234: Chapter 234 Those arrogant and ignorant alien races, today we'll use you to establish our authority!

Gray-black demonic energy, like an inverted turbid sea, pressed down from the edge of the firmament to the sea level, dyeing half the sky in a deathly, gloomy hue. A foul-smelling sea breeze, carrying ear-piercing hisses, rushed in from the ocean. Countless twisted figures loomed in and out of the demonic energy, and every breath was accompanied by the erosion of intense evil energy.

Above the sea, eighteen massive dark shadows descended slowly from the demonic energy, the demonic energy swirling around them so thick it was almost tangible. Each one of them was a Spirit Grade Heavenly Sovereign, and each emitted a nauseating stench of blood.

Leading them was a burly middle-aged man. On his right cheek was a dark red demonic mark extending from his cheekbone to his jaw. His left arm was severed at the shoulder, replaced by a giant scimitar forged from demonic bone. His name was Xue Ge, the Deputy Commander of the Evil Race's Southern Region Scout Regiment. He had been killing on the South Sea defense line for over a hundred years, and no fewer than ten human Heavenly Sovereigns had died under his blade. He raised the bone blade on his severed arm, the tip pointing from afar at the mysterious black-clad figure standing with hands behind his back on the deserted island. His voice was cold and hard as iron: "An Immortal Grade Heavenly Supreme? State your name. This general does not kill nameless ghosts under his blade."

Beside Xue Ge, a curvaceous woman was sizing up Hun Feng with eyes of ghostly green evil flames. Her features were gorgeous yet dangerous—the corners of her eyes slightly upturned, ghostly green evil flames dancing deep within her pupils, her nose bridge high and straight, and her lips a deep, dark purple. A cascade of dark red hair draped over her shoulders, the tips hanging to her waist, swaying gently with the surging demonic energy. She wore a set of extremely tight-fitting dark purple soft armor, outlining her full and dangerous curves. Large patches of dark purple skin on her waist and shoulders were exposed, and a demonic mark winding from the back of her neck to the small of her back flickered gently with her breathing.

Her name was Xue Wei, known in the Evil Race for her speed and assassination skills. At this moment, her gaze was glued to Hun Feng's face, sweeping slowly from head to toe, the evil flames in her eyes dancing with unusual intensity—not the look of a predator eyeing prey, but of someone looking at an object that moved her heart. She had lived for thousands of years and killed countless human experts; never had any man made her look twice. But this Immortal Grade Heavenly Supreme before her was different. That face was cold and exquisite, and his posture on the deserted island was as composed as if he were strolling in his own backyard. The faint, blood-colored flame surrounding him made the demonic energy within her instinctively restless.

She licked her dark purple lips and tilted her head to say to Xue Ge, her voice low and raspy, with an undisguised sense of possessiveness: "Xue Ge, I want this man. Don't ruin his face—I want to take him back, cripple his cultivation, and keep him in my tent. He is so handsome; it would be a pity to kill him."

Beside Xue Wei, a burly man covered in dark purple bone armor let out a dull laugh. His name was Zhan Gu, his arms as thick as water buckets, every finger tipped with curved bone claws. He gestured with his chin toward behind Hun Feng: "Xue Wei, you certainly know how to pick. But those women behind him aren't bad either—that Nine-Colored Sky Swallowing Python bloodline, I can smell it even from this far away."

Xue Wei cast him a sidelong glance, her tone cold: "You like those, I like this one. To each their own, just don't touch mine." Zhan Gu chuckled and said no more, but his evil-flame eyes kept scanning back and forth between Medusa and Yao Yao.

In the Evil Race's formation, there was also a gaunt old man, his back hunched and hands tucked into his sleeves, looking as if he could be blown over by the wind at any moment. Yet, the demonic energy swirling around him was even denser than Xue Ge's. His name was Ku Zhou, who had lived for thousands of years, and his curse techniques were known to everyone in the Evil Race's Southern Region. He did not participate in the conversation between Xue Wei and Zhan Gu, only staring at Hun Feng with those murky, evil-flame eyes, a faint, cold sneer appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Stop the chatter. Let's finish this and head back early. I feel like something isn't right, but I can't put my finger on it. The spiritual energy in this sea area is too thin; staying here too long makes me feel uneasy." Xue Ge raised his severed arm, and the Evil Race runes on the bone blade began to circulate slowly.

Hun Feng stood with his hands behind his back on the highest point of the deserted island, his mysterious black robes flapping loudly in the sea breeze. He looked at the eighteen foreign races before him who were unscrupulously discussing how to divide him and his wives, his expression as calm as if he were looking at a herd of livestock waiting to be slaughtered. The Heaven-Slaying Flame ignited silently in his palm, and the purification power contained within the blood-colored flame instantly burned the surrounding demonic energy into nothingness. He spoke, his voice not loud, but it clearly spread across the entire sea area: "You arrogant foreign races! Today, I shall use you to establish my might!"

