Chapter 94 The King of Slaughter Backs Down, Casting a Bloody Swan's Kiss_1
I refuse...
These three words echoed in everyone's ears.
For a moment, many of the Fallen Ones almost thought they had misheard.
"Can it truly be that someone would refuse the invitation of the King of Slaughter?"
"To become an indigenous resident, a Guest Elder, isn't that the very goal we pursue unwaveringly?"
Yet he actually chose to refuse!
Cries of shock rose and fell in waves.
"Silence!"
Suddenly, the King of Slaughter issued a cold command, and the scene immediately quieted down.
He looked at Qin Xiao again, "Are you sure you refuse my proposal?"
Without any hesitation, Qin Xiao nodded, "Yes. You should have guessed that we're not here to stay forever, but to temper ourselves. Taking the Hell Road is our final trial in Slaughter City!"
Slaughter City, Hell Road!
Although the King of Slaughter had already speculated in his heart, he couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat after hearing Qin Xiao's words.
Subconsciously, he was reminded of the inscriptions on the allegorical wall of Slaughter City.
When the Killing God descends, a disaster of hell unfolds!
For Slaughter City, the true emergence of every Killing God is synonymous with a bloody disaster.
Moreover, with two Killing Gods already outside of Slaughter City, he didn't wish for more to arise.
Even if there was a possibility of failure for these three individuals in front of him.
But what if they succeeded?
He dared not bet on it!
"Young man, take heed for your own good!"
"You may not know how many people have perished on the Hell Road, even Titled Douluo stronger than you have fallen."
The King of Slaughter said coldly.
He had also seen Qin Xiao's combat footage, where Qin Xiao fought without dragging his feet or wasting an ounce of effort, mastering the art of combat to a terrifying level.
In his view, although Qin Xiao was strong, his Cultivation Realm definitely could not surpass that of a Soul Emperor.
He could suppress Qin Xiao with a flip of his hand.
Even if it meant breaking the rules of Slaughter City, he would not hesitate.
No matter what, he could not allow Slaughter City to suffer more losses.
"So, you are trying to stop me?"
Qin Xiao asked calmly.
"Not to stop you, but for your own good."
"Young people do not know how to make the right choices, now let me help you."
As the King of Slaughter spoke, circles of blood-colored patterns erupted from him.
An overwhelming presence unique to Titled Douluo Level made it suffocating to breathe.
Thump, thump.
Some weaker Fallen Ones had already collapsed to the ground, unable to bear the pressure.
"As the King of Slaughter City, I have always won people over with virtue."
"Young man, have you considered your choice carefully now?"
The King of Slaughter assumed Qin Xiao would now make the right choice.
"Heh, what a way to 'win people over with virtue.'
But do you think I'm someone you can mold at will?" Qin Xiao suddenly laughed.
His voice fell, and he activated Martial Soul Possession.
Mysterious auras shrouded him, making his entire being seem surreal.
With the release of his powerful soul power, he slowly floated up from the platform.
"Floating in midair, this kid is a Titled Douluo!"
"My God, how old is he? When I was his age, I was still muddling through as a Grand Soul Master!"
"No wonder he could finish a hundred battles in one day, it's really too horrifying."
"...."
The Fallen Ones were dumbfounded.
And those who nearly stepped onto the platform to compete with Qin Xiao felt immensely relieved.
Luckily, they hadn't gone up, they had saved a life.
"Titled Douluo, you, you're actually a Titled Douluo!"
Shock filled the eyes of the King of Slaughter.
In his knowledge, there weren't any Titled Douluo as young as Qin Xiao.
"Hahaha, young man, I must say you really surprise me."
"But maybe there is one thing you don't understand, that in Slaughter City I am king, and even as a Titled Douluo, without soul skills, you still have to crawl before me!"
He laughed arrogantly, clearly not taking Qin Xiao seriously.
"Really?"
The corners of Qin Xiao's mouth curved up slightly, revealing a mysterious smile. In his heart, he shouted silently, Nine Heavens Tribulation Light!
Boom!
The next moment, a purple thunderbolt flashed and disappeared in the sky above Slaughter City.
It was this streak of lightning that seemed to tear through space, transcending time.
A dark fissure appeared in the heavens, and within the fissure, dim and indistinct, the images of nine heavens seemed to emerge.
Mysterious, obscure, terrifying, powerful...
The aura that burst forth from the fissure was as if it would bring about the end of the world.
"Danger, extreme danger!"
The King of Slaughter was horror-struck, and looking at Qin Xiao with disbelief, he asked, "This, this is a soul skill, how can you still release a soul skill?"
Qin Xiao answered indifferently, "You should be aware, not all soul skills are suppressed by Slaughter City!"
"What, that means, this is your soul bone skill?"
"No, that's not right, this is... Self-created Soul Skills!"
The King of Slaughter recognized the abnormality of the soul skill, "How could you possibly comprehend such a powerful and terrifying self-created soul skill?"
Such a monstrosity.
"Enough talk, my patience is limited."
Qin Xiao couldn't be bothered with further useless talk, "I forgot to tell you, I am also a man who likes to 'win people over with virtue', so I trust you will make the right choice."
Actually, if conditions permitted, Qin Xiao would have truly struck the King of Slaughter with Nine Heavens Tribulation Light.
However, the consumption of Nine Heavens Tribulation Light was too great, and with his current soul power, a single strike would drain all of his soul power.
But could that instantly kill the King of Slaughter?