Chapter 92 Entering the Killing City

Yan didn't hesitate and went straight into the town.

There aren't many people in the town.

Yan's arrival quickly attracted people's attention.

He also noticed that those people exuded a special chill and their eyes were full of murderous intent.

But he was not frightened by this, instead he felt a little excited.

Yan saw a pub and walked straight in.

Although it was daytime outside, the tavern was as dark and murky as night, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

There were more than a dozen big men sitting in the pub. They didn't make any noise but sat there very quietly.

Those people also saw Yan, but their eyes did not linger on him for long.

Yan didn't look around, but found a corner to sit down.

A waiter dressed in black came over.

"What do you want?"

"Bring me a Bloody Mary."

Hearing this, the waiter's face changed and he looked carefully at the young man in front of him.

After the fiery aura on Yan's body was restrained, the strong flame patterns disappeared and he looked no different from an ordinary soul master.

"Are you sure?"

"of course."

Seeing Yan's firm tone, the waiter didn't say much.

A moment later, a cup of dark red liquid with a bloody smell was brought up.

The waiter did not leave in a hurry, but looked at Yan with strange eyes.

Yan glanced at the man with disdain. Of course he knew what this was.

"You think I don't dare to drink?"

After Yan finished speaking, a red light flashed on his forehead, and he picked up the glass of Bloody Mary and drank it all in one gulp.

The waiter then realized that Yan was not the coward he had imagined, and left tactfully.

Yan had just activated the void fire in his body, and the glass of Bloody Mary was instantly burned to ashes after entering his body.

So, he didn't feel the disgusting taste.

The dozen or so soul masters in the tavern witnessed Yan drinking the glass of Bloody Mary, and also noticed the red light that flashed across his forehead.

A burly middle-aged soul master walked towards Yan, laughing as he walked:
"Boy, do you think you are eligible to go in just because you drank a Bloody Mary?"

Yan ignored the man and turned to look behind the bar.

At this moment, another strong man came over and said to Yan:

"Boy, what's in your head? A flash of red light just now, could it be a soul bone?"

When they heard the word soul bone, all of them widened their eyes and looked at Yan with greedy eyes.

"Does he really have a soul bone?"

He was so young and yet he dared to come to such a place alone and drank a glass of Bloody Mary in public. He was definitely not a good person.

The soul master who had asked the question before was ignored by Yan again and felt a little angry.

"Kid, I'm talking to you, don't play dumb here!"

Yan raised his eyes to look at the man and said two words expressionlessly:

"court death!"

A flash of red light appeared on Yan's forehead again.

The middle-aged soul master who was looking at him suddenly held his head with both hands in pain, and then collapsed to the ground, as if his soul had been taken away.

A soul master beside him checked the man's breath and found that he had stopped breathing, and suddenly became nervous.

"he died!"

"That boy killed him!"

Everyone looked at Yan again, feeling unbelievable.

"Boy, is this your skull soul skill?"

"So what?" Yan looked calm.

As soon as he entered the tavern, he felt that the dozen or so soul masters there were not strong, and their soul powers were all below the Soul King level.

Even if facing their group attack, he would not be afraid.

What Yan just used was his skull skill, the Void Burning Divine Fire.

That person's soul power was less than level 40, and his mental strength was contaminated by Bloody Mary, making him even more vulnerable.

Yan only made a slight move and burned the man's mental power to ashes, taking his life.

Upon learning that it was a skull soul skill, those soul masters looked at Yan viciously, and everyone coveted his skull.

"It seems that this guy has killed many people. This is a test for us. If we kill him, maybe we can get the qualification to enter the City of Slaughter."

A dozen soul masters surrounded Yan, greed written all over their faces.

They revealed their respective martial spirits and spirit rings.

Just as Yan had felt before, although there were a large number of soul masters, most of them were at the Soul Master level, with only two Soul Masters.

"Do it!"

With an order, those people attacked Yan like a group of hungry beasts.

Yan suddenly released a burst of blazing flames, and his entire body seemed to be engulfed by the flames, transforming into a fiery red giant.

The aura instantly swept through the entire tavern, and the dazzling fiery red light illuminated the dim space as if it were daytime.

Almost at the same time, Yan's right arm suddenly grew larger and became unusually strong.

He swung his fist violently, and the huge flaming fist smashed towards the soul masters like a cannonball.

This is exactly the skill of Yan’s right arm soul bone, Violent Flame.

After absorbing the cockscomb phoenix sunflower, Yan's fire attribute became more refined, and thus the power of the violent flaming flame was also increased to a higher level.

With a deafening explosion, the entire tavern shook.

After being hit by the raging flames, those soul masters were instantly blown into pieces of blood and scattered everywhere.

The entire tavern suddenly turned into a sea of ​​fire.

After dealing with those people, Yan gently raised his hand and put out the fire.

There was a burning smell in the tavern, and there were a few black bones on the ground that had not been completely burned.

Yan stood there with a cold look in his eyes.

The waiter who had been there before looked into Yan's eyes, and he did not seem panicked because more than a dozen people had died in the tavern.

He seemed to be accustomed to this kind of scene.

Yan slowly walked up to the waiter and said coldly:

"I know the entrance to the City of Slaughter is here. Open it."

"Are you sure? I have seen many soul masters like you. The fallen in the Slaughter City are hundreds or thousands of times more evil than those people just now. Even if you are allowed in, you will die."

"You don't need to worry about my life or death. Even if you don't open it, I can get in."

"You want to trespass into the City of Slaughter?"

"So what? Can you stop me?"

As Yan spoke, the flame patterns all over his body reappeared, and his eyes flashed a red-gold light, which was chilling.

The waiter felt the murderous aura from Yan and couldn't help but shudder.

"Then come with me."

Yan followed the waiter to the bar.

The waiter knocked regularly on the secret compartment behind the bar, and suddenly a hole with a diameter of two meters appeared on the ground beneath his feet, and an extremely cold breath wafted out of the hole.

Before the waiter could speak, Yan jumped down and jumped into the dark ground, as if falling into an endless abyss.

Although he was in complete darkness, Yan was still able to feel everything around him thanks to his powerful mental strength.

Suddenly, a cold voice came into Yan's ears.

"Welcome to the world of slaughter. You have entered the capital of hell - the city of slaughter."

[I won’t write much about the process of the Killing City, it will end soon.]

(End of this chapter)