Before the words faded, the Heaven-Slaying Flame transformed in his palm into a blood-red war spear. The origin halo of the nine-colored exotic fire circulated on the spear shaft, and wherever the spear tip passed, even space was scorched with extremely fine cracks. Xiao Fan leaped out from the Heaven-Slaying Flame, turning into a streak of blood-colored light that coiled around the spear, emitting a very light, excited hum.

Xue Ge's pupils constricted slightly, and he roared: "Kill!" He was the first to swing the bone blade. The Evil Race runes on the blade lit up simultaneously, carrying a terrifying power sufficient to split a continental shelf, as he slashed down at Hun Feng's head. Before the blade wind arrived, the sea surface had already been pressed into a huge depression, the seawater rolling away to both sides, revealing the charred reefs on the seabed.

At the same moment, Xue Wei's figure vanished from where she stood. When she reappeared, she was already behind Hun Feng. Her slender fingers reached out silently, the evil flames at her fingertips condensing into five extremely thin threads that twisted toward the back of Hun Feng's neck. Her voice drifted from behind Hun Feng's ear, carrying a hint of lazy teasing and a hint of earnest persuasion: "I have killed many human geniuses, but you are the first one I don't want to kill. Don't struggle; come back with me—I guarantee you will have a better life in the Evil Race than in this broken sea area. For a man like you, it is too much of a pity to die here." As she spoke, the threads at her fingertips were already touching Hun Feng's skin, and the chill of the evil flames seeped through his collar into the back of his neck.

Hun Feng didn't even turn his head. His right hand used the slaying heaven war spear to parry Xue Ge's bone blade, while his left hand backhanded a grip in the void. Void Split · Dimensional Slash bloomed silently behind him, severing Xue Wei's five threads at the root. He sidestepped the short blade that followed closely from Xue Wei, his gaze sweeping over her face, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "You are much more pleasing to the eye than that armless one. Why don't you abandon darkness for light, come follow me, and just be my concubine? What can the Evil Race give you? With me, at least you won't have to smell this stench every day."

Xue Wei was stunned for a moment upon hearing this. She had lived for thousands of years and had been killing humans in the South Sea for over a hundred years; it had always been her teasing the prey. This was the first time a prey had turned the tables to tease her. She immediately let out a low, seductive laugh, the evil flames in her long, narrow phoenix eyes dancing even more intensely. Her tongue lightly licked her dark purple lower lip, and there was no anger in her eyes, only a more intense interest: "Interesting. You are more interesting than I thought. Just for that sentence—I will leave you with a breath later and take you back to raise slowly." As she spoke, the short blade in her hand drew an even sharper arc, aiming straight for Hun Feng's throat, the speed of her attack several times faster than before.

"That depends on whether you have the ability." Hun Feng backhanded a spear strike to force back Xue Wei, then turned his body to meet the bone claws that Zhan Gu was smashing down from the front. Zhan Gu roared, both claws coming out together, each step he took in the void causing the space to crack like a spider web: "Xue Wei, this brat's mouth is quite tough! Once I tear his bones apart, let's see if he's still so stubborn!"

Ku Zhou did not participate in the siege, standing at the edge of the battle circle with his hands tucked into his sleeves, chanting. Streams of faint curse power, like invisible leeches, spread toward Hun Feng. The remaining Evil Race Heavenly Sovereigns launched attacks from all directions simultaneously—demonic energy chains coiled in from several directions at once, bone spikes ambushed from behind, and evil flames poured down from above.

Hun Feng swept his war spear with his right hand, the nine-colored exotic fire exploding into a halo of light at the spear tip. His left hand's five fingers clenched repeatedly in the void, the Law of Space folding and deflecting several chains simultaneously, while the Law of Time captured the attack trajectories of several evil flames in advance. He wove through the siege of the eighteen people like a ghost. The slaying heaven war spear collided with Xue Ge's bone blade, sending sparks flying across the sky, and scraped against Xue Wei's short blade with a piercing metallic screech, parrying Zhan Gu's bone claws one by one. His movements seemed composed, but the siege of eighteen Spirit Grade Heavenly Sovereigns was, after all, no child's play—Xue Wei's threads nearly entangled his ankles several times, and Xue Ge's bone blade grazed his shoulder several times, slicing several gashes into his mysterious black robes.

After being forced back by Hun Feng once again, the interest in Xue Wei's eyes grew even more intense. She spun the short blade on her fingertips and licked her lips: "You are more than a grade stronger than that Sword Domain elder from before. I really don't want to kill you now—come back to the Evil Race with me, I can plead with the Commander to spare your life."

