169: Bloodbath in the corridor! One punch to the head!

Lin Jingyu's figure tore through the star field, following the coordinates given by Qing Li, and finally stopped in front of a deathly silent Star Domain.

There were no stars here, only an endless, dark red vortex embedded in the Void Realm like a giant wound.

The vortex rotated slowly, emitting a heart-palpitating bloody aura and violent energy fluctuations, with countless streams of light flowing into it from all directions.

"Blood Battle Corridor..."

Lin Jingyu licked his lips, fierce light flickering in his eyes, "Such a thick bloody smell, I like it!"

He took out the token Qing Li had given him—an inconspicuous black bone fragment.

As soon as the bone fragment appeared, it vibrated slightly, shooting a beam of black light into the dark red vortex.

Hum!

A ripple appeared in the center of the vortex, opening a gap wide enough for only one person to pass through.

A tall, thin middle-aged man wearing black tight-fitting clothes, with an aura at the Peak True God Realm, walked out from the gap. His eyes were as sharp as a falcon's, scanning Lin Jingyu up and down. His tone was indifferent: "The token is correct. A newcomer? State your name, pay the one thousand Divine Crystal entrance fee, and you are responsible for your own life or death."

"Lin Jingyu." He casually tossed out a small bag of Divine Crystals (obtained from the previous mine smelting), exactly one thousand of them.

The middle-aged man took them, scanned them with his Divine Sense to confirm they were correct, and still kept the same expression on his face. He stepped aside to clear the path: "Go in. Remember the iron rules of the corridor: On the arena, only life and death are distinguished, not the methods used. The higher the winning streak, the richer the rewards. If you want to come out alive, either win a hundred consecutive matches, or... die on the stage!"

Lin Jingyu grinned: "A hundred matches? Too slow." He stopped talking nonsense and stepped into the gap.

The scene before his eyes changed instantly!

Deafening roars, howls, and the sounds of weapons colliding rushed towards him like a tsunami!

The thick, inseparable bloody smell was almost suffocating!

He was in a blood-colored space so vast it was unimaginable.

In the center of the space, nine massive arenas, shrouded by blood-colored light shields, were floating.

On every arena, a brutal slaughter was taking place!

Divine blood splattered, severed limbs flew everywhere!

Violent fluctuations of Divine Power and law fragments were colliding and surging above the arenas!

Around the arenas were countless spectator seats, arranged in a ring and rising upwards like an ant nest.

Densely packed, diverse beings of the God Realm crowded the stands. They were roaring, howling, and waving the betting tickets or weapons in their hands, their eyes filled with madness and greed.

Every fatal kill could trigger fanatical cheers like a tsunami!

"Kill him! Tear him apart!"

"Explode his head! Explode his head! I bet on an exploding head!"

"Hahaha! Another idiot from the Lower Realm! Can't last more than three breaths!"

The air was permeated with pure slaughter and violence!

Lin Jingyu's arrival was like dropping a single drop of water into boiling oil.

His Peak True God Realm aura appeared exceptionally "weak" in this environment where everyone was at least at the Late Stage True God Realm and Heavenly Gods could be seen everywhere.

Especially those sharp-eyed ones who saw the black bone fragment brand in his hand that represented a "newcomer."

"Heh! Another Lower Realm mud-legged ant here to die!"

"The betting is open! The betting is open! Bet on how many matches he can last! The first match? Odds are one to zero point one!"

"Look at that foolish, big guy, he probably is a brute, won't last past the first round!"

Mockery, ridicule, and malicious gazes instantly focused on him.

Lin Jingyu acted as if he didn't hear them, his gaze sweeping over the nine arenas, finally landing on the one at the very edge, numbered "Nine."

There, a demon covered in dark blue scales, with a single horn on its head and holding a serrated bone blade, had just dug out its opponent's heart with one claw and was roaring at the sky, stuffing the still-beating heart into its mouth to chew!

Blood flowed down the corners of its mouth, extremely cruel.

Its aura was clearly that of a Lower Heaven God!

"You'll do." Fierce light flashed in Lin Jingyu's eyes as he walked straight towards the registration desk of the Ninth Arena.

The person in charge of registration was an old man with a cold aura, only at the True God Realm.

He didn't even lift his head, tossing out a blood-colored token: "Name, imprint your Divine Soul mark. Win one match, the token records it. Lose, you die."

Lin Jingyu took the token and casually imprinted the three characters "Lin Jingyu" and a trace of his Divine Soul aura.

Hum!

The token lit up with a faint red light, showing "Zero Wins."

"Go up, kid. Good luck, don't die too ugly."

The old man's tone was indifferent, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

Lin Jingyu didn't even look at the demon, took one step, ignored the blood-colored light shield of the arena, and appeared directly on the Ninth Arena!

"Roar?!"

