Riot in the Killing Capital? Dirty Nightingale!

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Fang Yuan wore red battle armor, with black hair hanging down, and his right hand, covered in black leather gloves, held a chain blade.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the air around him at this moment seemed to become incredibly heavy.

"Ugh!"

On the side, Scar saw a fallen one standing nearby and immediately fainted. In the distance, one or two soul beasts kept by someone unknown let out a mournful cry and fled in fear.

"This, this is..."

Scar widened his eyes, and in the air around him, the terrifying aura became even stronger. Even he felt the suppression, and his muscles began to tremble.

He looked at Fang Yuan, his eyes filled with incredulity.

If he wasn't mistaken, what was emanating from Fang Yuan's body right now should be a domain.

A domain formed by the condensation of killing intent!

"Whoever dared to incite a rebellion, the leader must have quite a bit of ambition!" Fang Yuan sneered and took a step forward.

Buzz! 

In an instant, an invisible pressure spread from Fang Yuan's pupils.

In the direction of his gaze, where the Killing God Domain covered, all the fallen soul masters participating in the rebellion, as well as those who were on the sidelines observing the situation, turned pale and collapsed at this moment.

Even the law enforcers who were not unconscious felt this aura and their legs trembled as they also passed out.

And those law enforcers who were powerful enough to use soul skills, after sensing this aura, all showed incredulous expressions!

"This is..."

"Such a killing intent domain, such a suffocating momentum, it can only be the legendary Killing God Domain."

"But wait, the Killing God Domain should only have abilities like reducing soul power and triggering soul skills. Why is there such a potent spiritual attack?"

"Wait a minute, except for the Killing Gods, who else in the world has this Killing God Domain? Could it be that some of the Killing Gods have returned?"

"Hiss... could it be that this rebellion of the fallen soul masters was orchestrated by those Killing Gods?"

The law enforcers who remained conscious were shaken in spirit and speculated, but the next moment, their wild thoughts disappeared.

They saw a figure, a figure wearing red battle armor, accompanied by several law enforcers, approaching the fallen soul masters step by step.

"It's the Holy Son!"

"The Holy Son has returned, it's the Holy Son!"

...

At the same time, on the other side of the outer city of the Killing Capital.

Nearly a hundred fallen soul masters gathered here, with bloodstains on their hands or clothes, obvious that they had just finished a battle.

There were the corpses of many law enforcers on the ground, and some fallen soul masters even held a law enforcer's head by the neck, drinking blood to relieve their inner violent urges and thirst for blood.

"These ridiculous law enforcers, so what if you can use soul skills? They all ended up dead at my hands!" A powerful fallen one in a room laughed heartily, drinking the Bloody Mary.

"It's truly worthy of Lord Yu Zuo Yuan from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. He's the one who can accomplish great things! With this uprising, the entire Killing Capital's order will undoubtedly be in turmoil!"

"The King of Killing treats us like livestock, trampling upon our lives recklessly, and the law enforcers don't consider us as human beings. It's time to stir things up!"

The man named Yu Zuoyuan raised a cup of Bloody Mary, laughing, "What kind of Holy Son does the King of Killing want? Look what the King of Killing can do without us fallen soul masters. Can he still be the King of Killing?"

"You're right!"

"Lord Yu Zuoyuan is the true King of Killing!"

"To Lord Yu Zuoyuan, cheers!"

"Cheers!"

Just as a fallen one raised his glass, he suddenly felt a chill throughout his body, his eyes bulged, cold sweat poured down, and his body involuntarily trembled.

Not only he, but all the other fallen soul masters in the room also experienced this situation. Some of the weaker ones in terms of soul power immediately fainted, and some even had their eyes roll back and fell to the ground.

"This, what is this..."

The man named Yu Zuo Yuan's body began to tremble. He desperately tried to stand up, but as soon as he left his chair, his eyes rolled upwards.

Intense fear and a sense of suffocation overwhelmed him. Before he could catch his breath, the wine glass he had just picked up fell to the ground along with his body.

"Thud!"

The door was kicked open.

Fang Yuan, with an expressionless face, held the chain blade and entered the room. In his crimson eyes, an invisible Killing God Domain could be seen.

Ten or so law enforcers followed him cautiously, and looking further behind them, all the fallen soul masters who had caused significant trouble for the law enforcers were now lying on the ground, completely incapacitated!

These fallen soul masters, who had been making a ruckus and causing great trouble for the law enforcers, were now all lying on the ground, their fates unknown.

