Douluo Continent: Starting with a Tom Cat

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But Shen An is an anomaly, seemingly unrestricted, even though these are rules set by the gods!

Thinking of this, the City of Slaughter became even angrier. Such an existence was undoubtedly a huge hidden danger to the City of Slaughter, but he was completely helpless against it.

He was merely possessing Tang Chen's body and could not unleash the full power of this demigod-like body, making him utterly incapable of defeating Shen An, who could freely display his strength.

Thinking of this, the King of Slaughter looked at Shen An with a meaningful expression. He didn't understand why such a being existed.

"You say you'll fight, and you say you won't?" Shen An said disdainfully, but did not continue to attack. However, the sword intent on his body had not yet dissipated, and he seemed ready to continue to attack if things got heated.

"Then what do you want!" the King of Slaughter said bitterly. In all these years, this was the first time anyone had dared to speak to him like that.

"You should at least give me some local specialties to make up for the emotional distress you caused me by attacking you," Shen An said casually.

"Are you crazy? What special products does the City of Slaughter have? Bloody Mary? At most, I'll allow you to enter the City of Slaughter at will, and you can enjoy everything here."

It has to be said that the King of Slaughter is cunning. Anyway, he can't do anything about Shen An, and he can't control what Shen An really wants to do.

Shen An pouted: "Old Sha, you're not being honest. Don't you have something here called the Road to Hell? Open it for me, it just so happens I need a domain."

Before Shen An arrived, Bibi Dong had clearly explained to him what Hu Liena's purpose was in going to the Slaughter City. Shen An couldn't help but have his own ideas, and decided to take the opportunity to extort money from the Slaughter King.

"I think you've really gone mad. Only those who win a hundred consecutive matches in the Hell Slaughter Arena are qualified to enter the Hell Road!"

"Fine, then I'll go participate in the Hell Slaughter Arena," Shen An said nonchalantly.

"You son of a bitch!" The King of Slaughter cursed. For a Title Douluo whose strength was completely unrestricted to enter the Hell Slaughter Arena, it was as easy as cutting melons and vegetables.

If Shen An is let in, he could probably wipe out everyone in the inner city of the Slaughter City overnight.

"Just tell me if you agree or not. If you don't agree, believe me, I'll cut down all your men and leave you as a commander without any troops."

Shen An unceremoniously placed his sword against the neck of the woman in the black veil.

A woman in black veil...

She was utterly dumbfounded; why was the King of Slaughter threatening her life?

The King of Slaughter was so enraged that he burst into laughter: "Although I don't know why you are not affected by this domain, don't think that you can act recklessly just because of your strength!"

“My Slaughter City’s law enforcement team has no shortage of Title Douluos and Soul Douluos. Under my domain, they can unleash their full power. Do you think you can get out alive with our combined strength?”

As the king of the dark world, he naturally wouldn't be threatened by anyone, and he even harbored a real intention to kill Shen An.

As soon as Shen An showed any signs of fear or hesitation, he immediately summoned the enforcement team and went to the front lines.

Unfortunately, the King of Slaughter was disappointed. Shen An was not only unafraid, but also sneered repeatedly.

Nine-Leaf Sword Grass pointed directly at the King of Slaughter's nose: "Old Deng, I think you can't tell the difference between the big and small kings. I didn't even use my Martial Soul True Body, yet I was able to fight you to a standstill. How can you threaten me?"

"Besides, I, Yan, am not only exceptional in attack, but also in speed. If you want to keep me here, you can try?"

"Let's see if your domain coverage speed is faster, or my killing speed is faster!"

Shen An had no guilty conscience at all. Although he didn't have a so-called Martial Soul True Body, he could still pretend.

In this world, you have to be able to boast; the more you boast, the more powerful you seem.

The King of Slaughter's face turned completely ashen. Shen An was right; the domain's coverage had its limits. Once he charged out, killing those Soul Masters with sealed Soul Rings would be as easy as killing chickens.

To be honest, the King of Slaughter doesn't want anyone else to become a God of Slaughter through the Hell Road.

Take Tang San as an example. Even though Tang San is invincible in the Hell Slaughter Grounds and almost undefeated in every battle, the King of Slaughter is not worried at all.

Because the Hell Road is now much more difficult, normally no one can pass it. There's no need to worry about those who attempt the Hell Road with a hundred wins; they'll die on their own.

But Shen An is different. As a Title Douluo who can unleash his full power, venturing into the Hell Road is basically like walking on flat ground for him.

Seeing that the King of Slaughter was hesitating, Shen An decided to increase the stakes. Without saying a word, he transformed into a dazzling sword light, breaking through the hall and flying into the sky.

