Inside the hellish killing field, it was so silent you could hear your own heartbeat.
The dark red beam of light that shot into the sky had long since dissipated, along with the ferocious nine-headed blood bat and the nauseatingly sweet smell of blood that permeated the air.
All eyes were focused on the center of the arena.
That young man who cleaved the heavens with a single sword strike and purified the evil spirits of a thousand years ago.
And the old man kneeling on the ground, his life rapidly fading away.
Ning Liu sheathed the Empty Dream Sword and slowly walked towards the fallen old man.
His footsteps echoed in the empty space, each step seeming to pound on everyone's hearts.
Bibi Dong's gaze followed him closely. The Spider Queen's armor slowly receded, revealing her stunningly beautiful yet icy face.
She didn't stop him, but simply watched quietly. She wanted to know how Ning Liu would deal with this former peerless Douluo, the legend of the Clear Sky Sect.
Yue Guan and Xu Jiushi exchanged a glance and remained silent.
What happened today has far exceeded their comprehension.
This Ning Liu can no longer be described as a "genius"; he's practically a monster.
Ning Liu knelt down in front of the old man and checked his breath.
Its breath was faint, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.
Having been parasitized by an evil spirit for nearly a hundred years, and forcibly purified by the aura of the Asura Demon Sword (imitation), his body had long been hollowed out, and his soul fire had dimmed to the extreme.
Ning Liu frowned slightly.
He recalled the legendary high priest Poseidon on Poseidon Island, and the deep, enduring longing in her eyes that spanned nearly a century when she spoke of him.
I had promised her.
Without the slightest hesitation, Ning Liu flipped his wrist, and a pure white herb, exuding a faint fragrance, appeared in his palm.
It is a celestial treasure of the 100,000-year level, Narcissus Jade Skin and Bone.
The moment the magical herb appeared, a refreshing fragrance spread, instantly invigorating the tense crowd around it.
Ning Liu ignored the astonishment of the others. He carefully pried open the old man's mouth and inserted the Narcissus Jade Bone.
The herb melts upon entering the mouth, transforming into a warm, nourishing life energy that quickly flows throughout the old man's limbs and bones.
A trace of color finally returned to the old man's sallow, paper-yellow face.
His heartbeat, which had almost stopped, began to beat stronger again.
But that's all.
Ning Liu was able to clearly see through his spiritual eye that the old man's life essence was severely depleted.
Like a piece of porcelain riddled with cracks, the energy of a magical herb can only temporarily mend the cracks, but cannot truly repair them.
"It's better than Tang Chen's condition after being purified by Tang San's Sea God's Light in the original story, but he's still exhausted."
Ning Liu thought to himself.
Fortunately, there is still hope.
He had promised Poseidon that he would take him back.
A living Tang Chen is far more meaningful than a corpse.
With that thought in mind, Ning Liu no longer hesitated.
He stood up and, amidst the puzzled gazes of Bibi Dong and the others, casually waved to Tang Chen on the ground.
The next second, something happened that almost made everyone's eyes pop out.
The tall old man on the ground simply vanished into thin air!
There were no fluctuations of soul power, no ripples in space; it was as if it had been wiped off the world by an invisible hand.
Where are they?!
Bibi Dong's pupils suddenly contracted.
Her first thought was of some kind of top-tier storage soul tool, but even the legendary soul tool that could hold living beings could not be so silent and without any energy leakage.
What kind of bizarre method is this?
Just as the atmosphere in the arena fell into an eerie stillness once again, a fallen one in the stands suddenly came to his senses.
He looked at the empty center of the field, then at the boy standing with his hands behind his back. His eyes were first filled with confusion, then replaced by a kind of fanaticism.
He suddenly raised his arms, and with all his might, roared:
"King of Slaughter!"
This sound, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirred up a thousand waves.
All the fallen seemed to have been awakened.
The old king has fallen.
According to the unchanging ironclad rule of the Killing City, the one who defeats the old king is their new king!
"King of Slaughter!!"
"King of Slaughter!!!"
A deafening roar of shouts came from all directions of the stands, one wave higher than the next.
They expressed their awe and submission in the most primitive and fanatical way.
They don't care who the king is; they only believe in power.
Just now, Ning Liu displayed a god-like power that was enough to crush their faith!
Hearing the deafening cheers around him, Ning Liu's expression was somewhat strange.
King of Slaughter?
This title sounds like it belongs to a villain.
Why would the dignified sect master of Liuli Heaven come to this gloomy and eerie place to be a king of slaughter?
Would it be appropriate for this to get out?
Bibi Dong ignored the teasing. Her gaze swept across the boiling killing field, finally settling back on Ning Liu. Her voice was cold as she spoke:
"Sect Leader Ning, what are your plans for dealing with this place?"
She asked very directly.
Ning Liu is now the de facto new master of the killing capital.
The fate of this sinful city, which gathers the most depraved people on the entire continent, rests entirely in his hands.
This is a force not to be underestimated.
The cheers continued.
Ning Liu stood in the center of the crowd, meeting Bibi Dong's probing gaze, and suddenly smiled.
"Your Holiness, tell me, if these lost sheep were given a chance to atone, would they be willing?"
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