"Is this the guy who incited the riot?" Fang Yuan glanced at Yu Zuoyuan, who was lying unconscious on the ground, with an expression of undisguised disappointment in his eyes.

How could someone like this have incited such a level of riot? 

It was too ridiculous.

Fang Yuan shook his head. "Take them away and refine them into Bloody Mary."

"Yes, Holy Son."

Scar, who was behind him, showed great respect, and with a gesture, the law enforcers nearby quickly moved forward, skillfully wiped the necks of the fallen soul masters, and then dragged them away.

Refining the deceased into Bloody Mary was a tradition in the Killing Capital. In the Killing Capital, nothing went to waste. All the resources that the fallen soul masters enjoyed in their daily lives would be transformed into resources for the city after their deaths.

The ringleaders would be executed, but Fang Yuan felt a lack of interest. He had thought he would have a great time, but it turned out to be a bunch of useless small fry.

"I'll leave this to you. Remember to clean up properly. I'll go back to the inner city and report to the King."

"Please rest assured, Holy Son. Leave it to us!" Scar respectfully replied.

Looking at the strong and sturdy Scar beside him, Fang Yuan smiled faintly. "I remember you have a younger brother, right? How's he been lately?"

"Thank you for your concern, Holy Son. Scott broke through to level 40 just the day before yesterday and is in good shape!"

"Very good, very good!"

Fang Yuan exchanged a few words and laughs with the law enforcers and then set off, returning to the inner city.

Compared to the bustling outer city, the inner city appeared much more peaceful. However, the number of fallen soul masters on the streets was noticeably reduced, and the scent of blood in the air had grown stronger.

Fang Yuan made his way back to his residence. Fortunately, the four women were all unharmed, although both Zhu' and Huo Yun had been frightened. Upon seeing Fang Yuan return, all four women were delighted.

Especially Nightingale, whose face was almost plastered to Fang Yuan's, with curious, wide eyes blinking rapidly. This left Fang Yuan speechless, and he gave her a playful pat on her ass, saying, "If you have something to say, just say it."

"Oh!" Little Nightingale rubbed her ass, but the curiosity in her eyes remained undiminished.

"Holy Son, Holy Son, what does the road to hell look like? After you passed through the road to hell, do you now feel different? Are you now like those legendary Killing Gods who can obtain the Killing God Domain by passing through the road to hell? You…"

"Why are you so curious?"

Fang Yuan gave Nightingale a somewhat annoyed glance but understood that she was simply curious and not trying to uncover any secrets.

The Road to Hell might be a mysterious and unique place for ordinary people, but for those in the Killing Capital, it held special significance.

Perhaps it was due to the influence of killing intent and malevolence, combined with the long history of the Killing Capital promoting the Road to Hell. Everyone in the Killing Capital, including the law enforcers, had an inexplicable fanaticism about the Road to Hell.

It was an existence that excited them even more than the Hundred Victories Killing Arena because in the nearly thousand-year history of the Killing Capital, many had achieved a hundred victories in the arena, but only eight had passed through the Road to Hell and gained the Killing God Domain!

For various reasons, the people of the Killing Capital had an abnormal zeal and obsession with the Road to Hell.

At this moment, Fang Yuan, who had emerged from the Road to Hell, appeared before Nightingale's eyes. How could Nightingale not be excited?

"The Road to Hell..."

Fang Yuan pondered for a moment, under Nightingale's eager gaze and the curious eyes of the Zhu sisters. Then he snorted somewhat dismissively, "I'll tell you later when I get back. I need to go to the King now to report on important matters. You all stay here and don't wander around."

"Huh?"

Little Nightingale was a bit dazed, watching Fang Yuan leave with a mischievous smile. This little girl's curiosity had been piqued by Fang Yuan, and she couldn't hold back.

Hmm, the Holy Son is probably reporting important matters to the King. I need to prioritize. 

No!

The Holy Son is bullying me. If this continues, I, a Kill Order Executor, will turn into a girl who only knows how to eat lollipops under the Holy Son's influence! 

Well, I've decided!

Tonight, when the Holy Son returns, I must regain control... um, I might not be a match for the Holy Son alone... so I'll team up with Zhuqing and Zhuyun to regain control! 

If that still doesn't work...

Nightingale looked at Huo Yun beside her, sizing up her figure, and then showed a satisfied expression.

Plus, with this little lady together, I'm sure I can regain control! 

Fang Yuan, unaware of Nightingale's dirty thoughts, had already arrived at the Killing Capital Castle and met the King of Killing.

