[Host, aren't you going to find Hu Liena and Xie Yue first?]

The insecure 886 said that in times like these, you should stick together.

Qian Yuelong straightened up, raised her hand, and a rich golden light bloomed in her palm. One after another, deep halos rose from her feet, turning the dimly lit room a deep red.

"No rush. Xie Yue and Nana aren't clueless children. Let them fly independently for a while. I need to make thorough preparations first."

Since the appearance is already disguised, wouldn't it be safer to disguise the martial soul as well?

Although she doesn't possess twin martial souls and can switch between them directly, however...

The spiritual power flowing within his body like a living spring and the stagnant soul power slowly circulated, the two energies, one cold and one hot, converging to form a mysterious pattern.

Qian Yuelong closed her eyes.

Spiritual power and soul power gradually merged into one force through repeated use of the Heavenly Derivation Technique.

Like a sprouting seed, it grows long and intricate roots.

While 886 was still babbling in confusion, it saw the Floating World Golden Lotus floating in Qian Yuelong's palm compress from 3D to 2D. The golden or gradient lotus petals transformed into umbrella leaves, with the familiar purple-gold tips.

Golden light, like a cascading waterfall, poured out a tangible outline, transforming into a 3D umbrella with a thousand-petal lotus totem canopy amidst the astonishing garbled code of the 886 program!

886: [? ? ?]

[Wasn't your first soul skill restricted? How can you still change your martial soul form?]

886 exclaimed in shock.

Qian Yuelong's curled eyelashes trembled as she opened her still-bright gray eyes, gazing at her familiar umbrella-shaped martial soul, a slight smile playing on her lips:

'Hmm... if my suspicions are correct, the Floating World Golden Lotus isn't a true plant-based martial soul. Or rather, its current Thousand-Petal Lotus appearance is merely a manifestation of its mimicry.'

'Its true nature is still unclear, but the form it manifests is related to my thoughts and ideas, which is why it takes the shape of a lotus flower.'

【Hmm?】886 suddenly noticed the key point.

[You said the form your martial soul takes is related to your thoughts and ideas. When you awakened your martial soul, you clearly had the chance to awaken an angelic martial soul, but it turned into a lotus... What were you thinking at that time?]

Qian Yuelong blinked: "Oh, I was thinking, angels are ultimately Western gods, and the leading force in the Western pantheon should be Buddhism, right? But awakening a chanting Buddha seems a bit strange; sitting on a lotus is much better. It's powerful and cool."

886: [...So you could have awakened the Angelic Martial Soul, and solidified your title as the Child of God back then, but instead... Aaaaaah! Is your Martial Soul a shapeshifter? It can change so much!]

Qian Yuelong raised her palm, revealing the lotus umbrella floating in mid-air, and sighed, "Having a Ditto isn't so bad. However, this form is a bit unexpected. Aside from some differences in color and details, this new martial soul form looks remarkably like my wife from my past life."

She would call it a dreamlike meal replacement from another world.

886: [...]

Everyone says that a sword cultivator's wife is a sword, but does that mean an umbrella cultivator's wife is an umbrella?

886 feels a bit like he's been ripped off.

But Qian Yuelong clearly intends to kill everyone else. She's ready to go back to her old ways and take her meal replacement wife directly to the hellish killing field!

[Wait, wait, wait! What if you run into Hu Liena and the others in the killing field?! What will you tell them then?]

"Let's blame it on the soul bone." Qian Yuelong remained completely unfazed. "The left arm soul bone I obtained in the Elite Tournament already had the illusionary ability to materialize. Anyway, the soul bone is on me, so what do they care what skill I acquired?"

The soul bones passed down from the Angel lineage all have a perfect disguise effect, which proves that there are still soul bones in this world that can disguise themselves.

886: [...]

After eating some dry rations and resting for a while in the room, Qian Yuelong tidied up the room, set up a small trap to keep it unattended, and then left with peace of mind, heading straight for the Hell Slaughter Arena.

There is no daytime in the land of slaughter, only endless night.

Therefore, the Hell Killing Fields are actually open 24 hours a day. The staff inside also work 24 hours a day, or even 48 or 72 hours a day without rest, and only take shifts every three days or longer.

"Hello, I'd like to register."

Qian Yuelong, now wearing a black cloak again, deftly handed over the card.

There is no registration fee for participating in the Hell Killing Arena; the only fee required is to pay a viewing fee to watch the matches.

"Alright. It's your turn next. Go backstage and get ready."

The staff member's skin was excessively pale from years of lack of sunlight, and his tone of voice was extremely cold and hard. To Qian Yuelong, he seemed like a walking corpse, devoid of any vitality, and he didn't spare her even a glance.

Qian Yuelong lowered her eyes, took her match number, and followed the crowd into the back field.

Actions are not permitted while waiting for a match in the Hell Killing Arena.

Each group is allocated 10 people to enter the killing arena to fight. There are no restrictions on any means or methods. In the end, only one victor will remain standing on the stage and walk out of the fighting arena alive.

However, it should be noted that every battle in the Hell Killing Arena is not only about life and death, but even the victor, if he cannot hide his whereabouts after the match or save some strength to deal with those who are after him, will not escape the clutches of death.

Those who can come to the City of Slaughter are no pushovers, so even though Qian Yuelong stood silently in the corner, without any cold killing intent or other sharp aura, no one dared to underestimate her.

When it was Qian Yuelong's turn to be called, the ten people whose names were called in the waiting area followed the staff into the inner area of ​​the Hell Killing Arena.

The interior was even more rudimentary than I had imagined.

Without any isolation facilities, the spectator stands extend upwards from the center like a bird's nest, with a spacious platform in the center that is 100 meters in diameter.

The large stands were sparsely populated with spectators, but still felt somewhat empty.

When Qian Yuelong and the other nine people entered, the several disfigured corpses remaining on the central stage had not yet been completely removed.

Other spectators, their eyes lingering on the corpses of the losers, watched with longing as the bodies were dragged away by the killing field staff, feeling somewhat disappointed.

The ownership of the corpses of anyone who dies in the killing field belongs to the Hell Killing Field.

No one dared to break this unspoken rule and provoke the King of Slaughter on his territory.

Without any fancy introductions, apart from Qian Yuelong, the other contestants in the same round, who were either draped in black robes or openly displaying their full appearance, summoned their own martial spirits or weapons the moment they stepped onto the central stage.

Although you can't use your Soul Skills after entering the City of Slaughter, you can use your Martial Soul itself as an attack weapon.

After a cold "Begin" was uttered, the person two meters away from Qian Yuelong moved first.

A cold glint flashed through the air, and two sharp short knives sprang out from under the sleeves, stabbing towards Qian Yuelong's throat with lightning speed. Clearly, this person adhered to the principle of proximity, eliminating the weakest target first.