186: Chapter 186 Nighttime Investigation of the Ghostly Weeping Forest: I'm Just a Deliveryman

The night was like ink, thick and impossible to dissolve.

Three thousand li outside Baiyu City, there was a Forbidden Ground that made people tremble with fear—Ghost Cry Forest. It was covered year-round by a thick, grey-black layer of miasma; looking down from high altitude, it resembled a malignant sore growing on the earth.

The forest was filled with gnarled, strange trees, their branches twisted like the claws of ghosts. When the wind blew, it produced a shrill whistling sound resembling the wailing of vengeful spirits, which was how the name "Ghost Cry" originated.

This was the most secretive and cruelest branch of the Heavenly Demon Sect in the White Jade Immortal State.

"Whoosh!"

A figure that almost blended into the night sky landed silently on the tip of a withered tree on the outskirts of the forest.

Lin Feng was still wearing his standard black martial outfit, with that bronze mask with a half-smiling expression on his face.

He didn't rush in; instead, he opened the System map, and as he looked at the densely packed red dots on it, a playful arc curved at the corner of his mouth.

"So this is the legendary 'mob grinding spot'? The density is not bad, I hope I can get some good loot."

Ever since he searched the Soul of Black Wind last time, the coordinates of this Ghost Cry Forest had been imprinted in his mind like a high-definition map.

"The Hall Master, Gu Sha the Old Demon, is at the Peak of the Earth Immortal realm, half a step into the Heavenly Immortal realm. Tsk tsk, in the eyes of a Mortal, he is an Earthly Immortal, but to me... he counts as an elite mob at best."

Lin Feng stretched, his bones popping with a series of crackles.

He was now a Heavenly Immortal at the First Stage, and a Heavenly Immortal with a Foundation so perfect it was abnormal.

Coming here was purely a case of a max-level character returning to the newbie village to stomp noobs, just to experience the thrill of "mowing the grass."

With a tap of his toes, his figure drifted into the forest like a falling leaf.

Barely a hundred zhang in, the surrounding miasma suddenly churned violently.

"Who goes there! How dare you trespass in the Ghost Cry Forest!"

Accompanied by two sharp shouts, two figures exuding a foul stench emerged from the ground.

These were two demonic cultivators responsible for peripheral security, both at the Middle Stage of the Human Immortal realm, holding ghost-head blades refined from white bones. Their faces were ferocious, with more whites than pupils, obviously having damaged their brains from Cultivating Demonic Technique.

Lin Feng didn't even stop his footsteps, nor did he even glance at them; he just casually raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

"Snap!"

The crisp snapping sound was exceptionally harsh in this deathly silent forest.

The next second, an invisible and terrifying force field descended!

It was the devouring force field that came with the Myriad Dao Furnace Sutra.

Although Lin Feng only activated one percent of its power, dealing with these two minions was already a dimensional reduction strike.

"Ah!!"

The two demonic cultivators had only rushed halfway when their bodies suddenly stiffened. They discovered in terror that their Demonic Yuan, blood essence, and even their Soul were uncontrollably gushing out from their seven orifices, turning into visible black-red streams of Qi that were sucked into the body of the masked man!

"No! Spare me! My Lord, spare..."

The pleas for mercy stopped abruptly.

In just two breaths of time, the two living men withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, eventually turning into two withered skeletons that scattered on the ground with a "clatter."

[Ding! Killed Human Immortal demonic cultivator x2, obtained 250 million critical hit points!]

"Mosquito legs are meat too, accumulation leads to abundance."

Lin Feng curled his lips and continued walking deeper.

Along the way, he was like a human-shaped walking vacuum cleaner. Wherever he passed, whether it was the hidden sentries in the trees, the ambushers hiding underground, or even the venomous Yao Beasts nourished by Devilish Qi, as long as they dared to show their heads, they were all sucked into dried corpses.

Inside the Ghost Cry Forest, the originally incessant roars of demonic creatures gradually quieted down, falling into an even more eerie silence.

Finally, Lin Feng arrived in front of a huge canyon.

In the center of the canyon stood a magnificent palace built entirely from human skulls—the White Bone Demon Palace. Countless vengeful spirits coiled around the palace, emitting shrill wails, with gusts of eerie wind that made one's hair stand on end.

"Which expert has visited my Ghost Cry Forest in the middle of the night? May I ask what business you have?"

A hoarse, cold voice, as if two pieces of raw iron were rubbing against each other, slowly drifted out from the depths of the palace.