The ruler of the Killing Capital was still seated on his throne, greedily savoring fresh Bloody Mary. Upon seeing Fang Yuan, the King of Killing's eyes brightened, and he laughed heartily, "You truly live up to my expectations, my disciple. I knew you would succeed!"

The King of Killing examined Fang Yuan from head to toe, his eyes filled with genuine surprise. "Level fifty-one! It seems the rewards from the God's Trial were quite generous for you."

"You're too kind," Fang Yuan said humbly, bowing slightly. "The Road to Hell was difficult, and I paid quite a price, but fortunately, I didn't disappoint you and barely managed to pass."

"There's no such thing as 'barely managed to pass.' You passed, and that's what matters. Humility is a virtue, but excessive humility can seem a bit hypocritical," the King of Killing said with a chuckle.

Fang Yuan scratched his head and showed a slightly awkward smile. "Hehehe, well, it wasn't that bad..."

In this manner, the King of Killing burst into laughter, calling Fang Yuan a brat.

"From your aura, it seems that the Killing God Domain you obtained is somewhat unique... Release it, let me see!" Although the words were curious, the tone was unquestionable.

Fang Yuan nodded slightly and didn't hesitate to release his Killing God Domain.

Whoosh! 

A gust of wind suddenly swept through the massive palace. The bats lurking in the shadows of the palace all fell to the ground with their eyes rolled back under the influence of this "wind."

The King of Killing was visibly taken aback, and when he contacted Fang Yuan's Killing God Domain, his pupils contracted slightly. He was astounded as he stood up from his throne. "Spiritual impact?!"

As the ruler of the Killing Capital, the King of Killing naturally possessed the Killing God Domain, and his Domain was quite unique. It not only contained the power of killing intent but also possessed the power of evil spirits. Therefore, it had evolved into the Killing Domain.

At this moment, the King of Killing felt a special power emanating from Fang Yuan's Killing God Domain.

The power of the spirit! 

Under normal circumstances, the effects of the Killing God Domain should only be the suppression (or enhancement) of one's strength. However, Fang Yuan's Killing God Domain not only had the effect of suppressing (or enhancing) strength but also carried an additional spiritual impact.

"Yes," Fang Yuan nodded without any intention of hiding it. Especially in front of the King of Killing, he couldn't conceal anything.

"I don't know why, but after obtaining the Killing God Domain, it seems that my Martial Soul and the Killing God Domain have blended with each other. This has caused a unique change in the Domain. When the Domain spreads, it generates a widespread spiritual impact."

"So, I guess that the Domain of Killing will exhibit some unique changes based on the Soul Master's martial soul," Fang Yuan speculated.

Fang Yuan paused for a moment, looking curiously at the King of Killing, "What does your Domain of Killing look like?"

"Do you want to see it?" The King of Killing suddenly displayed a strange expression on his face, causing Fang Yuan to feel uneasy, thinking to himself that something wasn't right.

He naturally understood the King of Killing's Killing Domain. 

As the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King occupying Tang Chen's body, the King of Killing's Killing God Domain had mutated into the Killing Domain. The Killing Domain was one of the most domineering domains in the world, not only weakening (amplifying) soul power like the Domain of Killing but also possessing the power of forbidden magic, like a miniature version of the Killing Capital's power.

He had just casually mentioned it, but how did it lead to this?

Looking at the King of Killing who seemed to be smirking at him, Fang Yuan felt frustrated but maintained a curious expression on his face.

"If you want to see it, then I'll show you!" The King of Killing laughed heartily, standing up, and his crimson soul power suddenly burst forth.

Standing on the throne, the King of Killing's blood-red robe fluttered without wind, and eerie crimson patterns covered his body.

Behind him, a pair of massive blood-red wings unfolded, and as they expanded, a deep red blood light spread from under the King of Killing's feet, instantly shrouding the entire palace hall!

A heavy atmosphere of Killing enveloped them, and the thick smell of blood made it seem as though Fang Yuan was not standing in front of the King of Killing but in a sea of corpses.

This feeling was just like the blood sea he had encountered in the Hell Road yesterday!

The pressure of soul power surged, but even stronger were the negative emotions of chaos and aggression!

Fang Yuan's eyes turned blood-red. Under the Killing Domain, his Sharingan was actually activated involuntarily, but as the Sharingan opened, the urge for violent Killing that erupted from the depths of his heart was also suppressed.

'He's actually fine?'

