation.

The other slaughter knights also breathed a collective sigh of relief, feeling like survivors of a great calamity. In the deadly environment of the City of Slaughter, they constantly faced the threat of death, but Shui Wuya was something even more terrifying.

Just as the relief settled in, their expressions froze, and they suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

(End of chapter)