Chapter 56 The Unaffiliated Warriors' Quick Attack! A Textbook-Level Slaughter Feast
Hellish Slaughter Arena, after a hundred victories.
The thick, nauseating smell of blood in the air was nauseating.
Ye Feng held the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella (in spear form) in one hand, thick blood dripping from its tip. At his feet, the last level 90 Soul Douluo Fallen had his throat pierced, dying with his eyes wide open. On the other side of the arena, Tang San was also covered in blood, his Clear Sky Hammer slamming heavily into the ground as he breathed heavily.
The two men stared at each other across the mountain of corpses and sea of blood. Tang San's Purple Demon Eyes blazed with murderous intent as he fixed his gaze on Ye Feng. "Ye Feng, if we leave here, I will kill you," Tang San's voice was icy cold. During their year in the City of Slaughter, Ye Feng had targeted him at every turn, stealing his prey, cutting off his resources, and even harassing and ambushing him multiple times while he rested. If it weren't for the City of Slaughter's prohibition against private duels (except in the Slaughter Arena), they would have already fought to the death.
"What a coincidence, Sect Master Tang." Ye Feng flicked the blood off the Thousand Chance Umbrella, his eyes filled with contempt. "I'm just wondering now, if I were to throw you into the blood pool below, would the Haotian Sect be wiped out?"
"Hehehehe..." In mid-air, the chilling laughter of the King of Slaughter interrupted the confrontation between the two. "Congratulations, young gods of slaughter. The Road to Hell has opened." "Although you are enemies, rules are rules." "However..." The King of Slaughter's crimson gaze fell on Shui Bing'er, Hu Liena, and the others behind Ye Feng. "Bringing so many people into the Road to Hell comes at a price. I wish you... a pleasant death."
Boom! The ground collapsed. The immense suction force instantly engulfed everyone.
come down.
Below them churned blood, a toxin and resentment accumulated over millennia. "Ah—!" The feeling of weightlessness caused Hu Liena, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others to gasp in surprise.
"Shut up if you want to live!" Ye Feng forcefully twisted his body in mid-air, and the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella in his hand suddenly shook. Crack! Crack! Crack! The Thousand Manifestations Umbrella instantly opened, its ribs flipping in reverse, transforming into a propeller-like structure. "Low-Tier Mechanic Skill - Mechanical Rotary Wing!"
Whoosh—the Thousand Chance Umbrella spun rapidly, generating tremendous lift. Ye Feng grabbed Shui Bing'er with his left hand and Zhu Zhuqing with his right, while simultaneously hooking his feet around Dugu Yan and Huo Wu's belts (the posture was unseemly, but saving lives was paramount), forcefully slowing his descent and landing smoothly on the narrow path, which was only half a meter wide.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Tang San's eight spider spears shot out from his back, piercing the rock wall before landing a short distance away. He stared at Ye Feng's strange umbrella, which could transform into a propeller, a flicker of fear and greed in his eyes. "That ingenious mechanism… if it's from the Tang Sect…" Tang San thought bitterly.
"What are you looking at? Look again and I'll gouge your eyes out." Ye Feng glanced coldly at Tang San, then said to the women, "Stay close to me. Tang San will go first, we'll follow behind. Let him scout ahead."
Tang San's face turned ashen: "Ye Feng, are you using me as a shield?"
"You have a problem with that?" Ye Feng's Thousand Chance Umbrella snapped into rifle mode, the dark muzzle pointing directly at Tang San's back. "Either you go ahead and clear the way, or I'll send you on your way right now. Don't forget, there are no rules here. If I kill you, these beauties won't complain."
Tang San gripped the Clear Sky Hammer tightly, his knuckles turning white. Circumstances forced him to act against his will. Ye Feng's umbrella was too unpredictable, effective at both close and long ranges, and this man had no moral compass. "Fine, I'll remember this debt." Tang San turned, activating his Purple Demon Eye, and cautiously walked into the depths of darkness.
First level: Dark gold bat swarm.
They had walked less than a kilometer when suddenly a dense chorus of flapping wings came from ahead. Thousands of blood-red bats surged out of the abyss like a red whirlwind, sweeping across the sky.
"Phoenix Leads Nine Chicks!" Tang San waved his hands, sending dozens of bone-piercing nails flying and striking down a swarm of bats. But there were too many bats, and soon some slipped through his defenses. "Hmph, child's play." Tang San sneered, his Clear Sky Hammer swinging relentlessly, smashing any approaching bats into a bloody pulp.
