"Watch out!"
Ah Yin shouted at once; her keen divinity had come to her aid again.
Just then, The two Zhu sisters sprang apart to either side as the blood-drinkers dropped their quarrel and swarmed them in a united assault.
Their speed and strength were outstanding, every move dripping murderous intent, and the sisters were instantly forced back step by step.
In the end, Chu Feng had to intervene; a faint ripple of his Sun God majesty quelled the sudden frenzy.
But only for a moment—this was, after all, Slaughter City, where killing never ends.
"The blood's driving them mad," Chu Feng said. "It must be a mix of marrow-washed mortal essence."
marrow-washing, as mentioned earlier, is when cultivators purge mortal marrow to become immortals; for mortals without the talent, it's suicide.
Their corpses aren't ordinary either—nicknamed "half-immortal corpses," steeped in grudges that feed demonic energy and even defy the great dao's fortune.
Beneath our feet lie tens of thousands of such corpses; drink their blood and you willingly fall into demonhood, no longer human, nor ghost.
Of course, this horror is confined to Douluo Continent's karma frame; in a true cultivation World it wouldn't be so perverse.
Which made Chu Feng ever more curious—why had the united armies of the two Empires chosen this as their final target?
"Hold on—are you saying Slaughter City has, on some level, been tampered with?"
Thanks to richer battle experience and the Zhu clan's noble resources, Zhu Zhuyun could read the situation well.
She was right: originally Slaughter City was merely a killing ground where fallen Spirit Masters and continental experts sought slaughter and tempering, nothing more.
Now, besides killing, it held cannibalism, demonic taint, and other exceedingly evil, heretical factors.
Turning an already rule-less, order-less, inhuman chaos even more uncontrollable.
"Who could be so inhuman as to marrow-wash so many people?"
Ah Yin was frightened, even more so at the sight of the blood-soaked sinners before her.
Zhu Zhuqing was puzzled: "But heaven's fortune has only shifted for less than a month—could it really affect the continent this drastically?"
Clearly, their minds had grown used to the investiture of the gods system, yet seeing a calamity akin to investiture in reality was still hard to believe.
At that point Zhu Zhuyun summoned her Spirit, the Hell Civet, and the bloodthirsty horde began to stir again.
Realizing they might be stuck here awhile, the group dubbed these people "Bloodfiends" for easier reference.
Right now, even Chu Feng's Sun God majesty seemed unable to deter them; the situation was turning dire.
Yet he remained icily calm—he knew these Bloodfiends had shown fear moments ago; their renewed recklessness must be driven by something behind the scenes.
So he hit on a plan and said confidently, "Stick close to me. I've got a way; barring accidents, we'll soon have answers."
"Hmm? What?" Ah Yin was lost.
Zhu Zhuyun only sniffed: "Hmph, whatever."
Zhu Zhuqing simply nodded.
Then Chu Feng prepared to accelerate, manifesting the handy axe of his Spirit—Xingtian—to cut through the tangled hemp.
Again he stressed, "Don't fall behind—stay tight to the spirit power I release."
"Quit nagging; let's see what you've got," Zhu Zhuyun sneered.
Next, Chu Feng charged with his axe straight into the densest pack of desperados on the east side, the bloodiest zone.
The thrust naturally enraged most Bloodfiends—they'd never share their turf with outsiders.
Chu Feng had no intention of being neighborly either; with a sharp axe, he simply reaped lives.
Blood flared sky-high, spirit power flew, and the Bloodfiends died on the blood-soaked ground they craved, merging perfectly with it.
Though still nauseated behind Chu Feng, Ah Yin's God Position of Order was no ornament; she channeled order energy to spot anyone who might escape the axe so she could finish them.
Such decisive killing resolve came from the fusion of Blue Silver Emperor and Dragon Bloodline—the calmer her personality, the deadlier her intent.
Watching beside her, The two Zhu sisters shuddered, wondering what had shaped Ah Yin's other face.
The answer was obvious—Chu Feng's actions made it clear: in Slaughter City, only the living self and the slain enemy exist.
Boom—
Chu Feng was on a roll, sending a heap of heads flying skyward before they thudded down, carving a little river of red.
At the sight, Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing glanced at each other, gulped, and steeled their resolve.
Kill! If they didn't, they might end as desolate as the tens of thousands of corpses underfoot.
"blood offering to Chi You—let no idle soul come near!"
Suddenly someone in the distance shouted, unhurried, neither frantic nor calm, like a wizard's prayer at a ritual.
They seemed indifferent to Chu Feng's approach and the Bloodfiends' annihilation, as if the slaughter in the blood-soaked land had nothing to do with them.
And the eight words rang out again: "blood offering to Chi You—let no idle soul come near!"
Then a crimson moon slowly rose in the sky, red mist spreading to blanket the desolate ground.
The surviving Bloodfiends scrambled frantically in all directions, no longer crazed enough to fight to the death.
"Why does that 'blood offering to Chi You' scare them more than death itself?" Ah Yin exclaimed.
She couldn't fathom it, and the Zhu sisters understood even less—then they slammed into an invisible energy wall.
"It's a barrier," Zhu Zhuqing said. "No wonder they're unmoved by the outside World."
Zhu Zhuyun stayed calm, trying to rip the air with her claws, crude and reckless.
That only triggered a rebound; ripples of barrier power splashed like water, buffeting the trio.
Chu Feng arrived just in time; without hesitation he slashed with his axe, cracking the barrier like shattered glass.
Yet it didn't break entirely—some mighty divine force resisted him.
So Chu Feng sank his qi to his dantian and struck again; this burst of power shook the entire barrier, not just the spot before them.
At last the distant shouter lost composure and yelled, "Quick! Enemy intrusion!"
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