The single-horned demon, who had just finished enjoying its heart feast, turned its head abruptly. Its scarlet vertical pupils stared fixedly at Lin Jingyu. Sensing that the opponent was only at the Peak True God Realm, its eyes suddenly erupted with brutal greed and a trace of anger at being slighted.

"A mere True God ant dares to challenge my 'Heart-Splitting Demon' Slaughter?! You're courting death!" The Heart-Splitting Demon roared, and the serrated bone blade in its hand erupted with blinding blood light, bringing with it a shriek that could tear apart Divine Souls, and slashed down at his head!

Wherever the blade light passed, even space was slashed with pitch-black traces!

This strike contained all the power and fierce Law of the Heart-Splitting Demon as a Lower Heaven God, enough to easily kill an ordinary Peak True God!

The stands immediately erupted with boos and mockery:

"One hit kill!"

"Lord Slaughter, tear him apart!"

"My Divine Crystals! I bet on Slaughter finishing him within three moves!"

Facing this fiercely unparalleled blade, Lin Jingyu didn't even lift his eyelids.

He didn't even use any Divine Power, nor did he take any defensive stance.

He just casually raised his right hand.

Five fingers spread open, meeting the space-tearing serrated bone blade, and gently grabbed it!

Crack!

A teeth-aching cracking sound resounded throughout the arena!

Amidst countless astonished, incredulous gazes, that serrated bone blade, which emitted the might of a Lower Heaven God and was extremely sturdy, was grabbed by Lin Jingyu with his bare hands!

Then, just like crushing a piece of rotten wood, the moment his five fingers closed, it shattered inch by inch, turning into bone powder that drifted across the sky!

"What?!" The grimace on the Heart-Splitting Demon's face instantly solidified, turning into extreme horror!

Crushing its natal demonic weapon with bare hands?! How is this possible?!

Lin Jingyu's movements did not pause for even a fraction.

His right hand, which had crushed the bone blade, thrust forward, moving faster than the Heart-Splitting Demon's reaction limit!

Puchi!

Five fingers, as if cast from Divine Gold, pierced into the Heart-Splitting Demon's chest, which was covered in tough scales, as easily as a red-hot iron rod piercing butter!

He accurately grasped the pitch-black heart that was still beating wildly and emitting thick Devilish Qi!

"Uh... h-h..." The Heart-Splitting Demon's eyes bulged, its body stiffened, and strange, gurgling sounds came from its throat, filled with boundless fear.

Lin Jingyu's eyes were cold, like ten-thousand-year black ice. The muscles in his arm bulged, and he squeezed hard!

Bang—!!!

The Heart-Splitting Demon's incredibly tough heart, along with half of its chest, exploded in Lin Jingyu's palm!

Filthy demonic blood mixed with fragments of internal organs shot out like a fountain, splashing all over the arena!

The Heart-Splitting Demon's massive body twitched violently, the light in its eyes instantly dimmed, and it collapsed to the ground like a broken sack, its aura completely extinguished!

Dead silence!

The Blood Battle Corridor, which had just been roaring with noise, instantly fell into a dead silence!

All mockery, ridicule, and cheering stopped abruptly!

Countless gazes stared fixedly at the Ninth Arena, looking at the figure standing in the rain of blood like a demon god, looking at the demonic blood dripping from his hand, looking at the corpse of the Heavenly God at his feet that was rapidly losing its vitality.

Bare-handedly crushing a Heavenly God's demonic weapon!

Plucking the heart with one punch, squeezing the heart until it exploded!

Instant kill of a Lower Heaven God!

The entire process took less than a breath! It was so clean and efficient that it made one's scalp tingle!

"Roar—!!!"

After a brief silence, even more fanatical and crazy roars erupted from the stands! Only this time, the target was completely reversed!

"Exploding head! No! Exploding heart! That's so f*cking brutal!"

"I misjudged! This is a monster! A monster!"

"Lin Jingyu! Remember this name! A killing god from the Lower Realm!"

"Open the bets! Bet on whether he can kill instantly in the next match!"

The old man in charge of the Ninth Arena suddenly raised his head, terrifying sharp light erupting from his turbid old eyes, staring fixedly at the blood-colored token in Lin Jingyu's hand.

Hum!

The number on the token jumped from "Zero" to "One" instantly!

At the same time, a faint red light shot out from under the arena, condensing into a small pile of shimmering Divine Crystals, about ten thousand, floating in front of Lin Jingyu.

[Ding! Killed a Lower Heaven God (Heart-Splitting Demon)! Obtained 1,000,000 origin points!]

[Ding! Obtained first win reward: 10,000 Divine Crystals!]

Lin Jingyu didn't even look at the pile of Divine Crystals, his gaze sweeping towards the other challengers under the arena who were eager to try, with auras strong or weak, his voice cold, resounding throughout the Ninth Arena area:

"Next! Don't waste time, come at me all together!"

Arrogant!

Extremely arrogant!

One against many, challenging all the heroes!

The entire Blood Battle Corridor was completely boiling!