85: Chapter 85 Demons lined up, grinding points was incredibly satisfying.

"Good! Well said!"

Po Jun, that iron-blooded fierce general, was the first to be unable to hold back, roaring in excitement, "This is what a real man of our Demon Suppression Division should be!"

A trace of brilliance and worry also flashed through Red Lotus's charming Phoenix eyes.

Even the other Demon Slayers, who had always had complaints about Lin Feng, felt an unspeakable sense of admiration in their hearts as they watched his resolute back.

"Lin Feng..."

Commander Xiao Xuan looked at him deeply, and in the end, could only let out a sigh of helplessness.

"Enough, go."

"Remember, if things become impossible, retreat immediately."

"Subordinate, understood!"

Lin Feng saluted again, then, under the gaze of everyone, transformed into a streak of light and rushed into the Demon Locking Array, which was overflowing with Demonic Qi, without looking back!

However, the moment Lin Feng's figure disappeared within the golden light barrier—

Whoosh!

A thick, sky-covering yellow demonic wind swept out from the array without any warning!

The demonic wind was extremely strange, actually capable of blocking Divine Sense detection, causing everyone outside to instantly lose control over the situation inside the array, and they could only vaguely hear the earth-shattering sounds of battle and the miserable wails of demons coming from within.

"Not good! It's that Yellow Weasel Demon's Demonic Technique!"

Commander Xiao Xuan's expression changed; he hadn't expected that the weasel actually possessed such a Divine Ability.

...

Meanwhile, inside the array.

The scene was completely different from the tragic, bloody battle everyone outside had imagined.

"Little ones! Everyone stop right now!"

Huang Fugui stood on his hind legs, hands on his hips, and issued the "order" for the general attack to the group of demons and monsters who were still diligently ramming against the walls.

Upon hearing this, those demons felt as if they had been granted amnesty; one by one, exhausted like dead dogs, they collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

Just then, Lin Feng's figure descended from the sky like a deity.

"Roar! Another one here to die!"

The Blazing Mad Lion saw Lin Feng, its beastly nature flared, and it roared, intending to pounce and tear this ignorant human into pieces.

However, it had only jumped halfway.

Slap!

Huang Fugui's figure appeared in front of it as if teleporting, and with another crisp, resounding slap, he knocked it out of mid-air, causing it to roll seven or eight times on the ground.

"Are you blind?!"

Huang Fugui stepped on the Blazing Mad Lion's head, pointed at Lin Feng, and shouted in a shrill, screeching voice, using a tone as if he were introducing his own ancestor: "What are you howling for?! This is my Old Ancestor! Why aren't you lining up and kneeling to kowtow yet?!"

The demons: "???"

They stared blankly at the "devil foreman" who had just been bossing them around, but was now nodding, bowing, and fawning over a human.

Their worldview had suffered an unprecedented impact...

...

Inside the entire Demon Locking Array, a strange silence fell.

Hundreds of demon bosses and evil cultivators, who were usually tyrannical and infamous in their own territories, were all frozen as if hit by a binding spell; one by one, they opened their mouths wide, looking at the Yellow Weasel Demon who was currently stepping on the Blazing Mad Lion's head and showing off, with eyes like they were looking at a madman.

Their brains had completely crashed.

What just happened?

This "devil foreman," whose strength was freakishly powerful and who had treated them like slaves, called the human who just entered...

Old Ancestor?

"Why are you just standing there?!"

Seeing that his "employees" were still dazed, Huang Fugui became instantly furious.

His figure flickered, turning into dozens of yellow whirlwinds, weaving back and forth through the crowd of demons.

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!

A series of crisp, loud slaps, like firecrackers during the New Year, echoed throughout the entire array.

"Are you all deaf?! I told you to line up! Kneel!"

Huang Fugui cursed while slapping them.

"You blind things! Can't you see my master is already getting impatient? If you delay my master's leisure, can you afford the consequences?!"

These words, like a thunderclap, exploded in the minds of all the demons!

They finally realized what kind of terrifying and absurd trap they had fallen into.

So, from beginning to end, this was not some earth-shattering conspiracy involving internal and external collaboration.

This was a goddamn slaughterhouse from start to finish!

And they were just the... pigs... driven into the slaughterhouse by a weasel, waiting to be butchered!