But he deliberately overlooked the bats on one side. They were heading towards Ye Feng and the others. "I wonder how you're going to handle those women while you're taking care of them," Tang San thought with a sneer.
Facing the swarm of bats rushing towards him, Ye Feng remained completely calm. He held the Thousand Chance Umbrella upright in front of him, and the canopy opened with a whoosh, revealing a dense array of gun barrels inside. "Sharpshooter Skill - Gatling Gun!"
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat! The ribs of the Thousand Chance Umbrella vibrated violently, its internal mechanisms operating at high speed, spewing out a continuous stream of metal bullets. Ye Feng's wrist was extremely steady, the muzzle of the gun drawing perfect arcs in the air—the most basic and practical technique in Glory—the shake gun technique. The bullets seemed to have eyes, each one accurately blasting off a bat's head.
"Bing'er, to the left! Yan Yan, cover with poison mist!" Under Ye Feng's command, the women were not just pretty faces. Although they couldn't use their soul skills, the poison powder sprinkled by Dugu Yan and Zhu Zhuqing's short dagger still formed a second line of defense.
Suddenly, a slightly larger bat broke through the barrage of fire and lunged straight at Ye Feng's face. Ye Feng didn't even stop firing; instead, he slammed his right leg down. "Sharpshooter Skill - Stomp Shot!" He pinned the bat to the narrow path, lowered the muzzle of his Thousand Chance Umbrella gun, and unleashed a barrage of shots at the bat's head. Thud thud thud! Blood and flesh flew everywhere.
Hearing the commotion behind him, Tang San turned around and his pupils contracted sharply. "That rate of fire... even the Zhuge Crossbow can't do that. How exactly does its mechanism load the ammunition?" Tang San felt a deep sense of threat.
Second level: Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King.
As the pile of bat carcasses grew, the three-headed boss finally appeared. With a wingspan of ten meters, it hovered in the air, its three heads simultaneously emitting piercing screams. Sonic attack!
Tang San felt a wave of dizziness wash over him, and he stumbled, nearly falling into the blood pool. He quickly bit his tongue, using his Purple Demon Eye to forcefully regain his composure. "This beast can regenerate; we must destroy all three heads at once!" Tang San realized the situation and shouted, "Ye Feng, cooperate! I'll attack the left, you attack the right!"
"Cooperate? You think you're worthy?" Ye Feng sneered. He had no intention of following Tang San's lead at all.
At this moment, the Bat King swooped down, its enormous claws reaching for Tang San. Tang San had no choice but to swing his Clear Sky Hammer to block the attack. Clang! A loud crash echoed as Tang San was forced back three steps, his hand splitting open. The Bat King, using the force of the impact, rebounded and pounced towards Ye Feng behind him.
"Well done!" Ye Feng advanced instead of retreating. The Thousand Manifestations Umbrella in his hand instantly transformed into a two-meter-long spear. With a flick of his wrist, the spear shot out like a venomous dragon. "Battle Mage Skill - Dragon Fang!"
Thud! The attack was lightning fast and had a powerful stun effect. The spear tip pierced precisely into the eye of the Bat King's middle head. "Screech—!" The Bat King screamed, his body stiffening for a moment.
In that instant of stunned silence, Ye Feng flicked his wrist again, his spear slashing upwards. "Battle Mage Skill - Sky Strike!" The immense force propelled the massive Bat King into the air, throwing it off balance.
"It's not over yet!" Ye Feng's figure flashed, and the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella transformed again, turning into a ninja sword. "Ninja Skill: Shadow Clone Technique!" In everyone's eyes, Ye Feng's figure seemed to split in two, and his true form instantly appeared behind the Bat King.
"Die!" The Thousand Chance Umbrella switched back to its spear form. Ye Feng gripped the spear with both hands, using his waist to generate power, and lashed out from above. "Battle Mage Skill - Round Dance Staff!"
Boom! This strike carried immense force. The Bat King's body was like a cannonball, slammed by Ye Feng from mid-air into the narrow, half-meter-wide rocky path. Bang! The rock shattered. The Bat King's three heads simultaneously struck the ground, its brains splattering. This time, it couldn't get up, because its spine had been completely broken.
The entire arena fell silent. Hu Liena covered her red lips, staring incredulously at the man standing atop the bat's corpse. This fighting style... was too violent, too dazzling! It wasn't a Soul Master's routine at all, but pure, ultimate skillful execution.
