"Boom!"

Amidst the deafening roar, a scorching blast wave spread out in an arc, causing many people to feel as if they had been dealt a heavy blow, spewing blood from their mouths as their bodies were knocked backward.

Like an earthquake, the ground cracked, earth and stones flew, shooting up into the sky. Some of the debris even pierced through bodies, with blood splattering while sharp, shrill screams filled the air.

Dazzling purple light flickered as a chorus of electric flashes and thunder resounded. Purple arcs of electricity snaked their way through the crowd like thunder serpents, tearing flesh and charring bodies inside and out, causing stiffness and slowing movement.

What terrified the Abnormal People even more was the wisps of semi-transparent white flames clinging to their bodies. These flames, though cold, seemed to scorch their souls, causing splitting headaches and unbearable pain.

In the face of such agony, concentration was impossible, and Soul Power couldn't be freely manipulated. Coupled with the paralysis from the lightning, many didn't even have time to react before feeling a throat-slashing pain. As blood sprayed, their vision darkened, and their lives were claimed by a crimson dagger.

"What a thrill!"

Yu Qiao's eyes glowed with a hint of sickly excitement.

The night was the Ghostly Serpent's hunting time. At this moment, Yu Qiao was like a ghost, seamlessly blending into the darkness, moving effortlessly as if in its element. Only during an attack would the Crimson Dagger in his hand appear, and with its appearance, a life was taken.

A sudden explosion attack and the powerful shockwave left many in a state of brief dizziness. Some were rendered immobile due to the rampaging lightning.

Those lucky enough to escape the lightning found themselves tainted by the Demon Flame, unable to deploy their Soul Skills, left at Yu Qiao's mercy.

In just under three seconds, Yu Qiao reaped ten lives, ultimately repelled by a Defensive Soul Skill, he melted back into the darkness. Yet, he didn't halt his steps; accompanied by the red dagger's emergence, like the scythe of death, he continued claiming lives of those still stunned and paralyzed.

Rumble.

Following the enormous blast, the world seemed to fall silent, but in the next second, the sound of thunder erupted again, this time from the pitch-black sky.

As shouts from the Alien Race arose and before the explosions could even occur, Lin Feng's team of five was already speeding over. En route, Yang Ningbing's right hand gently raised a Magic Staff.

Almost simultaneous with the vanishing explosion noise, dark clouds amassed in mid-air, and bolts of lightning descended like thunder pythons, striking down once-mobile individuals, causing them to tremble and once more become paralyzed, as Yu Qiao slit their throats with a dagger.

As former teammates, despite their differences, Yu Qiao and Yang Ningbing coordinated seamlessly.

Meanwhile, amidst the swirling dust, a figure with six arms, akin to a Celestial Demon, charged into the crowd. Wielding all six arms, Zhan Tianyu, invincible in close combat, instantly slaughtered three individuals, showcasing true prowess.

"Die now~"

By then, some from the Alien Race snapped out of their dizziness, two rushing towards Zhan Tianyu, but their bodies suddenly froze, as if obstructed. Alarmed, they glanced downward.

Unbeknownst to them, strands were already stretched out before them, connecting to the trees on either side.

In the darkness, even with Spiritual Power enhancing their vision, these delicate strands were hard to spot if unnoticed.

When they attempted to retreat, horror struck as they realized they couldn't move; with no escape, Spider Silk also lay behind them. Before they could even release a Soul Skill, with a whistling sound, swords appeared before their eyes, piercing their bodies and heads.

As Yu Qiao attacked, Huang Tianze was already outside the crowd, Demon Possession enabling him to continually spray Spider Silk in his hands, weaving a web-like structure, enclosing many and restricting their movements.

He didn't directly attack the enemies, even if they were close enough to kill easily. His task was to protect his teammates and create obstacles for the enemies.

Meanwhile, Yu Qiao, Yun Kai, and Zhan Tianyu were responsible for reaping lives. Each had their respective roles, collaborating with great precision.

This wave of attacks lasted less than a minute, yet it claimed thirty Alien Race lives, leaving shattered corpses scattered on the ground.

Everything happened too abruptly!

Jolted awake from sleep, many hadn't even processed what was happening.

Amid the explosion, many couldn't manage a Demon Possession before the blast's shockwave left them dizzy.

Lin Feng's sudden appearance incited instinctive attacks, amplifying the explosive power of Bubble several times. The five at the explosion's core were blasted apart, their remains scattered grotesquely, a macabre and bloody scene.

The air was thick with the pungent odors of blood and burning, overwhelmingly acrid, akin to a terrestrial Fiery Prison.

"Ah!"

Tian Qing's furious roar made him bloodshot at the sight before him, yet he had to hold back, clenching his teeth.

Because behind him, a stiffened, pale-faced young girl needed his protection.

It was Huang Ying!

During the explosion, he instinctively shielded Huang Ying, but she was still injured.

He could disregard the lives of others, but not Huang Ying.

The one Huang Ying refined is the Six-tailed Fox. As a precious Dream Master, her role in the battle is something he cannot ignore.

This battle requires Huang Ying's assistance.

While Tian Qing guarded Huang Ying, he was intensely focused on the massive crater ahead, six or seven meters in diameter, where a giant-like figure stood silently.

