CHAPTER 312: CHAPTER 312: LEAVING SLAUGHTER CITY

It was as if a mouse had seen a cat—instinctive fear took over!

This was why the Slaughter King was so shocked and horrified.

How could such a spirit beast, which had supposedly been extinct for countless years, appear right before his eyes?!

What kind of luck was this?

Since when had the Slaughter King’s luck been so good?

"Hmph, there are no Light Holy Dragons on the continent anymore, but there are Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragons! Wo Long is the Light Holy Dragon awakened through the bloodline reversion of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul!"

Seeing the Slaughter King’s shocked and disbelieving expression, Xiao Yu sneered as he spoke.

These words were not only for the Slaughter King but also for the Asura God and the Rakshasa God.

After all, all the pure-blooded dragons on the continent were currently recuperating at the bottom of the Life Lake.

There were no pure-blooded dragons in the outside world.

Thus, the sudden appearance of a fully-formed Light Holy Dragon, especially in the form of a martial soul, was too conspicuous.

To avoid alerting anyone, Xiao Yu thought it best to lay some groundwork first.

There was no other choice. After all, within Slaughter City, the divine senses of both the Asura God and the Rakshasa God were present, waiting for suitable inheritors for their divine positions.

Therefore, to avoid drawing too much attention, it was better to be cautious!

"Hmph, even if your martial soul is the Light Holy Dragon, with your mere Soul Sage-level strength, I refuse to believe—"

Just as the Slaughter King was about to continue his threats, he saw the seven deep red, almost purple, hundred-thousand-year soul rings floating around Xiao Yu.

Instantly, the Slaughter King was dumbfounded.

He stared in disbelief at the seven hundred-thousand-year soul rings on Xiao Yu.

What was he seeing?!

What were those seven red rings floating around the Hell Executioner?!

Were those soul rings?!

What the hell!

Seven hundred-thousand-year soul rings?!

What the hell are you?!

How can a human have seven hundred-thousand-year soul rings?!

How the hell did you do that?! Are you even human?!

Even Tang Chen, the man he was possessing, who was known as the strongest on land, only had one hundred-thousand-year soul ring!!

And you, a mere Soul Sage, have seven hundred-thousand-year soul rings?!

Are you mass-producing hundred-thousand-year soul rings or something?!

Seeing the seven hundred-thousand-year soul rings on Xiao Yu, the Slaughter King finally understood why Xiao Yu was so confident in stopping him.

Damn it, seven hundred-thousand-year soul rings, supreme light attribute, and a martial soul that perfectly counters his own—the Light Holy Dragon!

Not to mention Xiao Yu’s body, which was comparable to a Title Douluo’s!

With these three factors combined, even if the Slaughter King were at full strength, he doubted he could defeat the Hell Executioner.

After all, in the face of Xiao Yu’s light attribute, the Slaughter King’s power would naturally be reduced by thirty percent.

Damn it, is this Hell Executioner really that strong?!

No wonder I never saw him use his martial soul before.

At this moment, the Slaughter King deeply regretted not killing the Hell Executioner when he had the chance.

If he had just killed him back then, none of this would be happening now!

Given the current situation, unless he awakened Tang Chen, who wielded the Asura Demon Sword, he had no way to deal with the Hell Executioner.

After all, he couldn’t use Tang Chen’s full strength!

If Tang Chen, at Level 99, were to act, perhaps he could take down this guy.

But if Tang Chen were to awaken, would the Slaughter King still be able to maintain control over his consciousness?

After all, he was just a parasite. If Tang Chen were to fully break free, the Slaughter King would be as good as dead.

While the Slaughter King was struggling internally, Xiao Yu didn’t waste time arguing with him.

His seventh soul ring began to glow with a dazzling red light.

Soon, as the soul ring flashed.

The seven blood-red soul rings on Xiao Yu’s body surged into Wo Long’s body.

Wo Long’s body began to grow rapidly as the seven blood-red soul rings entered it.

Finally, when a seventy-meter-tall Light Holy Dragon, radiating golden light, appeared above Slaughter City, Xiao Yu’s light, almost casual words reached the Slaughter King’s ears.

"Slaughter King, I’ll give you two choices now. I want to see if Slaughter City can still be called Slaughter City without the Hell Slaughter Arena."

After saying this, Wo Long didn’t hesitate and immediately unleashed a breath attack towards the Hell Slaughter Arena!

"Roar!!!"

"Hell Executioner, you don’t fight with honor!!"

Seeing the golden dragon breath, about ten meters in diameter, flying towards the Hell Slaughter Arena, the Slaughter King’s expression turned to one of panic.

He quickly flew towards the Hell Slaughter Arena.

The Hell Slaughter Arena couldn’t be destroyed.

If it were destroyed.

Rebuilding it would be one thing, but during that time, how would he continue to obtain Bloody Mary?!

That was his main source of Bloody Mary!!

Without Bloody Mary, the operations of Slaughter City would be severely affected!

This damn Hell Executioner, using such underhanded tactics!

As the Slaughter King rushed to block the dragon breath, Xiao Yu sneered.

He glanced down at Yu Xiaogang, who was filled with despair and shock.

Then, with a flap of his dragon wings.

He turned and flew away.

Seeing Xiao Yu leave, Wo Long also stopped its breath attack.

It followed Xiao Yu and flew out of Slaughter City.

After all, Slaughter City was the territory of the Asura God, and the sneaky Rakshasa God was also watching.

Therefore, Xiao Yu preferred to avoid large-scale battles if possible.

Otherwise, if he attracted the attention of the Asura God and the Rakshasa God, his future plans would become much more complicated.

Meanwhile, since the guards of Slaughter City had been wiped out, Hu Liena was able to carry Bibi Dong out of Slaughter City without any obstacles.

They returned to the small town outside Slaughter City.

There, Ju Douluo had been waiting in a tavern for a long time.

Beside him were the corpses of two bartenders who had died with their eyes wide open.

As for Gui Douluo, he was waiting at another exit.

They had agreed that whoever came out from their side would immediately notify the other!

Then the other would come to support!

If they hadn’t known that soul skills couldn’t be used within Slaughter City, and that entering would only make them a burden.

They would have rushed in to help long ago.

Instead of sitting here anxiously, unable to do anything.

"Grandpa Ju!!"

Just as Ju Douluo was growing increasingly anxious, Hu Liena’s voice rang out.

"Nana!!"

Seeing Hu Liena carrying the weakened Bibi Dong out of Slaughter City, Ju Douluo finally showed a smile.

But when he saw how weak the Pope’s aura was, his smile turned to anger.

"Alright, Grandpa Ju, the most important thing now is to heal Teacher!! Her condition isn’t right!"

Hu Liena, seeing Ju Douluo’s twisted expression of anger, tried to comfort him.