Tang San's hand gripping the hammer trembled slightly. He had mentally rehearsed countless times what would have happened if that combo had landed on him… Dragon Fang would stiffen, Sky Strike would launch him into the air, Round Dance Staff would hurl him… He realized he wasn't even 100% confident he could counter it! "Is this his self-created soul skill? It doesn't even require soul power to unleash such power…" The killing intent in Tang San's eyes intensified. If this brat isn't eliminated, he'll become a major threat!
The third level: Ten Fiery Sun Serpents.
The further they went, the higher the temperature became. Finally, at the end of the narrow path, an ancient, fiery red beast with nine tubercles on its back blocked their way. The Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Serpent!
Its golden eyes coldly stared at the two killing gods. "Hiss—!" The Fiery Sun Serpent opened its mouth and spat out a stream of fiery red venom straight at Tang San.
"Ghostly Shadow!" Tang San's figure flickered, dodging the venom. The venom landed on the narrow path, instantly corroding a large pit. "Ye Feng! Its inner core is a treasure, but also extremely dangerous! Its physical defense is extremely high; ordinary attacks are ineffective!" Although Tang San hated Ye Feng, he knew this thing was not easy to deal with. "You attack its lower body, I'll attack its vital point!"
"The inner core?" A glint flashed in Ye Feng's eyes. "I want that thing."
Ye Feng didn't attack the lower body, but instead charged straight forward. "Looking for death!" Tang San cursed inwardly, but could only coordinate his attack, swinging the Clear Sky Hammer to attract the attention of the Fiery Sun Serpent.
The Fiery Sun Serpent was in excruciating pain from Tang San's hammer. It swept its tail, forcing Tang San back, and then opened its blood-red maw. The fleshy tumor on its back glowed red, preparing to unleash its strongest inner core attack.
At that very moment, the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella in Ye Feng's hand transformed once more. The handle lengthened, and the ribs narrowed, transforming into a spear. Ye Feng leaped high into the air, his body spinning and propelling the spear into a black whirlwind.
"That is…" Hu Liena's eyes widened.
Ye Feng's gaze was intensely focused. Although he lacked soul power, he possessed the precise calculations of the Intelligence Skull and the operational awareness of his past life's peak glory. He concentrated all his power into a single point. "Battle Mage Level 75 Ultimate Skill (Physical Version) - Dragon Soaring to the Sky!"
Roar—! A dragon's roar seemed to echo through the air. It was the shockwave generated by the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella cutting through the air. Ye Feng, spear and all, transformed into a black, furious dragon, charging straight at the gaping maw of the Blazing Sun Serpent!
"Is he crazy?!" Tang San exclaimed in shock.
However, Ye Feng was not swallowed. Just as he was about to touch the snake's mouth, Ye Feng slightly moved his wrist, and the spear tip of the Thousand Chance Umbrella suddenly curved into a strange arc—it was the Dragon Raises Its Head technique! The spear tip avoided the venomous fangs and pierced fiercely into the Fiery Sun Serpent's upper jaw, straight to its brain!
Thud! Blood spurted out. The Fiery Sun Serpent writhed in agony, and the entire narrow path trembled.
But that wasn't all. Using the recoil from the thrust, Ye Feng forcibly suspended himself in mid-air. The Thousand Manifestations Umbrella transformed once more, becoming a gigantic mechanical claw. "Qi Master Skill (Umbrella Form Simulation) - Cloud-Catching Hand!"
The mechanical claws extended, precisely seizing the golden-red inner core that the Fiery Sun Serpent was about to spit out. "Come here!" Ye Feng yanked hard. Snap! The blood vessels connecting the inner core severed. The ten-headed Fiery Sun Serpent's inner core, containing terrifying energy, was forcibly pulled out by Ye Feng!
"Hiss! Awooo! Awooo! Awooo! Awooo! Awooo!" Having lost its inner core, the Fiery Sun Serpent let out a desperate scream, its massive body falling helplessly into the abyss of blood, splashing up waves of blood everywhere.
Ye Feng landed steadily on the ground, toying with the scalding hot inner core in his hand, a wicked smile playing on his lips. "Thanks, Tang San. If you hadn't drawn the fire, I wouldn't have been able to get it so easily."
Tang San stood not far away, his eyes fixed on the inner core in Ye Feng's hand. That was a priceless treasure! For any fire-attribute soul master, or anyone seeking to break the poison, it was invaluable. "Ye Feng, everyone who sees it gets a share. I also contributed to this beast's efforts," Tang San said with a grim face.
"Oh? You contributed too?" Ye Feng seemed to have heard a joke. "What did you contribute? Did you tickle it?" "Want it?" Ye Feng casually put the inner core into his storage soul tool. "Maybe in my next life."