Immediately after, the heavy bone doors of the palace opened with a boom, and a majestic aura of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood gushed out!

An old man wearing grey-white robes, so thin he was nothing but skin and bones, walked out slowly, holding a mourning staff covered in skulls. His eyes were emerald green, like two balls of ghost fire, staring fixedly at Lin Feng. Behind him followed a dozen Elders of the Earth Immortal realm, each one acting as if facing a great enemy.

This person was the Hall Master of the Ghost Cry Forest, Gu Sha the Old Demon!

Although he spoke politely, he had long secretly raised his own pressure as a Ninth Stage Earth Immortal to the extreme, attempting to give this mysterious visitor a warning.

"I wouldn't call myself an expert." Lin Feng stopped, standing with his hands behind his back, his tone as relaxed as if he were chatting with a neighbor. "I'm just a courier."

"A courier?" Gu Sha the Old Demon was stunned; he clearly didn't understand the term.

"That's right, delivering you... to the Western Heaven."

As soon as his voice fell, Lin Feng's aura changed abruptly!

If he had just looked like a rich Young Master out for a stroll, at this moment, he was an Asura God of Slaughter who had stepped out of Hell!

The terrifying pressure of the Heavenly Immortal realm was released without reservation!

Rumble!

The air within a ten-li radius seemed to be drained in an instant, and the mountain-heavy pressure caused the expressions of all the demonic cultivators present to change drastically!

"Heaven... Heavenly Immortal powerhouse?!"

Gu Sha the Old Demon's emerald ghost eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

He never imagined that his godforsaken place would actually attract a True God of the Heavenly Immortal realm!

"Senior! Misunderstanding! This is all a misunderstanding!"

Gu Sha the Old Demon reacted very quickly and was about to kneel and beg for mercy on the spot. "We are willing to surrender! We are willing to serve you as our master, to be your beasts of burden..."

"Too late."

Lin Feng spat out two words indifferently and slowly raised his right hand, his index and middle fingers joined into a sword.

"Be careful in your next life, don't provoke people you shouldn't, and don't Cultivate the Dao you shouldn't."

Immortal-Slaying Sword Technique, First Form—Severing Mountains and Rivers!

Swish!

A brilliant white sword light flashed and disappeared in the pitch-black night sky!

This sword strike was faster than thought, faster than time.

The expression of begging for mercy on Gu Sha the Old Demon's face was still frozen, and the next second, his vision began to spin.

He saw his own headless torso still standing in place, tightly gripping that mourning staff, his proud Earth Immortal Magic Treasure.

And behind him, that impregnable White Bone Demon Palace, along with the dozen Earth Immortal Elders inside, were all under this one sword strike...

Neatly split into two halves!

[Ding! Successfully killed Earth Immortal Ninth Stage Gu Sha the Old Demon!]

[critical hit multiplier increased to 150,000 times!]

[Obtained critical hit points: 90 billion!]

[Ding! Killed Earth Immortal demonic cultivator x15, obtained critical hit points: 80 billion!]

Cleared the field with one sword!

"Phew, that feels good."

Lin Feng retracted his finger and nodded with satisfaction as he looked at the mess before him.

Next was the most enjoyable "looting" phase.

He strode into the ruins, his hands spread wide, the "Myriad Dao Furnace" in his Dantian firing at full power!

"System, absorb it for me! Anything with a bit of Spiritual Qi, even if it's a brick, don't let it go!"

Rumble!

The terrifying devouring vortex appeared again, enveloping the entire ruin. Countless demonic crystal veins buried deep underground, Medicinal Pills and Magic Treasures hidden in secret rooms, and even the essence remaining on the corpses of those demonic cultivators were all swept into the vortex, crushed, purified, and converted!

[Ding! Converted 30 million top-grade demonic crystals, obtained 30 billion critical hit points!]

[Ding! Converted Low Grade Immortal Artifact "Nether Ghost Claw", obtained 50 billion critical hit points!]

[Ding! Converted...]

Half an hour later.

In the core area of the once fearsome Ghost Cry Forest, only a giant crater with a diameter of a thousand meters and bottomless depth remained. Even the topsoil had been scraped away by three feet by Lin Feng!

"Tsk, adding the rest from before, it's almost at 800 billion."

Lin Feng glanced at the System panel, in a great mood.

"The next one, Black Water Pool. I hope it can give me more surprises."

His figure flickered, turning into a stream of light, disappearing into the vast night.

Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night for the Demonic Path forces in the White Jade Immortal State.