People in Douluo, Wuhun Devil Fruit

In the Hell Killing Field, today is Tang San's 100th battle. He stood in the center of the arena, facing a muscular man holding a huge battle axe, exuding a fierce aura. Tang San took a deep breath, he knew the importance of this battle. This was his 100th battle, nine bodies were lying on the ground, and it was also the key to whether he could get free. If he won, he could leave this hellish place.

The muscular man roared, waving his battle axe and rushed towards Tang San. Tang San dodged sideways, summoned the Clear Sky Hammer spirit, and hit the opponent's chest with a hammer, knocking the opponent back a few steps. The muscular man did not give up, he rushed towards Tang San again, trying to chop off his legs with the battle axe.

Tang San's heart trembled, he knew he couldn't let the opponent get close easily. He took a deep breath, leaned back slightly, and accumulated power like a spring. The muscular man rushed in front of him, raised the battle axe, and prepared to chop down fiercely. Tang San suddenly jumped up and swung a purple light in the air. That was his Clear Sky Hammer spirit. The strong man was startled and wanted to retreat, but it was too late. Tang San smashed down in the air and hit him in the head. The strong man's head was smashed heavily on the ground, like a broken watermelon. His body also fell down and could no longer move. "King Shura! King Shura!"

The killers in the field roared loudly.

Tang San stood in the center of the arena, staring at the strong man's fallen body, with strong excitement and freedom surging in his heart. He clenched his hands and felt the blood rushing in his veins. He knew that he had done it. He defeated the 100th opponent and he could leave this hellish place. At this time, the door of the arena slowly opened, and a man with long red hair and wearing a black robe walked in. He had a mask on his face, covering all his expressions, but his eyes were like ice knives in the cold winter, cold and sharp.

Tang San looked at him warily, his body slightly tense. He knew that the mysterious man in front of him was the ruler of the Slaughter City, the King of Slaughter.

The stranger slowly walked to the edge of the arena and looked down at Tang San. His voice was low and magnetic.

"You win, King Shura."

Tang San frowned slightly and looked into the eyes of the "King of Slaughter". The stranger continued, "You have proved your worth, and your victory has made me interested in you. Congratulations, young Shura King, you will be given the title of God of Killing and have the right to freely travel back and forth to the Killing City." He took a deep breath, raised his head, and stared at the "King of Killing" in front of him, "Respected King of Killing, I want to break into the Hell Road."

"Hell Road? That place is very dangerous, Shura King, do you really want to break into that place?"

Tang San nodded, "Yes, I must go there."

"King of Killing" looked at him, a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Then I wish you can get out of the Hell Road." After saying that, "King of Killing" slowly raised his hand, and layers of steps appeared in the center of the Hell Killing Field, turned around and left the arena, and disappeared into the darkness. Tang San took a deep breath, he knew that his adventure had just begun. He stared ahead, as if he saw the entrance to the Hell Road. He knew that he needed to break through that place, and he could leave this ghost place.

He turned around and walked towards the entrance of the Hell Road. There will be his next challenge. The scene switches to Tang San standing on a dark mountain road, which is the legendary Hell Road. There is a bottomless cliff beside the road, and under the cliff is boiling magma, making a rolling roar.

Tang San tightly grasped the Clear Sky Hammer and walked forward carefully. Behind him was the Hell Killing Field, and in front of him was the unknown Hell Road.

Tang San took heavy steps, and stepped on every stone of the Hell Road, as if crossing the boundary of life. He didn't know where this road would lead to, nor what kind of danger he would encounter, but he knew that if he couldn't pass this test, he would be trapped in this killing city forever. The magma rolled under the road, like a demon's furnace, ready to devour all life at any time. Tang San's ears were filled with scalding heat waves and violent magma sounds, but he did not stop, because his heart was full of firmness and determination.

Suddenly, a pair of red eyes lit up in front of the road, like ghosts in hell. Tang San tightly grasped the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, but he knew that he couldn't use too much strength, because every movement on this road could trigger a deadly trap. The red eyes in front of him gradually became brighter, Tang San's heartbeat accelerated, and his body tensed up, preparing for the upcoming attack.

Suddenly, a sharp cry broke the silence, and a group of hellhounds rushed out of the darkness and pounced on Tang San. Their teeth flashed fiercely, and sticky saliva flowed from the corners of their mouths. They looked like a group of vicious dogs from hell.

Tang San dodged sideways, swung the Clear Sky Hammer and hit the hellhounds, repelling them. But these hellhounds seemed to have no sense of pain, and they rushed towards Tang San again, trying to tear him to pieces. Tang San took a deep breath, he knew he couldn't let these hellhounds approach easily. He stared at the dark front, and suddenly saw a ray of light, he immediately rushed in that direction. In front of him was a cliff, and the light was coming from a cave on the cliff. Tang San's heart trembled, he knew he had to enter that cave, perhaps this was his only chance to leave this hellish place. He held the Clear Sky Hammer tightly and climbed up the cliff carefully. His body was close to the cliff, and every movement was very careful, because he knew that if he lost his footing, he would fall into the endless magma.

Tang San finally climbed to the top of the cliff, he was panting, and nervously scanning the surroundings. In the cave not far away, a brighter light flickered, as if it was the exit of the hell road, leading him to freedom. He took heavy steps, step by step, approaching the cave. His heartbeat was accelerating, his nerves were tense, as if he would collapse in the next moment. At this moment, a strange laugh sounded behind him, sounding like a thousand ghosts whispering at the same time. Tang San's body stiffened instantly, and his heart seemed to be pinched by a hand.

Tang San quickly performed the ghost shadow and rushed out of the cave directly, and then fell into a coma. The sun shone on him, and he felt as if he had been reborn.

When he woke up, he found that he had left the Killing City and returned to Douluo Continent. He looked up at the sky, the sun shone on his face through the leaves, and he felt a kind of ease and freedom he had never had before. He knew that he had passed the test of the Hell Road and he successfully escaped from that place full of killing and blood. However, he did not feel any changes in his body, and all the murderous aura that he had mastered in the Killing City disappeared without a trace.

He struggled to stand up, but found that he seemed to have become a different person. He was no longer the Shura King who was full of murderous aura. The soul power he had improved in the City of Slaughter disappeared the moment he came out, and his soul power returned to level 71.

"What is going on? Where is my soul power? Where is the God of Slaughter domain?"

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