Looking at Fang Yuan, who was standing still, seemingly bewildered, the King of Killing furrowed his brow and said in a deep voice, "How do you feel?"

Fang Yuan assessed his own condition and replied softly, "Undoubtedly, it's the king's domain. I feel that most of my strength is suppressed within this domain, while the king's aura has doubled. In a direct confrontation within this domain, any opponent would surely not be a match for the king!"

"Hahaha, you're right. My Killing Domain is unrivaled, and within my domain, there is no one in the world who can match me!"

The King of Killing laughed heartily but his eyes flickered with a hint of gloom.

He calmly retracted his domain, sat back on the throne, and took out a crystal wine glass, filling it with crimson Bloody Mary Dew. "Did you get the second trial?"

"Yes."

Seeing the King of Killing's aura subside, Fang Yuan gradually relaxed and nodded obediently.

"The second trial was to stay in the Blood Sea for twelve hours, lasting a year."

"Body refinement in the Blood Sea, that's indeed a good test."

The King of Killing nodded but then shook his head, "This trial may seem like a body refinement test, but you should be aware that I don't know what you consumed before leaving the Killing Capital, but I can sense a force of extreme Yang and strength within your body."

"The Blood Sea is extremely Yin and cold, and the power it contains is the complete opposite of the extreme Yang and strength within you. If you want to enter the Blood Sea for body refinement, you should be cautious."

"Thank you for the warning, Your Majesty."

Fang Yuan respectfully nodded and then revealed a curious expression.

"Your Majesty, I just returned from outside the Killing Capital and passed through the outer city. I heard that right after I entered the Hell Road, our Killing Capital experienced..."

"A riot."

Fang Yuan looked up in astonishment at the King of Killing. Seeing that the King of Killing showed no sign of surprise and instead calmly took a sip of Bloody Mary Dew, he continued, "And the leader who incited the riot has already been killed by you."

Fang Yuan was puzzled. "Your Majesty, how could someone of that level of corruption incite a riot? I heard that many people in the inner city died. What exactly happened?"

"Fang Yuan, do you still remember the Hell Road you just went through and the Blood Sea you will face next?"

The King of Killing didn't immediately answer Fang Yuan's question but brought up the Hell Road.

He swirled the crystal glass in his hand, and the Bloody Mary Dew inside emitted a crimson glow under the light. "In fact, Bloody Mary Dew is the so-called Blood Sea. The difference between them is merely a matter of quantity."

"I know you've been avoiding drinking Bloody Mary Dew because you sensed the power within it. But after you walked the Hell Road this time, you should understand that the Blood Sea is, in fact, the core of our Killing Capital's power."

"Your Majesty, I..." Fang Yuan's face showed a hint of panic.

"No need to explain. Everyone has their own methods of cultivation. You are the Killing Capital's Holy Son, and there are some things you should understand on your own."

"And some things, you should be aware of."

The King of Killing said calmly, "The reason our Killing Capital possesses these strange powers ultimately stems from the Blood Sea. Whether it's the power of forbidden magic or the power bestowed upon the Killing God Domain, it all comes down to the Blood Sea."

"However, everything, just like people, isn't infinite. Just as you consume something today and need to fill the gap tomorrow with enough food, the same applies to the Blood Sea."

"You entered the Road of Hell and obtained the Killing God Domain. This is obviously a good thing, but for the Blood Sea, it is not so good because it consumes energy to condense the Killing God Domain for you."

The King of Killing and Fang Yuan conversed, and although the topics were quite gruesome, putting it aside, the mentor-disciple scene of sharing knowledge and guidance was heartwarming.

Fang Yuan, in response to the King of Killing's explanation, opened his mouth and showed a sudden realization. "So, you mean those people who died..."

"Yes, the Blood Sea requires energy to compensate for the part it expended for your Killing God Domain."

The King of Killing said calmly, "I know that these things take time to get used to, just like how you never touched Bloody Mary Dew before. But you are the Killing Capital's Holy Son, and you should be aware of these things."

"It's a responsibility and a duty."

Fang Yuan nodded after a moment of silence. "I understand, Your Majesty."

"Go back and take your time to think it over. Some things require time to adapt."

"Understood."

Fang Yuan respectfully turned and left.

As Fang Yuan departed from the Killing Capital castle, the King of Killing's happy smile quickly faded. His pale face was shrouded in shadow, and the atmosphere in the entire hall became chilling.

"Why didn't it work..."

"Could it be because of the spiritual-type martial soul..."

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