Nie Tian looked at the black-clothed man before him and frowned slightly.
The people of Black Lotus really did have good methods. They were extremely insidious!
Hands of slaughter like Nie Tian would be directly taken to the Field of Slaughter as soon as they arrived in Slaughter City. They had five days to either die in the Field of Slaughter or emerge victorious in the Field of Slaughter and gain the right to enter the Path of Slaughter.
If they did nothing in the five days, the people of Black Lotus would personally take action, and they would still die.
Upon hearing the words of the black-clothed man, Jian Jingyun and Gui Wuchan sucked in a mouthful of cold air. From the looks of it, from the moment they had entered Slaughter City, they had stepped onto a path of no return, and could only walk on it till the end.
"Watch carefully." The black-clothed man glanced past Nie Tian coldly before turning around and leaving in search of other Hands of Slaughter.
Nie Tian calmed down and smiled faintly. There were still five days, so he was in no hurry. It was not a bad idea to watch the others fight first.
At this moment, another person entered the Field of Slaughter to challenge the person who had just won.
The challenger was also a late Overgod.
The two of them clashed several times before one of them was slammed into the killing formations around the Field of Slaughter by a palm strike from the other. He died on the spot.
Afterwards, Nie Tian watched for quite a while and discovered that most of the cultivators were Overgods. Late Overgods were already very powerful, and there were very few peak Overgods. There were even fewer Overgods.
"Nie Tian, let's go!" Gui Wucan was rather impatient and said softly.
"There's no hurry. Let's wait a little longer." Nie Tian waved his hand slightly and glanced around. He pointed at a few people and said, "Those guys are all Overgods. They haven't gone up yet."
Nie Tian had already sensed all the tens of thousands of Hands of Slaughter when he was watching the battle earlier.
Of the tens of thousands of warriors present, there were less than ten who were early Paramount Gods, and one of them was a mid Paramount God. That made him the strongest of the group.
Nie Tian was a little worried that these Paramount God martial artists hadn't made a move yet.
As long as he didn't run into the mid Paramount God, he was completely confident in his chances.
But Jian Jingyun and Gui Wucan were slightly weaker. If they encountered a Paramount God, it would be a little dangerous.
The Killing Arena was a battle of life and death. There was no such thing as admitting defeat. Defeat meant death. Therefore, Nie Tian had to be cautious.
"There's still one more. Hurry up and die!" At this moment, the victorious cultivator on the stone pillar in the middle of the slaughtering ground laughed arrogantly. His face was filled with provocation as he shouted loudly.
This person was a late Overgod. He had already won two battles, so he only needed one more to gain the right to enter the Path of Slaughter.
"You're just an ant. How dare you be so arrogant?" Before the man could finish speaking, a deep voice rang out. A figure shot through the air and landed on another stone pillar.
"Rumble!" When the silhouette of that person landed, the huge stone pillar shook violently, sinking several meters into the ground. The entire killing field shook violently because of this, and after that, a sharp aura spread out, surging through the entire killing field.
"What a strong aura!" Everyone felt the cold aura rushing towards them. Their eyes trembled, and their eyes were filled with fear.
This person's aura was extremely powerful. It was on a completely different level from the other Hands of Slaughter. It was far, far stronger.
"It's him!" Nie Tian frowned slightly. The person who had appeared in the slaughtering ground was the mid Paramount God he had been paying attention to.
"He's …" At almost the same time, Jian Jingyun suddenly cried out. He couldn't finish his sentence.
Nie Tian and Gui Wucan were both stunned. They looked at Jian Jingyun and asked, "You know him?"
Jian JingYun's face was filled with astonishment. He had never thought that he would meet this person here!
Several seconds later, Jian Jingyun's expression eased. He took a deep breath and said, "He's called Nangong Jue. He's from the Nangong family."
"The Nangong family?" Nie Tian was stunned. He immediately thought of someone. The vice-president of the Holy Assembly, Nangong Duxiu!
Nie Tian's eyes darkened. "What's his relationship with Nangong Duxiu?"
Jian Jingyun glanced at Nie Tian and was stunned. He hadn't expected the latter to know Nangong Duxiu and call him by his name. There was even a hint of anger in his eyes.
Nangong Duxiu was a vice chief of the Holy Assembly, and was a peak Paramount God. In fact, he was one of the top ten experts in the nine realmverses. In fact, he was even more powerful than the clan lords of the nine clans.
But Nie Tian didn't have the slightest bit of respect for Nangong Duxiu. In fact, he was a bit resentful. This surprised Jian Jingyun.
Little did Jian Jingyun know that Nie Tian not only knew of Nangong Duxiu, but he had even fought with him.
Back in the God Shepherd Domain, the Holy Assembly had threatened Nie Tian to kill Mo Ruxi and the child in her womb. It had almost put Nie Tian in a situation of certain death. If the Inescapable Net hadn't arrived in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
The enmity between Nie Tian and Nangong Duxiu was irreconcilable. How could he show respect to her?
Jian Jingyun was curious, but he didn't ask too many questions. He said, "Nangong Jue is a genius of the Nangong Clan. He's the son of the Nangong Clan's patriarch, Nangong Duwo. Nangong Duxiu is his second uncle!"
"A genius of the new generation?" After knowing Nangong Jue's identity, Nie Tian couldn't help but sneer as he stared at the latter with a dark gaze.
Nie Tian guessed that Nangong Jue was about fifty thousand years old. For him to be a mid Paramount God at such a young age was truly terrifying.
But Nangong Jue's talent in the martial dao couldn't compare to Nie Tian's sixth uncle, Nie Feiyu.
Nie Feiyu was only a few thousand years old, but he was already a powerful Overgod.
When Nie Tian had first met Nie Feiyu, the latter had shown signs of becoming a Paramount God. Presumably, he was already an early Paramount God.
If Nie Feiyu was given tens of thousands of years, he might not be able to reach the peak Paramount God level, but he would definitely be able to easily reach the late Paramount God level.
Nangong Jue was about the same age as Nie Tian's father, Nie Fenghua. But he was far weaker than Nie Fenghua.
But no matter what, Nangong Jue was a genius, and his strength couldn't be underestimated. At the very least, Nie Tian was weaker than him.
"Yes." Jian Jingyun slightly nodded his head. With a shocked expression, he said: "I never expected Nangong Jue to come here. I've long since heard that Nangong Jue is a cold and arrogant person who looks down on everything. It seems that it's true! "
At this time, the green-robed old man up in the air looked at Nangong Jue, and his expression flickered. "This guy is so strong," he thought to himself. "It seems that the title of King of Carnage in the Path of Carnage is going to go to him!"
In the Killing Ground, the face of the martial artist who was fighting against Nangong Jue was as pale as paper. He opened his mouth but he could not say a word as he trembled.
Nangong Jue was too strong, and the warrior couldn't possibly stand up to him.
The warrior's intestines were green with regret. His momentary arrogance had provoked such a powerful person.
"Die, ant!" At this moment, Nangong Jue's face turned cold. His body flickered slightly and a sharp aura whizzed out of him as he headed straight for the man.
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