"You!" Tang San was furious and was about to raise his Clear Sky Hammer.
"Don't rush into action." Ye Feng pointed ahead. "The exit is just ahead. Don't you want to obtain the Killing God Domain?"
Tang San forcibly suppressed his anger. Indeed, the most urgent matter was to leave this hellish place. Once he was out and his soul power restored, he had plenty of ways to kill Ye Feng. "Go!" Tang San stopped wasting words, using his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Steps to rush towards the white gate of light.
Ye Feng watched Tang San's retreating figure, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. "Leave? Not so easy." He waved to Shui Bing'er and the others behind him, "Quick! Follow me!"
The group ran wildly along the narrow path. Finally, the white curtain of light, representing freedom, was within reach.
Tang San was the first to rush in. He was followed by Hu Liena, Zhu Zhuqing, Shui Bing'er, and others.
Ye Feng walked at the back. Just as one of his feet stepped into the light curtain, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and faced the hellish road that bore witness to a thousand years of sin. The Thousand Manifestations Umbrella in his hand switched to its Gunner form—a hand cannon. But the caliber of this hand cannon was astonishingly large. Ye Feng loaded it with all of his gunpowder reserves.
"Tang San, here's a gift for you," Ye Feng muttered to himself. Although Tang San had already gone inside, that didn't stop him from disgusting those who came after him, or... destroying the foundation of the City of Slaughter.
"Gunner's Awakening Skill (Pseudo) - Quantum Bomb!" (Actually, it's a super-high-yield compressed gunpowder bombardment).
Boom! A deafening roar echoed. The specially designed shell slammed into the pillar of Hell Road. Crack—Boom! The already fragile narrow road collapsed instantly. Countless rubble fell into the blood pool, stirring up towering waves.
Using the immense recoil, Ye Feng was sent flying backwards into the light curtain.
Outside the City of Slaughter.
The icy air rushed into their lungs. Seven figures were teleported out one after another.
As soon as Tang San landed, he immediately sat cross-legged, feeling the gathering of a chilling killing intent within his body—the Killing God Domain! But before he could even rejoice, he heard a deafening explosion behind him. Turning around, he saw a thick plume of smoke billowing from the teleportation vent, clearly indicating a dramatic change had occurred inside.
"Ye Feng! What have you done?!" Tang San roared angrily.
Ye Feng got up from the ground, dusted himself off, and the Thousand Chance Umbrella transformed back into an ordinary oil-paper umbrella, which he carried on his shoulder. "Nothing." "I just thought that road was too difficult to walk, so I helped the people who came after me... by cutting off the road." "And by the way, I delivered a clock to that old bat, the King of Slaughter."
Tang San looked at this madman and a deep chill ran through him. Cut off the road?! He wanted to destroy the City of Slaughter?! This man's actions were utterly lawless!
"What? Want to fight?" Ye Feng sensed the surge of soul power emanating from Tang San and a slight smile played on his lips. "You want to fight right after recovering your soul power? Are you sure?" Behind Ye Feng, five beauties—Shui Bing'er, Huo Wu, Dugu Yan, Zhu Zhuqing, and Hu Liena—stepped forward in unison, their soul power surging. Although they were weak from their initial appearance, it was a five-on-one situation, especially with the unfathomable Ye Feng in tow.
Tang San's eyes darkened. He glanced at Hu Liena. Although Hu Liena was from the Spirit Hall, she was clearly on Ye Feng's side at this moment. "Hmph." Tang San concealed his aura and turned to leave. "Ye Feng, our friendship will endure." "At the finals of the Continental High-Level Soul Master Elite Tournament, I will defeat you in front of the entire world." "Then, we'll settle all our old and new scores!"
After saying that, Tang San used his Ghost Shadow Steps technique and disappeared into the wasteland in a few leaps. He needed to find his father, Tang Hao, immediately to report everything that had happened.
Ye Feng watched Tang San's departing figure, the killing intent in his eyes slowly receding. "The finals?" "I'm afraid we won't live to see that." Ye Feng touched the inner core of the Fiery Sun Serpent in his pocket. "With this, the Thousand Chance Umbrella can undergo its sixth upgrade." "Then..." "Even a Title Douluo, I can make him kneel and sing 'Conquer'."
"Let's go, girls." Ye Feng turned around and looked at the vast expanse of sky and earth. "We've cleared the Hell Dungeon."
"Next, it's time to go to Tiandou City and have a good chat with that 'Crown Prince' about life."
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