"Intercept the Clouds!"

A powerful surge of soul energy was poured into the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, and in an instant, a hundred-meter-long sword beam condensed, aimed directly at the inner city. If this sword were to strike, a large number of the restricted soul masters would die.

Unfortunately, Tang San was caught in the shadow of this sword light. He was filled with despair and looked at Shen An, who was incredibly powerful in the sky, in disbelief. He couldn't understand how someone could use a soul skill in the City of Slaughter.

Not only him, but countless soul masters in the inner city of the Slaughter City looked at Shen An in the sky with horror.

boom!

Shen An swung his sword down, and the King of Slaughter instantly flew over, spreading out crimson ripples to block the attack. Shen An was forced back several steps, feeling his blood churning in his chest.

"Enough! I promise you!"

The King of Slaughter stared at Shen An with a ferocious expression. What a humiliation! His territory was being threatened by an outsider.

Shen An landed immediately, nodding in satisfaction. He could get a domain for free, how great.

Shen An: Hehe.

King of Slaughter: No, not at all.

"By the way, this is our Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden, training in your Slaughter City. I don't want anything to happen to her," Shen An said, pointing at Hu Liena and pushing his luck.

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Chapter 291 Choosing Between Being Deficit and Getting Angry: Being Deficit

Being threatened is a very unpleasant experience.

Therefore, the King of Hell chose to be angry rather than incompetent.

There's nothing we can do. People like Shen An are truly special; they're not bound by the rules of this place, leaving us helpless.

The woman in black veil who brought Shen An was completely stunned. The King of Hell, who was as powerful as a god in her heart, was actually being threatened by an outsider and had to swallow her pride and accept it.

At the same time, when Shen An unleashed that earth-shattering sword strike, Tang Hao, who was hiding in the town, also suddenly changed his expression.

It wasn't that the power was so strong that it astonished him; he, Tang, believed that his own peak strength was several levels above this sword strike.

Of course, now that his hand is broken, it will affect his performance, so let's not talk about it.

What truly shocked him was that someone could unleash their full power with a soul skill in a place like the City of Slaughter.

As far as he knew, apart from himself and that female pope, no one in the world could use their full power in the Killing City, which was an inescapable prison.

Tang Hao's expression was uncertain; he couldn't understand it, he really couldn't understand it.

"Oh no, a mistress." Tang Hao's thoughts changed again.

He and his son have a deep-seated hatred for the Spirit Hall. If that person from the Spirit Hall were to see them, his son, who has the potential to become a god, would surely die a tragic death in the capital.

Ignoring the risk of being discovered, Tang Hao vanished from his spot in an instant and reappeared at the Nameless Tavern the next moment.

Tom, who was standing alone outside, took off his hood to get some fresh air, and his eyes met Tang Hao's.

'How did he/she get here?!'

Tang Hao was fiercely protective of his son, but he also hated Shen An and Tom so much that his teeth itched. His anger surged. If he couldn't beat the elders of the Spirit Hall, he could at least beat an ordinary cat like you.

With a flash of black light, the enormous Haotian Hammer suddenly appeared in his hand.

The next second, Tom was horrified to see the hammerhead in his eyes grow bigger and bigger.

boom!!!

A powerful shockwave erupted, shattering the small tavern into pieces.

Tom was sitting in the room when he swung the hammer at his forehead, and it flew out like a shooting star.

Tom, flying into the sky, looked angry. Did he really think the honest cat was easy to bully?

Just then, Tom spotted a cloud nearby, grabbed it with both hands, and pulled the cloud several meters higher, until it miraculously came to a slow stop.

Normally, a cat in the sky should fall down, but Tom is different. He puts his hands together and spreads them outward, then pushes off with his legs, as if swimming.

Little by little, it slowly swam from above the clouds back to its original position at its inherent speed.

Tom's eyes burned with fury. He silently took out a hammer engraved with 100 tons, sat down by the hole, and waited for his prey to come to him.

At this moment, the wise Tang San had already found a place to hide, as he really didn't want that hundred-meter-long sword beam to fall on him.

"Let's go. Hu Liena and your men will familiarize themselves with the rules of the Killing City. You take me to see the Road to Hell."

The King of Slaughter walked out of the collapsing palace without saying a word.

Never mind, the reason I didn't want anyone to cross the Hell Road was to prevent them from gaining the ability to run rampant in the Killing City.

But this person in front of me is not restricted, so let him go ahead and do whatever he wants. Besides, I have no choice but to let him do whatever he wants.

“Your Highness, then my mission is complete. Why don’t you go with them to gain experience?” Shen An said.

