On the outskirts of the killing city lies a desolate wasteland.
The sky was leaden gray, like dust that had accumulated for thousands of years.
The black earth was cracked, exuding a stench of rust and decay.
Five figures appeared silently.
The young man at the head of the group was dressed in spotless white, standing out starkly from this filthy place.
He had a handsome face and an ethereal temperament; he was none other than Ning Liu, the sect master of Liuli Heaven.
Behind him stood Xu Jiushi, a man as imposing as a mountain, and Titan, the patriarch of the Power Clan, whose aura was deep and composed.
The two people standing on the other side made the composition of this team seem extremely strange.
A woman dressed in a magnificent papal robe, with a graceful figure and stunningly beautiful face, yet exuding an aura of unapproachability and coldness, was none other than Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall.
Beside her was Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan.
"Ha, what a show of force."
Xu Jiushi suddenly groaned, stretched his limbs, and made a crackling sound.
He could clearly feel that the connection between himself and the nine spirit rings was being forcibly suppressed and severed by an invisible force.
Titan's expression also turned serious. He clenched his fist, sensing the changes in the power within his body.
"His soul skill has been sealed. The rules here are indeed domineering."
Xu Jiushi grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. He stomped his foot, and the black soil beneath his feet instantly exploded into a deep pit.
"My spirit rings are gone, but my strength and my bones are still intact! It can't seal away my life force!"
A hint of arrogance flashed in Titan's eyes.
"Indeed, the foundation of my Power Clan lies in our bloodline and physical body."
Ning Liu nodded, his gaze sweeping over the silhouette of the huge and menacing city in the distance.
That's why he brought Xu Jiushi and Titan along.
The rules of the Slaughter City are a fatal weakening for Soul Masters who rely heavily on Soul Skills.
But for some people, this is not the case.
Xu Jiushi, a level 98 Douluo with both strong offense and defense, possesses a physical strength that is already extraordinary, brought by his Golden Xuanwu Martial Soul.
Even without soul skills, his physical strength and fighting instincts alone make him an unshakeable bulwark of war.
Titan, a level 91 pure strength-type Soul Douluo, possesses the bloodline of the Strength Clan, granting him terrifying strength that is unmatched by Soul Masters of the same level.
Here, his brute strength remains undiminished.
In this lawless land where soul skills are forbidden, the two of them are far more threatening than ordinary Title Douluos.
Ning Liu shifted his gaze from the two of them to Bibi Dong on the other side.
From the moment he appeared, the Pope of the Spirit Hall silently surveyed his surroundings with a calm expression.
The suppression here has no effect on her.
Yue Guan stood quietly behind her, like a wary shadow.
Sensing Ning Liu's gaze, Bibi Dong turned her head.
"Sect Leader Ning,"
She spoke.
What do you want to do?
Clearly, she had still handed over the reins of the plan to Ning Liu.
Ning Liu met Bibi Dong's gaze with a calm expression.
“You’ve been to the City of Slaughter, after all, and you know it much better than we do.”
"Why don't you tell me?"
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong nodded and spoke.
"The City of Slaughter, once inside, there are only two paths."
"Either become its nourishment, or fight your way through hell and obtain the domain of the God of Slaughter."
"However, Sect Master Ning's previous intention was to directly target the King of Slaughter?"
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