Chapter 105: Defying the Rules! Hell Slaughter Arena!

"Not bad. Well done."

Ye Feng nodded, giving Qian Renxue an extra glance.

"Hmph, I told you not to underestimate me. That earlier incident was just an accident."

Qian Renxue sheathed her greatsword, inexplicably feeling a little smug.

"Ahem... congratulations to both of you for passing the test. Here are your tokens. Please take them."

At that moment, one of the defeated Knights clutched his stomach and approached the two with an ingratiating smile, holding two tokens in his hand.

Clearly, he had been thoroughly intimidated.

All his earlier arrogance was gone, replaced by sheer obsequiousness.

Ye Feng took the two tokens, each inscribed with a number—8888 and 8887.

"Not bad. Pretty auspicious numbers." Ye Feng nodded, somewhat satisfied.

"Welcome to Slaughter City, you two. That's the main city over there. With your strength, you might even become my superiors someday..."

The Knight flattered them with a servile grin.

These Enforcers were all experts who had fought their way out of the Hell Slaughter Arena before being recruited as Slaughter City's lawkeepers.

Since Slaughter City was a one-way entrance with no exit, most strong individuals ended up this way.

Of course, there were a few who refused to heed the warnings—their only fate was death, adding more Bloody Mary to the city's reserves.

"Maybe."

Ye Feng responded indifferently before walking toward the distant dark city.

Slaughter City suppressed everyone else, but it had no effect on Ye Feng...

The reason Soul Skills couldn't be used here was that the city severed the connection between Soul Masters and their Soul Rings.

As mentioned before, Soul Rings were merely conduits—Soul Masters channeled Soul Power into them to borrow a sliver of Rule Power, unleashing what was known as a Soul Skill.

Slaughter City simply cut off that link.

However, Self-Created Soul Skills were an exception.

These were techniques that bypassed the constraints of Soul Rings, forcibly wielding the power of natural laws.

The rules of Slaughter City naturally couldn't restrict them.

Ye Feng's Soul Rings were essentially manifestations of his own Talent. He condensed them to better communicate with the rules.

He didn't need to release his Soul Rings to use any of his Soul Skills—though without the rings as conduits, their power was slightly weaker, by about 10%. A negligible difference.

Except for "Icefire Dominator."

Thanks to Ye Feng's extraordinary comprehension, his mastery over the rules of ice and fire had reached an astonishing level. Whether he used this skill directly or through a Soul Ring, the effect was identical—completely unaffected.

Similarly, abilities like Starry Eyes and Void Walker remained fully usable.

While Slaughter City could weaken a Titled Douluo by 99%, its suppression barely scratched Ye Feng—less than 1%.

Even if his Soul Skills were sealed, he would still be invincible here.

"This place is so strange... I really can't use my Soul Skills..." Qian Renxue muttered under her breath as they walked.

As a Soul Master, being unable to use her skills felt incredibly awkward.

"Most people are the same as you."

Ye Feng chuckled lightly, neither confirming nor denying.

"Most people like me? So you're not affected???"

Qian Renxue caught the implication.

"Maybe."

Ye Feng smiled faintly.

Qian Renxue: !!!!!

"You... you... how did you do that? This is so unfair!" Qian Renxue was so shocked her jaw nearly dropped, and she was on the verge of tears.

"Didn't you practice swordsmanship? After all this time, you must have a Self-Created Soul Skill by now, right?" Ye Feng didn't answer her question but instead asked one of his own.

"Hmph, of course! If it weren't for this place... Wait, are you saying that while Soul Skills are restricted here, Self-Created Soul Skills aren't?!"

Qian Renxue wasn't stupid—she instantly realized something.

She drew her greatsword and gave it a light swing.

Sure enough, she found that while her original Soul Skills were suppressed, she could still use her Self-Created Soul Skill, [Judgment Sacred Sword]!

After adjusting for a while, Qian Renxue sneakily sidled up to Ye Feng and poked his shoulder, asking curiously, "By the way, that means you must have a Self-Created Soul Skill too. What's yours?"

"What do you want?"

Ye Feng shot her a sidelong glance, sensing that this woman was up to no good.

"What could I possibly want? I'm just curious. Want to spar sometime?" Qian Renxue raised an eyebrow, her tone dripping with provocation.

She had a Self-Created Soul Skill now, so Ye Feng must have one too.

In her view, creating a Self-Created Soul Skill was incredibly difficult. Ye Feng's Soul Skills were powerful, and his physical prowess was monstrous—but she refused to believe his Self-Created Soul Skill could be stronger than hers!

"What if I told you all my Soul Skills are self-created? Would you believe me?"

Ye Feng raised an eyebrow and casually conjured a flame in his palm, idly playing with it.

Qian Renxue: "..."

"Never mind then."

She took two steps back, sulking and nearly bursting into tears. "This bastard... he's not even human, wuwuwu..."

She had worked so hard to create a Self-Created Soul Skill, hoping to show off a little, only to find out... Ye Feng was just that much of a freak.

She had seen that flame in his hand before.

That one explosion had nearly crippled her.

Even at her peak, she couldn't withstand it. Now, with only one Self-Created Soul Skill to her name, sparring with Ye Feng would be nothing but pure self-torture...

...

Soon, Ye Feng led Qian Renxue into a massive city.

A guide, who introduced himself as an envoy of the King of Slaughter, explained the rules to Qian Renxue and Ye Feng and would protect them for twelve hours—a sort of "newbie protection period."

Through the guide, Qian Renxue learned about the nature of this place.

The Slaughter City was divided into the Inner and Outer Cities. Killing was forbidden in the Outer City, while the Inner City operated under the rule of the strong.

However, the Outer City was a prison for the weak, where residents had to contribute two cups of Bloody Mary every month.

In the Inner City, as long as one was strong enough, they could enjoy everything.

There was a place in the Inner City called the "Hell Slaughter Arena," where everyone was required to participate at least once a year.

Each match in the Hell Slaughter Arena involved ten participants, with only one survivor.

To leave the Slaughter City, one had to achieve a 100-win streak.

After recalling what Ye Feng had said earlier, Qian Renxue quickly concluded that the condition for passing the trial was likely to complete 100 consecutive victories.

And the reward for passing the trial was most likely the "Slaughter God Domain."

The guide took Ye Feng and Qian Renxue on a tour of the Outer City.

The Outer City was full of cowards who survived by contributing Bloody Mary, or by becoming "Blood Slaves." Their sole purpose in life was to supply the Slaughter City with Bloody Mary.

The people in the outer city were all skin and bones, their faces sallow, as if they might drop dead at any moment—so much so that they didn't even have the desire for **.

But upon entering the inner city, one was greeted with scenes of debauchery and extravagance, with broad daylight "activities" happening everywhere.

More common still was slaughter.

The weak were killed by the strong.

The strong were ambushed by the weak.

It was all too common.

"How disgusting..."

Although Qian Renxue had mentally prepared herself, witnessing these scenes still filled her with overwhelming nausea and revulsion.

"You'll get used to it."

Ye Feng spoke calmly.

Though it was his first time seeing it too, men generally had a higher tolerance for such things.

The main reason was that Qian Renxue, having lived a privileged life in high society, wasn't exactly a sheltered flower, but she had never been exposed to such depths of filth and depravity. It was only natural she couldn't adapt.