Chapter 873: Overwhelming Strength

After thirty thousand years of development, Shura City had become extremely prosperous.

The streets were bustling with traffic, seemingly not much different from cities outside.

But in the distance, several people were chasing and hacking at each other—clearly no game.

This was the Chaotic Demon Sea, where slaughter was commonplace.

However, killing on the streets did little to enhance one's Slaughter Intent.

To acquire an opponent's Slaughter Intent, one had to enter the Shura Field.

Ye Yuan did not want trouble and headed straight for the city center, where the Shura Field was located.

At the central area stood a single building—an imposing Shura Field. Entering this zone, Ye Yuan felt his brow burning, an uncontrollable urge to kill surging within him.

"Truly a land of slaughter; the very air reeks of killing!" Ye Yuan remarked in admiration.

After paying the entry fee, Ye Yuan led Tan Si into the Shura Field.

Upon entering, Ye Yuan felt his soul being monitored by some presence. He knew it was the Judgment Token he had refined, acting up.

"Once inside the Shura Field, the Judgment Token automatically activates slaughter mode. The arena assigns you battles daily. On the first level, you can only evade three times; if you refuse the fourth, you are directly annihilated!" Tan Si reminded him.

Under such rules, no one dared slack off. Everyone strove desperately to improve and kill their opponents.

Ye Yuan glanced at him indifferently and said, "With your strength, you can't even pass the first level?"

Tan Si snorted coldly but said nothing more.

"Let's go check out the arena first."

Ye Yuan strode boldly toward the arena, with Tan Si following behind like a wronged little wife.

"Kill, kill, kill! Wang Dong, kill that rookie!"

Upon entering the arena, the fighters inside were all roaring like they were on stimulants, urging a fighter on stage to kill another.

That fighter named Wang Dong was very strong; his opponent was nowhere near his level, and he was merely toying with him.

"Boom!" Wang Dong threw a punch, blasting his opponent into pulp.

At this bloody sight, the audience below went wild, shouting Wang Dong's name.

"Wang Dong! Wang Dong!"

"Wang Dong, I love you to death! Come to my room tonight!"

Wang Dong himself was immensely pleased, waving to the crowd below.

This was a paradise for the strong. If you had strength, you could have everything you desired—spirit crystals, women, everything!

"Ooh, a new rookie? Only at the Second Layer of Heavenly Enlightenment, tsk tsk, wonder how many days he'll last!"

"Haha, I bet he'll be killed in his first match four days from now. What do you think?"

"Depends on luck. If he runs into another rookie, he might last a few more days."

Ye Yuan, as a new face, quickly drew attention, but clearly no one thought much of him.

Newcomers arrived daily, but fewer than one in ten managed to establish themselves. Most didn't survive the first three matches—about a month.

For someone like Ye Yuan at the Second Layer of Heavenly Enlightenment, surviving even the first match seemed impossible.

"Too weak! Anyone stronger come up and let me have some fun?"

Wang Dong didn't leave the arena immediately but taunted from the stage. Yet despite his arrogant provocation, no one dared respond, clearly indicating he was among the strongest on the first level.

Ye Yuan observed that Wang Dong was also a Three-Star Soul General. On his forehead, a fourth star was faintly visible, suggesting he was close to forming it.

Three to four stars was a threshold. When the fourth star appeared, a fighter could comprehend the first level of the Supreme True Meaning of Slaughter.

In other words, Wang Dong's intent comprehension was about to break through to the Supreme True Meaning level.

Suddenly, Ye Yuan floated lightly and landed in the arena.

Seeing a young man fly in, Wang Dong was stunned, then burst out laughing: "Kid, is this your first day? An arrogant fool, daring to challenge me with such weak strength?"

The crowd below also erupted in laughter.

"Kid, surrender quickly! If Wang Dong's in a good mood, he might spare your life!"

"That kid, Wang Dong is ranked tenth on the first level! Going up like that, you'll die horribly!"

"Sigh, so many idiots these days! Coming to the Shura Field without knowing the situation, rushing up to die—enough already!"

Surrendering voluntarily in the arena was no big deal; the loser's Slaughter Intent would be partially extracted and transferred to the winner's Judgment Token.

Of course, that was assuming you had the ability to surrender.

Some people were killed before they could even utter the word 'surrender'.

Wang Dong was at the late stage of Heavenly Enlightenment, similar to Tan Si. In others' eyes, killing a Second Layer Heavenly Enlightenment fighter was trivial.

Ye Yuan extended one finger and said calmly, "One move, and you're dead."

Wang Dong's expression darkened, and he sneered, "Arrogant brat! You'll end up like that guy—blown to pieces by me! Ha!"

With a fierce roar, Wang Dong's fists shot out like dragons leaving the sea, straight at Ye Yuan.

Ye Yuan stood still, motionless, calmly waiting for Wang Dong's approach.

Just as Wang Dong's fist reached Ye Yuan, Ye Yuan suddenly thrust out his own fist.

The two fists collided, and a tremendous impact, like a mountain crumbling, surged toward Wang Dong.

"Boom!"

Wang Dong's body exploded like a watermelon, his death almost identical to the fighter he had killed earlier.

"N-no way? One punch and Wang Dong was blown apart? This kid... how is he so strong?"

The once-excited audience stood dumbfounded.

The reality was such a stark contrast to their expectations that they couldn't react for a moment.

The tenth-ranked fighter on the first level, killed with one punch?

Ye Yuan reached out and grabbed Wang Dong's storage ring. Wang Dong's Judgment Token hovered in the air, and a wisp of red smoke slowly seeped out, flowing into Ye Yuan's body.

"So this is Slaughter Intent? Hmm... being able to materialize an intent—this Chaotic Demon Sea is truly a wondrous place," Ye Yuan mused.

With the Judgment Token, Ye Yuan could clearly sense his Slaughter Intent increasing.

With a whoosh, Wang Dong's Judgment Token flew into the air and vanished.

"Anyone else coming up? If not, I'll come back tomorrow," Ye Yuan said calmly.

The crowd below was dead silent. That punch had been too shocking; no one dared challenge Ye Yuan.

Suddenly, a burly man leaped onto the stage and said coldly, "A snot-nosed kid, what are you so cocky about? Watch your Tiger Daddy take care of you!"