Chapter 92: King of Slaughter

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"Yes, Shui Wuya is indeed our young master."

Shui Yanjun nodded immediately, confirming Shui Wuya's identity.

However, as his words came out, the other elders of the Sea God Pavilion present couldn't help but widen their eyes in astonishment and feel a sense of shock rising in their hearts!

Shui Wuya is actually the young master of the Shui Clan!

This was something they had never considered before. They had originally thought that although Shui Wuya came from the Shui Clan, his status within the clan shouldn't be too high.

After all, if Shui Wuya was the young master of the Shui Clan, there would be no need for him to study at Shrek Academy, nor would he have only a Soul Douluo as a personal guard.

But now, the appearance of Shui Yanjun, a Titled Douluo of the Shui Clan, completely overturned their understanding of Shui Wuya!

"Shui Wuya left Shrek Academy two and a half years ago and has not been heard from since."

At this moment, Yan Shaozhe forcibly calmed himself down and took the initiative to respond.

"Oh? Still hasn't returned?"

Shui Yanjun furrowed his brows slightly, letting out a soft exclamation. He had originally thought that after Shui Wuya subdued the Ice Turtle Clan, he would return to Shrek Academy.

Now, it seemed he had been completely mistaken.

"In that case, I won't disturb you further."

Shui Yanjun bowed to the elders of the Sea God Pavilion, then turned into a streak of light, disappearing from their sight in a very short time.

Mu En looked in the direction where Shui Yanjun had disappeared, let out a slight sigh, and faintly felt a sense of relief in his heart.

They had previously been unaware of Shui Wuya's true status in the Shui Clan. Luckily, he didn't care about his own injuries, otherwise, if the other elders of the Sea God Pavilion had really done something to Shui Wuya.

Then what they would face now would probably not only be Shui Yanjun, a Titled Douluo.

At this moment, the other elders of the Sea God Pavilion also had similar thoughts.

"With Shui Wuya's noble identity, I really don't know why he would come to our Shrek Academy for rest."

Elder Lin sighed, and with the appearance of Shui Yanjun, all thoughts about Shui Wuya were completely dispelled.

After all, even a top-notch family like theirs couldn't afford to offend.

...

Sun-Moon Empire, Ming City.

Inside a guest room, after another two months, Shui Wuya finally successfully refined the fifth-level Divine Light Mirror, and even casually refined a fifth-level Illusion Crystal Bead!

This also meant that he successfully advanced to the level of a fifth-rank Soul master. If this speed of advancement were spread out, it would definitely cause a stir in Ming City.

"Han Feng, take this fifth-level Illusion Crystal Bead and sell it."

After successfully refining it, Shui Wuya casually tossed the fifth-level Illusion Crystal Bead to Han Feng to sell. Although they were not short of money now, making some extra money was always good. No one would complain about having too little money.

Every time he sold something, he had Han Feng run around. Otherwise, he might as well open a shop himself...

Shui Wuya rubbed his neck.

"Yes, Young Master."

Han Feng answered obediently and then left the guest room with the fifth-level Illusion Crystal Bead.

Leaving Shui Wuya alone, after adjusting his mind, Shui Wuya activated his Soul Possession ability!

[Ding!]

With a sound of ding, Shui Wuya's spiritual consciousness instantly traveled back ten thousand years, possessing the body of Shui Bing'er.

"Ancestor, are you ready?"

Shui Wuya's voice immediately appeared in Shui Bing'er's mind.

"Mm-hmm!"

Upon hearing Shui Wuya's voice, Shui Bing'er, who was about to enter the Hell Slaughter Arena, showed a hint of a smile in her clear, cold beautiful eyes.

"Today is our last battle side by side here."

While Shui Bing'er continued to speak, her figure quietly appeared in the Hell Slaughter Arena.

"Ah, it's time to go, let's do our best."

Shui Wuya encouraged her.

Up to this day, with Shui Wuyan's help, Shui Bing'er had won ninety-nine battles! Only one more battle remained before achieving the final victory of one hundred battles!

However, as soon as Shui Bing'er stepped into the Hell Slaughter Arena, the other nine did not waste a moment and launched a frantic attack on her!

"Ancestor, the second weakest opponent on the left front has a hidden injury on his left shoulder. Let's deal with him first!"

"The third person in the front has a weak aura, probably due to losing too much blood…"

As the slaughter officially began, Shui Wuya's voice rang out one after another. Shui Bing'er cooperated with Shui Wuya's instructions, constantly harvesting the lives of her enemies.

In the Hell Slaughter Arena, Shui Bing'er's extreme methods of killing sent shivers down the spines of the spectators below.

However, among them, two figures couldn't help but show a hint of relief.

They were Tang San and Hu Liena.

"The God of Slaughter is finally going to leave the City of Slaughter."

Tang San felt immensely relieved. He had no doubt that if he and Shui Bing'er appeared together in the Hell Slaughter Arena, they would surely die under her Bloodthirsty Sword.

Hu Liena felt the same. At this moment, she wished for Shui Bing'er's victory and a quick departure from the City of Slaughter. After all, nothing was more important than one's life.

"Let's win and leave. Don't stay here any longer."

Hu Liena silently prayed in her heart.

For nearly fifteen minutes, the arena was filled with the glint of swords. Until Shui Bing'er crushed the last enemy's head under her foot, she finally achieved one hundred victories.

"Congratulations, Bloodthirsty Sword Empress, today the Hell Slaughter Arena will honor you."

As the slaughter ended, a sinister and ethereal voice suddenly resounded from the sky above the Hell Slaughter Arena.

Immediately after, the sky rippled with red waves, and a man wearing a blood-red robe, with a pale complexion and a cold aura, descended slowly from the sky.

"The King of Slaughter! The King of Slaughter!"

"Great King of Slaughter, please accept our respect!"

"..."

When the man in the blood-red robe descended, the entire Hell Slaughter Arena erupted into cheers and shouts of fallen soul masters.

"Seen the King of Slaughter."

Shui Bing'er saw the King of Slaughter for the first time. The aura emanating from him was obviously very powerful.

"Bloodthirsty Sword Empress, you have successfully passed the test of the Hell Slaughter Arena. I can now promote you out of turn to become an honored guest of my City of Slaughter. From now on, you will not be bound by the rules of the City of Slaughter. How about it?"

The King of Slaughter looked Shui Bing'er up and down, and a cold killing intent hid deep in his pupils.

Shui Bing'er's achievement of one hundred victories had exceeded his expectations. Considering her considerable strength, he could spare her life.

But he would never allow another God of Slaughter to emerge from the City of Slaughter!

"Thank you for your kindness, King of Slaughter, but I want to rely on my own strength to leave the path of hell."

Shui Bing'er's voice was cold, directly rejecting the King of Slaughter. Water Wuyan had already told her that after achieving one hundred victories, she could qualify to enter the path of hell.

And once she successfully walked out of the path of hell, she would have the domain of the God of Slaughter! Truly becoming a generation's God of Slaughter, free from any rules of the City of Slaughter.

"Is that so."

The King of Slaughter's expression immediately turned dark, emitting a cold chill in his words.

(End of Chapter)