Hu Liena hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped herself. If there were an opportunity to take a shortcut, who would want to work hard and struggle?

They came to the City of Slaughter to obtain the qualification for the Hell Road, so that they could pass through it and obtain the God of Slaughter Domain.

But how difficult it is to win every battle! A slight mistake can lead to death and destruction. And the hellish path after a hundred victories is almost certain death.

Yes, Hu Liena came with an almost do-or-die mentality, but the problem was, there were no shortcuts to take before.

Following Elder Yan, you can simply relax and enjoy a life of happiness.

Bibi Dong still had to consider the overall situation. If she really threatened the King of Slaughter, he certainly wouldn't dare to do it. But Yan Chixia was different. The King of Slaughter didn't know his background and was genuinely afraid that he would act recklessly.

The King of Slaughter's senses were incredibly sharp, and he immediately said with a dark face, "No, I can only open the Hell Road for you. If everyone is like you, how can I continue to run this Slaughter City?"

"The existence of the Killing City is of great benefit to the mainland. Without my prison, where there is no way out, the situation outside would be even more chaotic. If you continue to be aggressive, I will fight you to the death."

Shen An gave Hu Liena a helpless look, then laughed and said, "Old Sha, you underestimate me. I'm very disciplined, so I won't make things difficult for you."

The King of Slaughter laughed instantly, furious. This guy was shameless, trying to make things difficult for him.

If it weren't for his superb cultivation, he would have definitely skinned the other party alive.

"Hmm?" The King of Slaughter noticed that the God of Slaughter had entered the City of Slaughter. He glanced at Shen An without making a sound, and the schemes of using someone else to kill and devouring wolves to drive away tigers instantly came to mind.

If one of these restless and dangerous elements could be killed off by their own people, that would be enough. Although he didn't leave the City of Slaughter, he was still aware of the sordid dealings between Tang Hao and the Spirit Hall.

The more he thought about it, the more promising it seemed. He just needed to keep it secret and not let anyone suspect him. However, he had to wait for a suitable opportunity. If there wasn't one, he would rather give up.

This King of Slaughter is very strong, but he is overly cautious.

The woman in black veiled led Hu Liena away, and Shen An followed the King of Slaughter into the inner city.

Upon entering the inner city, he was immediately struck by a sense of luxury and madness, with colorful lights everywhere.

The inner city was in utter chaos, filled with excited laughter and agonizing cries; evil was everywhere.

But when the King of Slaughter stepped in, all the sounds fell silent; everyone recognized this king.

Here, the king of slaughter is a true god!

The King of Slaughter paid no attention to the actions of these people, and continued to lead Shen An toward a circular building, or rather a cone-shaped building—the Hell Slaughter Arena.

At this moment, the Hell Slaughter Arena had just finished a battle, and the atmosphere was brought to its peak by the arrival of the King of Slaughter.

"King of Slaughter! King of Slaughter! King of Slaughter!" The Fallen roared madly, their voices hoarse but showing no sign of stopping.

'Interesting. No wonder the King of Slaughter cares so much about maintaining the Slaughter City,' Shen An thought to himself.

Since one can enjoy all the extravagance and debauchery here, why bother going to the outside world? Here, the King of Hell is the absolute ruler, but it's a different story on the entire continent.

Of course, the King of Hell here is not the same person as Tang Chen.

The King of Slaughter surveyed the fallen ones around him and slowly said, "Today, I, the King, will open the Road to Hell. You are all witnesses; rejoice to your hearts' content!"

As he spoke, rings of pale red light emanated from the King of Slaughter. This was not a murderous aura, but an extremely evil one, chilling one to the bone.

Shen An didn't care at all; this level of intensity had no effect on him whatsoever. On the contrary, he watched the scene with great interest.

The evil, cold red ripples slowly spread out, covering the entire area in the blink of an eye.

The Fallen Ones sitting in the audience were unusually excited, all hoping to see the Hell Road open, unaware that their lives were about to come to an end.

It should be noted that, apart from the God of Slaughter and the King of Slaughter, no one in the City of Slaughter has ever seen the Hell Road open.

Because all those who witnessed it, without exception, became sacrifices for the opening of the road to hell.

The Fallen Ones, who had been cheering wildly, fell silent as the red light descended. Their eyes became vacant, then turned bloodshot.

Before long, the red light completely enveloped the entire hellish killing field, and painful screams came from the audience, growing louder and louder.

The fallen ones seemed to be insane, scratching their bodies incessantly, their screams containing an intense, pleasurable excitement, as if they were deriving boundless joy from it.

Flesh and skin rolled up, blood splattered everywhere, and internal organs were ripped out of the body until the end of life, when this madness finally stopped.