Douluo's self has a soul beast clone

The interior of the Hell Slaughterhouse was even more rudimentary than it appeared from the outside. There were no partitions, just concentric circles of bleachers extending upwards. Below was a vast, open space with a diameter of over a hundred square meters.

At this moment, there weren't many spectators. The enormous arena was less than twenty percent full. Inside the arena, screams of agony echoed continuously. Of the ten participants, seven were already corpses, leaving the last three to fight for their survival.

Upon entering, the Bloody Mary that Li Chang'an held was poured into a huge container. Seeing this, he felt that collecting blood must be a rule set by the King of Slaughter.

Because the one currently controlling the King of Slaughter was a bat, and bats were bloodthirsty. It was only natural for them to collect blood.

'If you don't provoke me and honestly help me open the Hell Road, that's fine. But if you think I'm easy to bully because I can't use my Soul Ring skills, then I'll let you know the price of underestimating me!' Li Chang'an thought to himself.

Before entering this place, he had made ample preparations, developing numerous powerful elemental skills. Even if he couldn't use Soul Ring skills or the tenfold amplification of the Martial Soul Avatar, these developed skills were enough to protect him.

Even using Soul Bone skills and the Ice God artifact, achieving a counter-kill wasn't impossible.

Although the King of Slaughter was currently in a demigod state, possessing some divine power, he hadn't yet become a god. As long as he hadn't become a god and didn't truly possess the authority of a god, he wasn't a major threat to Li Chang'an.

His only fear was that the Asura God might act without principle, secretly helping and ambushing him, a young man.

Therefore, if possible, Li Chang'an didn't want to conflict with the King of Slaughter. After all, there were no benefits to winning, and losing would only cause trouble. Why bother? He just wanted to quietly catch that snake and leave.

"Sign me up. I want to participate in the next match."

Li Chang'an casually tossed the token to the black-veiled girl, his attitude impolite.

But the black-veiled girl didn't show any dissatisfaction because the strong had privileges. The weak had no right to refuse the demands of the strong.

Li Chang'an couldn't wait to leave Slaughter City. Even with a mind as clear as ice protecting his mind, he still felt disgusted. If the Ten-Headed Fiery Yang Serpent wasn't so important, not only for Dugu Yan's growth but also for helping the snake body condense its inner core, he wouldn't have come to this wretched place.

After the black-veiled girl left.

Li Chang'an suddenly sensed something and turned his head to look. He saw Hu Liena had followed him unnoticed. Their eyes met, but there was no special reaction.

Li Chang'an indifferently shifted his gaze. He wasn't interested in Hu Liena because, having seen so many beauties, he found her appearance too ordinary. She relied on the natural charm of her Fox Martial Soul. Essentially, her features weren't those of a stunning beauty.

The original author's description of this character was contradictory. One moment, they wrote that Hu Liena's appearance wasn't very pretty, like her brother's, and the next moment, in Slaughter City, they wrote that Hu Liena's appearance was comparable to Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and others.

So, was she beautiful or not?

Li Chang'an's answer was: rather delicate.

In his personal opinion, Hu Liena's features were at most delicate and not truly beautiful. She attracted so many people because of the charm of her Fox Martial Soul. Without that charm, while she wasn't ugly, there was nothing amazing about her.

In summary – rejected!

……

The journey of slaughter began on this day.

There's not much to say about the competition process. Being unable to use Soul Rings or Soul Skills meant that ordinary Soul Masters lost ninety percent of their combat power!

Although Li Chang'an also couldn't use Soul Ring skills, he had so many self-created Soul Skills. Competing in this place was completely like crushing vegetables! Utterly dominating!

In the short three days after entering Slaughter City.

The number of fallen Soul Masters who died under Li Chang'an's Azure Phosphorous Sword had already exceeded nearly a hundred. At the same time, he had participated in eight matches in three days, having to repeat at least three or four matches each day. Because fighting these Soul Masters who couldn't use Soul Skills was simply crushing vegetables, he didn't expend much energy after each match. Naturally, he had the strength to continue participating in matches.

That's how he created the record of winning eight consecutive matches in three days!

No one else could be as efficient as him. After all, in a ten-person melee where Soul Skills couldn't be used, even if one could survive to the end, the consumption of Soul Power and energy would inevitably be enormous. They would definitely need some time to rest.

Unlike him, he was fine after a match, as if nothing had happened. He immediately went to participate in the next match without stopping.

If not for the fact that there weren't many people participating in the matches each day, he wouldn't have only won eight consecutive matches.

Soon, a month had passed.

Li Chang'an had increased the number of wins in the Hell Slaughterhouse to 36. At this rate, it wouldn't be long before he could win a hundred consecutive matches and leave.

But that wasn't the case.

As the number of wins increased, he learned another rule. That was, in each new match, the opponents he faced had to have participated in at least five fewer Hell Slaughterhouse matches than him. Unless everyone had participated in more than that number.

In just one month, Li Chang'an's fierce reputation of winning 36 consecutive matches had already terrified many of the fallen ones!

Many people would rather bleed than participate in matches with him when they knew he was the opponent.

This made Li Chang'an feel a little tricky.

At the same time, his terrifying record also made Hu Liena, who had originally planned to cooperate with him, quietly abandon her idea.

There was no way, the gap between them was too great.

Hu Liena had been here for a long time, but she had only won twenty-odd matches. On the other hand, Li Chang'an had won 36 consecutive matches in just one month.

This kind of gap was simply enough to make people feel despair!

Three months later.

The chilling aura was suffocating. Inside the Hell Slaughterhouse, a total of ten people slowly entered. Li Chang'an walked in the front, but he was the focus of attention for the other nine.

Today was his 90th participation, and naturally his 90th win. He was only 10 matches away from winning a hundred matches.

In the entire Hell Slaughterhouse, no one had a better record than him.

Since entering Slaughter City for 4 months.

Li Chang'an had become the most dazzling star in Slaughter City! In just 4 months, he had achieved 90 consecutive wins. This record undoubtedly broke the record since the establishment of Slaughter City. It was estimated that no one could surpass it in the future.

Compared to when he first came here, Li Chang'an's expression was still calm. At the same time, the aura around his body didn't release a faint bloody aura like the people who lived here, constantly revealing a cold, bloodthirsty, and cruel feeling.

The Soul Skill 'A Mind as Clear as Ice' allowed him to avoid the interference of the atmosphere here, and he still maintained his original appearance, revealing an aura that was incompatible with this place.

Because of this, others gave him a nickname that was incompatible with this place – Sword God!

Instead of nicknames like Sword Demon or Sword Maniac that were suitable for Slaughter City.