Douluo: I became Tang San's sister and my dual martial spirits became gods

The waiter said, "This person can go in, but this little girl is not qualified to enter the Slaughter City yet."

Tang Nian ignored the waiter. She sneered and walked straight past the waiter to the middle of the tavern. With the appearance of the red spider lily in Tang Nian's hand, the air in the entire tavern seemed to freeze for a moment.

For some reason, from the very beginning when Tang Nian walked in here, she felt that this place seemed to be calling her red spider lily martial spirit.

Unlike the vigorous vitality of the Blue Silver Emperor that he felt in front of the Blue Silver King that day, this power was lifeless. From a long distance away, Tang Nian seemed to feel the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the bloody flow, and the sorrow and desire of the deceased before he died.

This feeling reached its peak when Tang Nian stepped into the tavern. The place in the tavern that gave Tang Nian the strongest feeling was the very center of the tavern.

Although she didn't know where the City of Slaughter that Tang Hao mentioned was, she knew that there must be something wrong here.

Sure enough, the moment Tang Nian's martial soul, Higanbana, appeared, a big hole appeared on the originally flat ground. She turned her head to look at Tang Hao, wanting to ask.

But at this moment, Tang Nian discovered that the place where Tang Hao had been just now was already empty. Tang Nian turned her head and looked over. In the entire tavern, except for Tang San who was standing next to her, the owner and the waiter had disappeared.

After Tang Nian and Tang San looked at each other, they nodded at the same time. Then Tang Nian leaped into the mysterious cave.

Everything in front of her was pitch black, with only the sound of the wind whistling in her ears. Tang Nian felt her body rapidly falling, and gravity seemed to become stronger, pulling her body downward.

Tang Nian tried to struggle, but to no avail, because she was surprised to find that she could not use any soul skills, and even the soul bones behind her could not stand up. She was like a leaf helplessly swept into the abyss in the storm. Fear surged like a tide. Tang Nian closed her eyes tightly, waved her hands around, trying to grab something, but it was just nothingness.

The wind whistled in his ears, as if it was a declaration of death. Tang Nian felt that his breathing was becoming more and more difficult, and his heartbeat accelerated, as if it would jump out of his chest in the next second.

Tang Nian didn’t know how deep the cave was, nor did he know where he was going, and he had no idea what the City of Slaughter that Tang Hao mentioned was for.

Gradually, Tang Nian felt the air around her becoming moist and cold. A suffocating feeling of oppression surrounded her, and she then fell into a dark river.

The river water was icy cold. Tang Nian was swept forward by the current, constantly hitting the rocks, and soon he felt waves of severe pain in his body.

Tang Nian struggled to get up from the river, but at this moment, she found that her body seemed to be controlled by something and she could not move.

Following the direction of the river, Tang Nian saw a faint light. As the distance got closer, the light became brighter and brighter. Tang Nian struggled hard to swim towards the light source. Only then did she realize that she could move, but her soul skills and soul bones were still unusable.

The river didn't look wide, but somehow, it took Tang Nian a long time to swim in it before she reached the shore. In the middle, she felt something at the bottom of the river pulling her, and she almost couldn't swim across.

After climbing out of the water, Tang Nian fell heavily on a patch of dim grass, gasping for breath. Ever since Tang Nian came to Douluo Continent and became a soul master, she had not felt this feeling of dying for a long time.

Tang Nian looked up, but the scene before her made her stunned.

This is a desolate land with no breath of life, only withered trees and dust drifting in the wind. The sky in the distance is covered with thick clouds, leaving only a few faint rays of light.

Tang Nian crawled to her feet, because she found that no matter where she was, there was no sign of Tang San. Tang Nian even went to the river to check, but there was still no sign of Tang San.

But it was clear that the two of them jumped down together, so they should be in the same place. Tang Nian was filled with worry, and she immediately stood up, dragging her tired body, staggering along the road. At this moment, every step she took seemed to be stepping on endless years.

As he walked, Tang Nian heard faint crying sounds and intermittent whispers. Tang Nian frowned and looked around nervously, but could not see any living creature.

Only the sad atmosphere and the cold wind that blows from time to time seem to be telling the desolation and sorrow of this land.

Tang Nian's eyes were blank at this moment. Could this be the Slaughter City that Tang Hao mentioned? But the Slaughter City should be full of killing.

Tang Hao had told them when they came in that they should not be soft-hearted and should trust each other, but it was obvious that there was not even a living person here.

But as Tang Nian walked forward, he gradually felt something was wrong.

Going further, the two sides of the road were covered with red spider lilies, densely packed like blood.

The petals are so gorgeous that it seems as if you can see the breath of death flowing through every vein. When the cold wind blows, the flowers sway gently, giving off a netherworld fragrance.

Walking on this road, Tang Nian could only feel that the ground beneath his feet was cold, eerie and silent.

In the distance, a stone bridge spans the foggy river. The ancient stone bridge is looming in the mist, as if it is a mysterious passage leading to another world.

On the bridge, a group of wandering souls lined up silently. They had sad faces and empty eyes. They slowly marched towards the Naihe Bridge. No one spoke, only the heavy footsteps echoed on the bridge.

There were endless wandering ghosts around Tang Nian, some wailing, some walking forward silently, with expressionless faces and empty eyes, walking towards the stone bridge step by step.

Tang Nian's movements suddenly stopped. She looked at herself with some suspicion, then turned to look at the floating soul.

These wandering souls floated in the air with no extra expressions on their faces. The long team was always very quiet, without a single sound. Everything here seemed so eerie that it made people feel cold in their hearts.

Tang Nian had never seen so many red spider lilies. They covered the entire bridgehead and the road she had come from. The petals were as red as blood, as if they were lighting the way ahead for Tang Nian, but because of this, Tang Nian felt frightened.

She couldn't help but think of the red spider lily as the road to the underworld. If this was the road to the underworld, then the bridge in front of her must be the Naihe Bridge. Everything was explained clearly.

But she clearly came to the City of Slaughter.