Douluo: My Spirit is Fallen Angel

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Qian Renhan's gaze swept around, observing the circle of people who had surrounded him. Some of them looked at him with anticipation, while others had lecherous expressions, even drooling. It seemed there were dozens of fallen ones here. A slight smile curled at the corner of his mouth. What was he here in the City of Slaughter for? It was to fight, to seek a breakthrough in the third level of the Sword Path. So, he went straight to the Hell Slaughter Field, eager for a thrilling life-or-death battle. He hadn't expected to be met by dozens of people right off the bat. It seemed his face, appealing to both men and women, had its advantages after all.

Qian Renhan's eyes glowed with a blood-red light, and the Fallen Angel Martial Soul manifested behind him, sprouting three pairs of jet-black wings. A pitch-black domain, so dark that even light struggled to penetrate, erupted from his Martial Soul, enveloping the dozens of fallen ones around him.

Apart from those trapped within the domain, everyone else had no idea what was happening inside the black expanse. There was no sound emanating from it, and no one had managed to escape. All they saw was when the domain dissipated, the area was left with only one person standing—a figure in black, untainted by any dirt, with six wings sprouting from his back. His long white hair fluttered in the wind as he held a longsword. He was impeccably neat, but the surrounding area was littered with corpses, the scene resembling that of hell itself. The blood of the fallen gathered into a large pool.

What was most eerie, however, was that none of the fallen ones showed any signs of agony or grimacing in pain. Instead, their faces were filled with madness and exhilaration, as if they had died in ecstasy.

After dealing with the dozens of fallen ones, Qian Renhan's originally blood-red eyes seemed to briefly flash with a layer of murderous intent. However, this murderous energy soon faded from his mind and was absorbed into his Fallen Angel Martial Soul. His mind cleared, returning to its most focused state.

"Absorbing the killing intent within me to keep me clear-headed... Is this one of the abilities of the Fallen Angel Martial Soul?" Qian Renhan smiled faintly. The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul could automatically filter harmful impurities from the body, and now, his Fallen Angel Martial Soul could actively absorb his killing intent. Divine-level Martial Souls truly had their own unique advantages.

Qian Renhan glanced at the surrounding pile of corpses, each one bearing a wild, frenzied expression. He shook his head in slight disbelief. He had never expected that after releasing his dark domain, the evil thoughts within these fallen ones would be fully drawn out by the Fallen Angel Martial Soul. They hadn't even attacked him but had instead gone into a frenzy, unleashing their rage at the empty air.

If Qian Renhan wished, he could likely use his Fallen Angel Martial Soul to command all the fallen ones in the City of Slaughter, except for the King of Slaughter, to serve as slaves and subordinates.

Once he had dealt with these enemies, no one dared to block his path. Qian Renhan moved toward the center of the City of Slaughter, where he saw a unique building. The structure was round in shape, but more accurately, it was a non-standard cone shape, with the base being the widest and narrowing as it rose. At the entrance, nearly every fallen one entering was holding a cup of "Yellow Autumn Dew."

"This should be the Hell Slaughter Field," Qian Renhan murmured to himself.

He walked toward the building. The Hell Slaughter Field consisted of ten people fighting to the death. Its danger level was incomparable to the battle he had just fought, but it was still necessary for him to participate. He had to win a hundred battles in the Hell Slaughter Field to proceed through the Hell Road and leave. Besides that, he wanted to experience a real life-and-death battle. The dozens of fallen ones he had just defeated were merely a result of his Martial Soul advantage, not a true fight to the death.

It was similar to the battle between Qian Renxue and Yu Tianyuan seven years ago. Qian Renxue had won only due to her Martial Soul's advantage, not because she was stronger than Yu Tianyuan. Relying solely on a powerful Martial Soul without honing one's own combat awareness or accumulating battle experience would never make someone the pinnacle of strength.

Before long, Qian Renhan's steps carried him past another corpse, and in his hand, he was still holding a cup of Yellow Autumn Dew.

Qian Renhan's gaze shifted to a small corner, and he spoke coldly, "You've been following me this whole time. Have you had enough of the show? If so, go ahead and help me sign up."

In a dark corner, the black-veiled girl slowly revealed her figure.

"You knew I was following you?" The black-veiled girl looked at him in surprise.

"I'm not so helpless that I lack even basic counter-surveillance skills," Qian Renhan replied.

He handed the cup of Yellow Autumn Dew to the black-veiled girl. She hesitated for only a moment, possibly feeling guilty for being caught eavesdropping. She took the identity plate and the Yellow Autumn Dew and walked toward the registration area.

There were ten pathways, and ten people entered the Hell Slaughter Field. Qian Renhan's soul tool lit up, and he took hold of the longsword he used for daily practice. He set a self-imposed restriction: during the battles in the Hell Slaughter Field, he could not use any of his Martial Soul's powers.

Even in the City of Slaughter, when his Martial Soul manifested, the attributes it provided could greatly enhance a Soul Master's strength. However, the biggest threat in the Hell Slaughter Field wasn't the life-or-death battle itself, but the fallen ones waiting outside after the battle. Once a participant, exhausted from the fight, exited the arena, they would be surrounded by these fallen ones.

If surrounded by many outside, Qian Renhan wouldn't be able to resist without using his Martial Soul. Here, with at most nine enemies, if he couldn't handle them, using his Martial Soul would be meaningless in terms of growing stronger.

Twenty minutes later, nine corpses lay on the ground, and Qian Renhan stood in the center of the Hell Slaughter Field. His body was covered in blood, and his left arm hung limply, dripping blood.

"This is the pain of torn skin and flesh, the adrenaline surge and the body's latent potential when life and death are on the line. Desperadoes are indeed formidable. The City of Slaughter is truly a good place to train in fighting above one's level."

Qian Renhan smiled faintly, taking a few healing herbs from his soul tool and swallowing them. Looking at the desperate souls he had killed with his sword, he felt a strange sense of exhilaration. For some reason, it seemed as if continuing this killing spree might bring him closer to understanding the sword path bottleneck that had been hindering his progress.

Suddenly, the Hell Slaughter Field seemed to tremble lightly. Nine soul powers, one from each fallen participant, surged out from the ground, flowing toward Qian Renhan's forehead and into his body. A small portion was absorbed by him, while most of the soul power flowed downward, reaching the bottom of the Hell Slaughter Field.

"This soul power is too little. It's barely a tenth of what my original body could handle."

Qian Renhan mumbled this to himself but didn't care much. If the Angel Statue in the Douluo Hall was the most suitable cultivation place for Angel Clan Soul Masters, then the City of Slaughter was the perfect place for him, a Fallen Angel, to train. The toxins, violence, and evil energy in the spiritual atmosphere here couldn't affect him. His Fallen Angel Martial Soul might even welcome these negative elements entering its body.

One year later, in the Grand Plaza of the City of Slaughter, a treasure emitting a blue light, seemingly made of bones, appeared in midair. The appearance of this bone-like object instantly attracted everyone's attention.

(End of Chapter)