"Come back to the Spirit Hall with me, and I can guarantee you a good position." Hun Feng mimicked her tone, the smile at the corner of his mouth deepening. Xue Wei laughed aloud, the evil flames in her phoenix eyes flickering exceptionally brightly. She did not speak again but answered Hun Feng's teasing with an even fiercer offensive.

After several direct clashes, Xue Ge's brow furrowed deeper and deeper. Every time his bone blade collided with that blood-colored slaying heaven war spear, the Evil Race runes on the blade would flicker violently, as if they had encountered a natural nemesis. What unsettled him even more was that this human's combat rhythm had never been disrupted by them—a siege by eighteen Spirit Grade Heavenly Sovereigns, yet any other Immortal Grade Heavenly Supreme would not have been able to hold out so calmly.

"This human's flames happen to suppress the origin of our Demonic Qi. Don't fight him one-on-one; drag him into the Demonic Array!" Xue Ge roared. The seventeen Evil Race Heavenly Sovereigns formed seals simultaneously, and the Demonic Qi wove together in the void to form a massive, pitch-black formation. Countless chains shot out from the eye of the array, sealing the space around Hun Feng airtight.

Hun Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. He had roughly figured out the combat styles of these eighteen people—Xue Ge attacked head-on, Xue Wei ambushed from the flanks, Zhan Gu fought in close quarters, and Ku Zhou cast curses from a distance. Their coordination was indeed tacit, no wonder they had been able to harass the South Sea defense line for over a hundred years without being defeated. However, that was as far as it went.

He clenched his left hand's five fingers in the void, activating the Space Lock: Boundary Cage. Eighteen spatial barriers appeared simultaneously behind the eighteen Evil Race Heavenly Sovereigns, completely locking off their retreat. Space Compression: Inch of Heaven's End repeatedly folded the space of that Demonic Array, causing the chains that were supposed to lock him down firmly to become twisted and chaotic. Space Rending: Dimensional Slash struck out simultaneously from dozens of spatial rifts inside the Demonic Array, severing all the chains at their roots. Space Shifting: Universe Displacement instantly swapped the positions of Xue Wei and Zhan Gu—Xue Wei's short blade, originally aimed at Hun Feng, turned to stab at Zhan Gu, while Zhan Gu's bone claws simultaneously swiped at Xue Wei. The two were forced to pull back their attacks at the last moment, looking at each other in astonishment.

"What kind of method is this!!" For the first time, shock appeared in Xue Wei's enchanting phoenix eyes. She had lived for thousands of years and had never seen anyone capable of counterattacking so calmly under the siege of eighteen Spirit Grade Heavenly Sovereigns, nor had she ever seen such a method capable of folding space and freezing time at will. She stared at Hun Feng, her usually composed phoenix eyes roiling with disbelief, mixed with a hint of awe she hadn't even noticed herself.

Hun Feng did not answer. Time Stop: Instant Eternity froze Ku Zhou's curses in mid-air; those invisible curse threads remained motionless like frozen water weeds. Immediately following, Time Trap: Infinite Reincarnation was activated, dragging Zhan Gu and several surrounding Evil Race Heavenly Sovereigns into an independent time-space, where they despairingly repeated the same actions, forever unable to escape. Time Division: Myriad Selves Manifestation was triggered, and dozens of Hun Fengs appeared simultaneously across the battlefield, each holding a slaying heaven war spear, and each exuding a genuine Immortal Grade aura. The Evil Race Heavenly Sovereigns were separated into dozens of independent time cages and spatial labyrinths, unable to support each other and unable to escape.

Xue Wei was flanked by two Hun Fengs, her slender limbs finding no leverage in the space, and her deep purple soft armor was torn open by the spear tips. She panted heavily, her enchanting phoenix eyes roiling with fear and disbelief, along with a hint of an extremely complex emotion she couldn't even define—the man she had taken a fancy to was crushing her companions using methods she had never seen before. This feeling of being completely crushed terrified her, yet it also made her heart race. She looked up at the dark-clad figure in mid-air, suddenly feeling how ridiculous her previous teasing had been. He was not the prey; he was the hunter.

Hun Feng's main body hovered in mid-air, the slaying heaven war spear pointing down at those Evil Race Heavenly Sovereigns struggling in the time and space cages. He looked down at Xue Wei, the corners of his mouth still wearing that half-smiling expression: "You said earlier you wanted to take me back to the Evil Race. Now, though! — It's better if you obediently stay behind and come back with me!"

Xue Wei looked up at him, her enchanting phoenix eyes roiling with extremely complex emotions. She opened her mouth to say something, but Hun Feng's next move was already primed and ready.