Under absolute suppression of strength and the threat of death, even the most unruly demons had to lower their arrogant heads.

And so, inside the array, the most ridiculous and shocking scene in Qingzhou's history unfolded.

Hundreds of heinous demons and evil cultivators, all bruised and swollen, with crying faces, obediently lined up in neat formations under the "kind and friendly" guidance of Huang Fugui.

Then, at Huang Fugui's command of "Salute."

Thump! Thump! Thump!

All the demons knelt down in unison towards the man who held a battle blade and looked calm and composed.

The spectacle was so magnificent and the momentum so grand that it was even more devout than worshiping a king.

"Very good."

Lin Feng nodded with satisfaction; he walked slowly to the front of the line, looking at these "experience packs" who had completely doubted their demon lives, and revealed a kind, amiable smile like a butcher looking at a full pen of fat pigs.

"Take a deep breath; I'm very fast, you won't feel dizzy."

After speaking, he moved.

Without the slightest hesitation, and without any unnecessary nonsense.

A streak of blood-red blade light, fast to the extreme and seemingly from the Nine Nether Hell, flashed through the crowd and vanished!

Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!

Dozens of fine demon heads in the first row, with expressions of disbelief and astonishment, flew into the sky.

This was a one-sided slaughter without any suspense.

Lin Feng's figure transformed into a whirlwind of death weaving through the formations.

His blade was simple, direct, and efficient.

Every swing inevitably took away an entire row of lives.

[Ding! Successfully killed the Tier 4 demon, Blazing Mad Lion!]

[critical hit multiplier increased to 420 times! Obtained 500,000 critical hit points!]

[Ding! Successfully killed the Danyuan Realm 9th Layer evil cultivator, Joyous Old Devil!]

[critical hit multiplier increased to 425 times! Obtained 100,000 critical hit points!]

[Ding! Successfully killed the Tier 3 Peak demon, One-Horned Big Water Buffalo!]

[critical hit multiplier increased to 430 times! Obtained 100,000 critical hit points!]

[Ding! Successfully killed...]

...

Outside the Demon Locking Array, the atmosphere was oppressive to the extreme.

The yellow demonic wind was like a heavy curtain, blocking all detection from inside and out, leaving only heartbreaking wails and the loud clashing of metal coming from within, each sound more tragic and more intense than the last.

"What... what exactly is he experiencing in there?"

Chu Mengxi clenched her jade hands, her usually cold and pretty face now filled with tension and worry.

The screams were too dense and too terrifying, making it impossible for her to imagine how one person with one blade could hold out against the siege of hundreds of violent demons.

"Damn it!"

Po Jun was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, punching the ground fiercely and blasting out a large pit, "This kid is a real man! I'm impressed! When he comes out, I'll treat him to the best wine!"

Red Lotus didn't speak, only her charming Phoenix eyes stared fixedly at the yellow fog, her nails already deeply embedded into her palms.

Only Commander Xiao Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, his face as gloomy as water; no one knew what he was thinking.

Time passed, second by second.

The wails inside the array, from their initial dense and violent state, gradually became sparse, and later, only sporadic whimpers remained.

Finally, when the last trace of sound disappeared.

The whole world fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone's heart was in their throat.

Is it over?

Did Lin Feng carve out a bloody path, or... has he...

...

In less than the time it takes to burn an incense stick, the entire Demon Locking Array returned to quiet.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of severed limbs and broken arms, and the foul-smelling blood formed streams.

Those hundreds of arrogant demon bosses had all been slaughtered by Lin Feng, one man, one blade!

Not a single living soul was left.

[Host: Lin Feng]

[Realm: Divine Sea Realm 3rd Layer]

[Cultivation Technique: Star Soul-Refining Art (Proficient)]

[Martial Skill: Blade of Myriad Phenomena (Beginner)]

[Movement Technique: Void Spirit-Roam Step (Beginner)]

[critical hit multiplier: 500 times]

[critical hit points: 4,257,350]

"Over four million critical hit points... Not bad."

Lin Feng looked at his attribute panel, which had surged significantly again, and sheathed his blade with satisfaction.

He didn't choose to allocate the points because now was not the time to level up.

He.

Had a next step in his plan...