Chapter 502
Chapter 502
This couldn't be helped. Staying in a place like the City of Massacres for too long would cause one to be tainted with karma.
It was a form of torture to one's mind and soul.
Unlike Wang Feng, whose entire body had been tempered by the Karmic Fire of the Red Lotus, his thoughts were clear and unaffected.
Wang Feng had only come to the City of Massacres after he had tempered his brain and sternum.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to take it if he continued killing like this. It might cause some problems to his mind.
Other than that, Wang Feng also saw Hu Liena a few times.
However, other than the first day, Wang Feng didn't meet Hu Liena. Hu Liena won a lot of matches in the Slaughterhouse, so it was impossible for her to meet Wang Feng.
Wang Feng didn't compete every day.
Instead, he chose to cultivate slowly, one step at a time.
When he had nothing to do, he would go out of the city for a stroll. He could even watch some live porn for free.
In fact, in terms of danger, the City of Massacres wasn't as dangerous as the Extreme North to Wang Feng.
This was because he couldn't use soul skills here.
Wang Feng's soul skills were only a part of his strength.
In comparison, the Extreme North, especially the inner circle, was much more dangerous. However, the killing wasn't as intense as the City of Massacres.
Slowly, a year passed.
A year passed very quickly in the City of Massacres.
However, it was a turning point for Wang Feng's Dark Angel martial soul!
In a year, his Dark Angel martial soul had awakened three blood traces! On average, he would awaken one blood trace every four months!
Until now, he had awakened a total of four blood traces!
However, Wang Feng hadn't tested it yet, and he didn't know what kind of power it had.
He didn't have a chance because the Mysterious Underworld Spike had resolved everything!
In this year, he went to the Slaughterhouse about six times a month on average. In total, there were 27 matches.
And in these 27 matches, Wang Feng didn't meet any enemy that could threaten him!
The reason was simple.
It was because Wang Feng's control of the Mysterious Underworld Spike was increasing!
In other words, Wang Feng spent most of his time in the City of Massacres cultivating the Mysterious Underworld Spike apart from training his Dark Angel martial soul.
In order to be able to fly on a sword one day …
Wang Feng didn't hesitate to cultivate the Mysterious Underworld Spike.
Even his soul power had only increased by two ranks, reaching Rank 00.
The Massacre City's energy also leaned towards darkness. It needed to be purified by the Meteoric Tear before Wang Feng could absorb it.
However, with Wang Feng's current cultivation speed, it was truly fast.
In the past year, he had not meditated at all. He had merely been cultivating, allowing the energy of heaven and earth to be automatically absorbed into his body, and he had already advanced by two levels!
If Wang Feng were to cultivate with all his might, it would at least double! Or even more!
This was the benefit of completing the Full Body Tempering. The higher the level, the more obvious the benefits would be. Currently, Wang Feng's body was like a treasure trove. The more he dug, the more surprises he would find!
In the seventy-two battles, the strongest person Wang Feng had met was a person who cultivated a darkness-attributed Tool Martial Spirit.
Unfortunately, his level wasn't high. He was only around level 15.
In a place like the Massacre City, Wang Feng suspected that if he stayed for too long, his Martial Spirit would also lean towards the darkness attribute and undergo some sort of mutation.
Because if there was such a mutation, then he would be like a fish in water in the City of Slaughter!
His opponent, who possessed a darkness-type martial soul, was similar to this.
His Tool Martial Spirit was a pair of Feilian Blades. They were invisible and were extremely effective in killing people.
Compared to Wang Feng's Mysterious Underworld Spike, they were much weaker. Compared to the Mysterious Underworld Spike, which couldn't be used to kill people, they were also much weaker.
Although the Feilian Blades could be invisible, they still had soul power undulations. After all, they were Martial Spirits.
The Mysterious Underworld Spike could be used to kill people by Wang Feng's spiritual power. It was very difficult to sense, so it was very effective against low-level soul masters.
Even so, this Feilian Blade Martial Spirit relied on the uniqueness of his Martial Spirit to win more than forty battles in the Massacre City. In the end, he was killed by Wang Feng.
One had to know that there were at least a few Soul Sages who died at the hands of this Feilian Blade Martial Spirit!
One could only imagine how many people this Feilian Blade Martial Spirit had killed with his Martial Spirit.
This person was also known as the Feilian Blade Martial Spirit! He was extremely famous in the Massacre City.
Other than that, Wang Feng didn't have much of an impression of his other opponents.
On the contrary, Wang Feng had more of an impression of being surrounded and assassinated.
Wang Feng remembered that after he finished participating in a tournament, he was surrounded by almost three hundred people because of his growing reputation!
This was extremely rare in the inner city!
That day, the outside of the Massacre City was stained with blood! The streets were filled with corpses and rivers of blood!
But this wasn't the scariest thing!
The scariest thing was that Wang Feng's body wasn't stained with blood!
There weren't many corpses in a fifty-meter radius around him! It was as if he was in a vacuum! The Mysterious Underworld Spikes formed a dozen or so sharp blades that covered an area of fifty meters around them. Any soul cultivator that entered this area would be killed mercilessly!
His moon-white robes were spotlessly clean on the streets that were like blooming hell. It was especially dazzling!
All of the soul masters who saw this scene were completely stunned!
That battle attracted a lot of people because it was too loud.
Among them were Hu Liena, Tang San, the envoy sent by the King of Massacre, and many other powerful soul masters who had won more than fifty battles!
Almost all of them watched the encirclement in a daze!
The encirclement process was actually very simple and boring. Wang Feng stood quietly in the middle of the street as the crowd outside swarmed toward him.
The ten sharp blades were like a harvester, reaping everyone's lives!
This continued for half an hour. Within a fifty-meter radius, countless corpses were piled up.
Even if there were some fish that escaped the net and managed to rush to Wang Feng's side, they were like zombies walking. They stumbled and fell to the ground in the end.
Then, Wang Feng calmly walked out from the surrounding sea of corpses. He was unscathed, and his white robes were otherworldly!
It was such a simple massacre, but it shocked countless people to the core!
Because the contrast was too strong!
More than three hundred people died, but this white-clothed faceless man didn't suffer any injuries. There wasn't even a drop of blood on his body!
In the crimson sea of corpses, that white-clothed man casually reaped everyone's lives!
None of the spectators at the scene could do this. They were all deeply shocked!
Even Tang San didn't think he could do this!
Tang San was once surrounded by a hundred people and suffered many injuries. He used countless hidden weapons before he walked out from the pile of corpses.
He rested for two days before he recovered.
After this encirclement, Wang Feng gained another title in the inner city: White-clothed Death God!
There were also people who called him the Faceless Death God!
Being crowned with the title of "God" was not given by the City of Massacre. It was just a nickname in the inner city, but it was enough to prove how terrifying he was.
(End of this chapter)