Above the sea, a palm-sized, nine-colored fire lotus slowly bloomed in Hun Feng's palm. Xiao Fan transformed into a blood-colored stream of light and merged into the center of the fire lotus, emitting an extremely excited hum. Soul Rage Emperor Flame Lotus—with the Heaven-Slaying Flame as the core and the two Laws of Time and Space as wings, it was a final strike formed by fusing the origins of nine different strange fires with the power of the Laws. The sky above the battlefield was illuminated by nine-colored light, and even the Demonic Qi trembled violently under that destructive pressure. The fire lotus flew out silently; the Law of Time accelerated the explosion's shockwave dozens of times over, and the Law of Space precisely locked the explosion's range within the Evil Race formation. Seventeen Evil Race Heavenly Sovereigns were swallowed simultaneously, their screams consumed completely by the nine-colored light.

Only Xue Wei was separated by Hun Feng with a spatial barrier. She knelt in the void, watching helplessly as all her companions turned into charred corpses in the nine-colored light—Xue Ge's bone blade snapped into several pieces, Zhan Gu's bone armor shattered into powder, and Ku Zhou's hunched body curled into a ball of charcoal. Purple-black Demonic blood stained a large area of the sea a bizarre dark purple, and seventeen corpses floated on the surface, their eyes never closing even in death.

Xue Wei knelt in the void, panting violently; her deep purple soft armor was already soaked through with sweat, clinging tightly to her body. She looked up at Hun Feng, her enchanting phoenix eyes roiling with fear, shock, and a hint of complex emotion she couldn't even define. She had lived for thousands of years and had never imagined she would have a day like this—captured by a human, trampled underfoot by a man she had thought she could easily hunt and kill.

"Why didn't you kill me?" Her voice was hoarse, the choking sensation from being crushed by the time cage still lingering in her throat.

"I know too little about the Evil Race. Your troop deployments, cultivation systems, the origin of Demonic Qi, the distribution of combat power above the commander level—I need to know all of these." Hun Feng looked down at her, his tone as flat as if he were talking about the weather today. "You are lucky; I find you interesting. Come back to the Spirit Hall with me and tell me everything you know. As for how to deal with you later, it depends on your performance."

Xue Wei was silent for a long time, then slowly lowered her head, the evil flames in her phoenix eyes flickering slightly. She did not resist, nor did she beg for mercy; she only looked at the charred corpses on the sea with an extremely complex gaze, then said softly: "The intelligence was wrong; we still underestimated you! You are more terrifying than I imagined."

Meanwhile, on another battlefield, Medusa's Nine-Colored Sky Swallowing Python phantom had just crushed the last batch of Evil Race Earth Supremes. The skull on Yao Yao's bone whip was still dripping with Demonic blood. Hun Muxiao's blood abyss sword severed the head of the last Evil Race Supreme, and she backhanded the sword back into its sheath on her back. A thousand Evil Race scouts, completely wiped out. The Spirit Hall side suffered only seven losses.

The three sect masters of the Three Saints Sect had not made a move from start to finish. Li Zhantian stood frozen in place, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down several times before he squeezed a few words out through his teeth: "Immortal Grade Heavenly Supreme... one person killing seventeen peers, capturing one alive..." He did not continue. Liu Hongying's beautiful eyes were filled with disbelief; only after a moment did she speak in a low voice: "It's fortunate we didn't choose to make an enemy of him back then." Yin Jiuzhong's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and after a long silence, he gently exhaled a breath of turbid air: "This should count as the most correct decision we've ever made in our lives."

On the horizon, two streams of light approached at extreme speed. Two old men wearing the robes of Great Thousand Palace envoys landed on the deserted island, the Saint-Rank Heavenly Sovereign emblems on their chests glowing with a very faint luster amidst the residual Demonic Qi. One of them crouched down to examine a charred corpse, his fingertips touching the Demonic Qi meridians that had been scorched through by the Heaven-Slaying Flame; he remained silent for a long time before looking up at his companion: "Seventeen Spirit Grade Heavenly Sovereigns, all killed by him alone. And one more was captured alive by him." The other elder did not answer but fixed his gaze on Hun Feng, speaking in a hoarse voice: "Is this... the Spirit Hall?"

Hun Feng turned around, his dark black robes flapping in the wind, and nodded slightly to the two: "I am Hun Feng, Hall Master of the Soul Hall. Greetings to the two envoys." The two Great Thousand Palace elders looked at the blood-colored sea of fire that was still burning, then looked at the seventeen charred corpses on the sea surface and Xue Wei, who was being escorted by Hun Muxiao, and fell into a long silence. When did such a super faction appear in this Burning Heaven Mountain Range?