303: Move to the West Sea

At this moment, a thin, dog-headed Netherworld demonic beast, a Nascent Soul Cultivator, looked at the Netherworld commander and said sinisterly, "Commander, these Human Race Cultivators are courting death, daring to deliver themselves to our doorstep. Why don't we seize this opportunity to wipe them all out?"

Upon hearing this, the Netherworld commander's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. He nodded and said, "Good, let them witness the might of our Netherworld demonic beasts."

With that, he waved his hand, ordering the Netherworld demonic beast army to charge towards the Human Race Cultivators.

Seeing this, Lin Feng and the others felt a surge of Battle Intent. They knew that this moment had finally arrived.

Lin Feng immediately ordered everyone to prepare. Once the Netherworld demonic beast army entered attack range, they were to launch an immediate assault.

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions were resolute. They knew this battle concerned the survival of the Human Race and allowed no room for retreat.

Thus, they all took out their Magic Treasures and weapons, standing ready.

Finally, the Netherworld demonic beast army charged into attack range. Lin Feng immediately roared, "Attack!"

With that, he was the first to attack, wielding his Starfall Illusion Sword. The sword light, like lightning, instantly slashed towards the Netherworld demonic beast army.

Seeing this, the other Cultivators also launched their attacks. For a time, the glow of Magic Treasures shone, and the roar of Spells echoed across the sky. Lin Feng, like a War God, charged into the Netherworld demonic beast army. With every flash of his sword, a Netherworld demonic beast would fall, deep wounds left on their bodies, blood gushing out and staining the battlefield crimson.

Although the Netherworld demonic beasts were numerous, under the fierce assault of Lin Feng and the others, they began to struggle. They let out mournful howls, attempting to intimidate the Human Race Cultivators with their voices, but Lin Feng and the others were fearless. Their attacks grew even more ferocious, as if they intended to utterly annihilate these Netherworld demonic beasts.

Real Person Zixiao, seeing this, also let out a roar and led the West Sea Cultivators in a frontal assault. Their Spells and Magic Treasures were equally powerful, engaging the Netherworld demonic beasts in a desperate struggle. On the battlefield, the figures of Human Race Cultivators and Netherworld demonic beasts intertwined, the roar of Spells and the clash of Magic Treasures rising and falling, deafening.

Although Lin Feng's Starfall Illusion Sword was powerful, its attack range was not as wide as the Nether Soul Flute. He rushed into the Netherworld demonic beast army, took out the Nether Soul Flute, and relying on his powerful cultivation, began to use the Nether Soul Flute's sound wave attacks, launching a series of assaults on the surrounding Netherworld demonic beasts.

Under Lin Feng's flute attacks, the Netherworld demonic beasts all showed expressions of pain. Their movements began to slow, some even falling directly to the ground, losing their combat effectiveness. Lin Feng was overjoyed at this sight. He knew this was his critical moment to turn the tide of battle.

He controlled the Starfall Illusion Sword, coordinating with the Nether Soul Flute's sound wave attacks, constantly charging into the Netherworld demonic beast army. Each attack claimed the lives of several Netherworld demonic beasts. And those Netherworld demonic beasts, under Lin Feng's fierce offensive, began to retreat steadily.

Real Person Zixiao, seeing Lin Feng's bravery, was also greatly encouraged. He led the West Sea Cultivators in an even fiercer frontal assault. For a time, the Human Race Cultivators' offensive surged like a tide, making it difficult for the Netherworld demonic beast army to resist.

The Netherworld demonic beast commander was greatly alarmed at this sight. He had not expected the Human Race Cultivators to be so tenacious, nor had he expected Lin Feng to be so powerful. He knew that if this continued, the Netherworld demonic beast army would likely be completely annihilated.

Thus, he made a decision: to personally intervene and deal with Lin Feng. He flashed, appearing before Lin Feng, and brandishing the giant claws in his hands, attacked Lin Feng.

Lin Feng sneered at this. He did not fear the Netherworld commander's attack; instead, he met it head-on. The two instantly engaged in a fierce battle. Lin Feng's Starfall Illusion Sword clashed with the Netherworld commander's giant claws, emitting a deafening sound.

On the battlefield, the other Human Race Cultivators and Netherworld demonic beasts were also fighting for their respective survival. Their Spells and Magic Treasures intertwined, forming streaks of brilliant light that illuminated the entire battlefield as if it were daytime.

The battle between Lin Feng and the Netherworld commander stunned both sides. The Human Race side had not expected Lin Feng to be so powerful, while the other side had not expected their revered commander to fall in just a few moves against Lin Feng.

The Netherworld commander's body was gashed by the Starfall Illusion Sword, and blood gushed out. A look of disbelief flashed in his eyes. He had not expected to be defeated by a Human Race Cultivator.

At this moment, the Netherworld commander was both shocked and afraid, and full of anger. He looked at Lin Feng and said, "You are not a Nascent Soul Cultivator, you are a Soul Transformation?"

Lin Feng smiled slightly and said, "Guess?"

Upon hearing this, the Netherworld commander glared furiously. He understood in his heart that he was probably doomed today. But as the commander of the Netherworld demonic beast race, how could he easily surrender?

A Late Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator Netherworld demonic beast made no difference to Lin Feng whether he resisted or not. He glanced at the opponent with disdain.

Seeing Lin Feng's contempt, the Netherworld commander, enraged, once again brandished his giant claws and launched a desperate attack on Lin Feng. However, in the face of Lin Feng's powerful strength, his attacks seemed so powerless. Each attack was easily defused by Lin Feng, causing him to suffer even heavier injuries.

Lin Feng looked at the Netherworld commander, a hint of disdain in his eyes. He no longer wanted to be entangled with this useless opponent, so he controlled the Starfall Illusion Sword, instantly appearing before the Netherworld commander, and pierced his chest with a single sword strike, killing his Primordial Spirit before it could even escape.

The Netherworld commander's body slowly fell, his eyes filled with unwillingness and despair. He had not expected to die at the hands of a Human Race Cultivator, and to die so miserably.

With the death of the Netherworld commander, the morale of the Netherworld demonic beast army instantly collapsed. They all began to flee, trying to escape this terrifying place. However, Lin Feng and Real Person Zixiao did not let them go. They led the Human Race Cultivators in a frantic pursuit of the Netherworld demonic beast army.

For a time, the battlefield was filled with fleeing Netherworld demonic beasts and pursuing Human Race Cultivators. The light of Magic Treasures shone, and the roar of Spells echoed across the sky. Lin Feng and the four Great Nascent Soul Cultivators, like gods of slaughter, moved constantly across the battlefield. Each attack claimed the lives of several Netherworld demonic beasts.

Finally, under the fierce pursuit of the Human Race Cultivators, the Netherworld demonic beast army completely collapsed. They all surrendered, begging the Human Race Cultivators to spare them. However, the Human Race did not accept their surrender. These Netherworld demonic beasts were all vicious creatures; if they were spared, it would only bring greater disaster to the Human Race.