At this moment, Lin Feng had already entered his Demon Transformation state. With two Cultivation Techniques in operation, his giant form was covered in wounds. The originally dark cyan Dragon Scales covering his entire body had mostly fallen off, nearly half gone, leaving numerous bloody wounds, with a third appearing charred.

This earth-shattering explosion was Lin Feng's masterpiece. To maximize its power, he had gathered Bubbles together, and as the Caster, positioned himself at the explosion's very center, receiving the most damage. If he hadn't transformed into a giant beforehand, relying on the powerful body granted by his Cultivation Technique, he would have died without a trace.

But even so, Lin Feng was still severely injured at this moment.

Tian Qing glared at Lin Feng with a murderous intent, wishing to devour his flesh and gnaw his bones.

In his Demon Transformation state, the whites of his eyes had disappeared, leaving only pitch black, making him appear somewhat terrifying. Three blood-red streaks resembling scars appeared on both sides of his face. His body swelled massively, seemingly tearing apart, covered by a black horny layer. Muscles like pythons spread across his entire form as he transformed into a giant four times the height of a regular person. A pair of spiral black horns appeared on both sides of his forehead, while massive wings like Profound Iron suddenly burst from his back, flapping and bringing a sinister dark aura.

Having transformed into a demon, Tian Qing managed to timely enter his Demon Transformation during the explosion and, although he was unable to release any Soul Skills, he did not suffer major injuries. He instinctively defended the moment Lin Feng appeared.

Despite his quick reaction, he never expected Lin Feng and his team to launch an attack at midnight.

Nor did he expect Lin Feng to silently appear alone among the crowd and carry out a kamikaze-like explosion attack.

One explosion caused over half of their numbers to be killed or injured. The rest were also harmed to varying degrees, unable to exert their full combat strength. Among them, Xue Ying, who could rank in the top five in terms of strength, also died; a large hole appeared where his heart should be, seemingly pierced by a stone, in extremely bad luck.

Although Lin Feng's body appeared battered and bloodied, he seemingly still had the ability to fight, while the rest of his teammates remained unscathed.

"I've recovered."

As her body was no longer stiff and regained the ability to move, Huang Ying entered the Demon Transformation state. Her eyebrows elongated, her chin sharpened, and a pair of jewel-like red eyes were soul-hypnotizing. Six bushy tails swayed as she spoke to Tian Qing in front of her, her voice dripping with seductive allure, enough to stir the deepest desires in people.

By this time, aside from Huang Ying, many of the alien races had also recovered. Aside from the five individuals who perished entirely at the explosion's center, three were seriously injured, but the others had actually not suffered much damage.

If not for the paralyzing Thunder and the excruciating pain from the Demon Flame acting together, Lin Feng, who was trapped, would have been overwhelmed long ago.

But precisely because of the short, merely tens of seconds-long numbness and aches, Yu Qiao could easily reap lives.

"He absorbed the Demon Flame!"

Huang Ying glanced around, her tone serious as she reminded them.

Even now, some people were still in lingering pain, their faces pale and expressions contorted, unable to recover quickly.

Being a genius representative of the Five Great Forces, she was well aware of the inherent skill of Hai Wei's Demon Spirit. It's a high-level Diamond Soul Skill: a semi-transparent white flame that can burn the soul, causing unbearable pain.

Fighting Hai Wei, if one was careless enough to get hit, aside from the intense pain, it would also cause their Soul Power to disrupt, making it impossible to invoke or use Soul Skills. This was a very troublesome and feared Soul Skill.

She never expected Lin Feng to absorb the Demon Flame!

Where did he find such a precious Nether Dragon Demon Spirit and manage to absorb it successfully!

"He also cultivated the "Fish Dragon Transformation," just like Hai Wei!"

Huang Ying spoke with a slight hint of shock. Lin Feng's appearance was very similar to Hai Wei's, depicting the form when the Cultivation Techniques were in operation, and seemed to reach the Fifth Transformation.

How is that possible?

Could this be Lin Feng's trump card to dare to face Hai Wei alone?

Could the Demon Flame be Lin Feng's fifth Soul Skill?

At this point, Huang Ying seemed to understand why Hai Wei was so interested in Lin Feng; they both cultivated the same Cultivation Technique and possessed the same Soul Skill.

"I'll support you," Huang Ying said, her red eyes locked on Lin Feng, emitting a faint glow.

"You are doomed!"

Tian Qing's voice was extremely cold, filled with murderous intent. He crouched slightly, the earth and stones splashing as the air whistled violently. Like an arrow released from a bowstring, he charged explosively toward Lin Feng. On the way, his wings flapped, granting him even more speed. In a flash, he appeared before Lin Feng, swinging his massive fists directly at Lin Feng's head. Even before actually reaching him, the terrifying energy already caused the air to ripple and even distort.

Looking into Tian Qing's ice-cold, bone-chilling black eyes, Lin Feng's body trembled slightly. It wasn't fear; rather, his injuries were indeed severe. Facing Tian Qing's terrifying attack, Lin Feng did not dodge because suddenly, a figure emerged in front of him.

A two-meter-tall figure covered in thorns.

It was Ye Qiu!

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