People are writing diaries in Douluo, Bibi Dong is crazy about it

Chapter 220: You Can Go With Peace of Mind

The King of Slaughter sensed Zhao Ling's latest domain activation. Although he couldn't recognize it, the unease in his heart intensified.

He recalled the third domain Zhao Ling had used over three months ago—a towering figure over ten meters tall, cloaked in black and wielding a massive scythe. The memory sent chills down his spine.

'This man is too powerful. I'll likely be defeated. My best option is to escape.'

The King of Slaughter began retreating, but the tenfold gravity field restricted his speed, making him slower than even the average Titled Douluo.

Oddly, Zhao Ling didn't pursue him, leaving the King confused. Why isn't he stopping him? Could it be he doesn't intend to kill him after all?

However, as he continued running, he noticed something strange—Zhao Ling and Bibi Dong, who had been hundreds of meters behind, now appeared in front of him. Worse, he was inexplicably getting closer to them.

The King panicked, trying desperately to halt his steps. Yet, as the gravity around him shifted to a state of near weightlessness, he found himself unable to control his momentum. He crashed directly into Zhao Ling, who greeted him with a powerful punch to the face.

The punch connected with a resounding bang, sending the King of Slaughter flying backward.

Zhao Ling's physique, fifteen times stronger than a Level 98 Super Douluo, caused the King's cheek to cave in.

As if that wasn't enough, the gravity field quickly reasserted itself, intensifying to ten times normal. The King's body slammed heavily to the ground, inertia dragging him for hundreds of meters. His clothes were shredded, blood seeped from his body, and his face became an unrecognizable mess.

Struggling to his feet, the King touched his mangled cheek, disbelief etched across his battered face.

'What kind of monstrous power is this? My strength is already terrifying, yet in front of him, I'm nothing. What kind of freak is this man?'

With gritted teeth, the King of Slaughter activated his Killing Field, hoping to counteract Zhao Ling's overlapping domains. However, given that they were in the City of Slaughter, this effect was redundant.

Desperate, the King condensed his energy into a weapon. A massive blood-red hammer materialized in his hands before transforming into the legendary Shura Sword.

Zhao Ling's eyes gleamed with excitement. Finally, the Shura Sword. If he hadn't summoned it, he might have killed him out of frustration.

However, the King's confidence quickly faded. Under the tenfold gravity field, the Shura Sword—originally weighing 100,000 pounds—now weighed a staggering 1,000,000 pounds. He couldn't lift it, let alone wield it.

In frustration, he summoned his Clear Sky Hammer. But as soon as it appeared, it crashed to the ground, shattering the floor beneath it.

Realizing he was completely outmatched, the King abandoned his weapons and charged at Zhao Ling with his fists.

Zhao Ling smirked and, instead of fighting barehanded, summoned his Canglan Sword.

He executed the third move of the Canglan Sword Technique: Endless Life.

Countless sword shadows surged forward like an unstoppable river, enveloping the King. The relentless torrent tore into him, cutting and eroding his body as if he were being shredded by a thousand blades.

On the King's back, the blood-red nine-headed bat king—the parasite controlling him—attempted to flee. But as soon as it left his body, it was annihilated by the cascading sword lights, reduced to nothing.

Freed from the parasite, the King of Slaughter—Tang Chen—regained his consciousness. Memories flooded back, and he realized his tragic state.

However, he was already critically injured. Under the relentless assault of Zhao Ling's sword shadows, Tang Chen spat a mouthful of blood.

Knowing his end was near, he retrieved a small hammer from his robes and threw it to Zhao Ling.

"Sir," Tang Chen said weakly. "Since you know who I am… I have two requests. First, please return this token to the Haotian Sect. Second… please help me reach Sea God Island..."

Before he could finish, Zhao Ling sneered and caught the Haotian Sect token.

"This hammer? I'll take it," Zhao Ling replied dismissively. "As for Xi'er… she's already my woman. She's carrying my child. You don't need to worry about her anymore. Just go in peace."

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