20demayo Chapter 2018 Slaying Demons Like Mowing Grass
Chapter 2018 Slaying Demons Like Mowing Grass
Chapter 2018 Slaying Demons Like Mowing Grass
In the depths of a desolate and lifeless canyon in the Demon Lotus Realm.
Inside the killing arena, crimson light surged like a tide, illuminating the surrounding jagged rocks like blood-stained fangs. The air was thick with the lingering demonic energy and heavy stench of blood from the previous group of demonic cultivators who had perished, and the destructive energy aftershocks still reverberated within the arena, emitting a low, mournful wail.
Chen Fei stood still in the center of the array, his green robe remaining perfectly still amidst the turbulent energy flow.
He had just put the primordial lotus seeds and pure demonic energy left behind by the previous batch of six demonic cultivators into his sleeve, and a scorching pulse came from the dark gold killing mark on the back of his hand.
"Buzz!"
In the void ahead, seven violent spatial ripples exploded simultaneously, and the power of the rules, like an invisible noose, dragged in new demonic cultivators from every corner of the Demon Lotus Realm.
Amidst the distorted light and shadow, seven figures exuding demonic energy staggered out, revealing themselves to be seven late-stage fifteenth-level demonic cultivators.
"Form the Seven Fiends Demon-Slaying Formation, quickly!" An old demon with a withered face and eyes pulsating with ghostly green soul fire shrieked sharply after seeing Chen Fei's appearance, his voice piercing the blood-red void.
The other six demons suppressed their fear of Chen Fei, their figures flashing like lightning, and instantly took their positions according to the mysterious trajectory.
The seven individuals unleashed their demonic energy, which intertwined and entangled, forming a dark red demonic aura shield that enveloped them in the blink of an eye. Above the shield, seven ferocious demonic figures appeared and disappeared, emitting silent roars.
The Seven Fiends Demon-Slaying Formation is a basic combined attack formation within Black Fiend City. Seven people work together, combining offense and defense, and its power is enough to withstand the limits of ordinary fifteenth-level opponents, or even turn the tables and kill them.
This was the only straw they could grasp at in their desperate situation, a lifeline for survival.
Chen Fei did not stop these demonic cultivators from forming an array; he simply enveloped them completely with the linked array.
The Yin-Yang Collapse Force Field suddenly contracted, crushing the Seven Fiend Demon Shield like an invisible millstone. Countless Immortal Slaughtering Sword Qi condensed into a long silver river that stretched across the void, rushing away with bone-chilling killing intent.
Furthermore, the Earth Vein God-Slaying Spear pierced through the earth, and the illusory image of the Celestial Immortal-Slaying Star began to condense.
"Stop!" The withered old demon's eyes were bloodshot as he frantically burned his demonic energy to maintain the array's core.
The other six demons, knowing they were facing a life-or-death situation, roared and pushed their power to the limit. The dark red demonic shield shone brightly, and seven demonic shadows solidified as if alive, swinging their claws to meet the barrage of attacks.
"Boom boom boom!"
The earth-shattering explosions continued incessantly. The Seven Fiends Demon-Slaying Array was indeed extraordinary. With the desperate efforts of seven late-stage fifteenth-level demon cultivators, it managed to withstand the first wave of the chain array's violent attack.
However, it only held out for less than a few breaths.
“Crack…Crack…”
A subtle yet clear cracking sound came from the thickest part of the magic shield, and spiderweb-like cracks spread rapidly.
The next instant, the entire Seven Fiends Demon Slaying Formation shattered like glass struck by a heavy hammer. The seven demons that made up the formation were struck by lightning, spitting out mouthfuls of demonic blood, staggering backward, and their auras instantly weakened.
At the very instant the formation shattered, countless Immortal-Slaying Stars, their surfaces ablaze with illusory star flames, materialized out of thin air in the sky.
They formed a continuous mass, like a meteor shower falling during the apocalypse, carrying the overwhelming power to crush everything and destroy stars, crashing down upon the seven terrified demon cultivators below who had lost the protection of the formation.
The shadows instantly swallowed everything.
"No!"
"I don't want to die!"
The seven demons looked up at the destructive star that filled their entire field of vision, their last glimmer of light swallowed by endless despair. They let out all sorts of incomprehensible roars, wails, and pleas for mercy, but it was all in vain.
"Boom boom boom boom!"
As the stars fell to earth, the destructive shockwave swept in all directions, causing the entire killing arena to tremble violently, as if it might collapse at any moment.
In just three breaths, the light from the explosion dissipated, and the destructive roar gradually subsided.
In the arena, no trace of the seven demonic cultivators could be felt anymore. The traces of their existence, along with their souls, had been completely obliterated by the earth-shattering impact of the star.
When the body dies, the Dao vanishes; both form and spirit perish!
Thirty-six primordial lotus seeds and seven clusters of pure demonic energy condensed in the void and flew toward Chen Fei.
"Zheng!"
Just as Chen Fei rolled up his sleeves to collect his spoils, an even clearer and more resounding Daoist voice echoed throughout the entire Demon Lotus Realm.
At the highest point of the sky, the once softly glowing phantom of the vast star suddenly burst forth with dazzling light, the light rippling outwards like waves, forming an incredibly clear and enormous ripple on the sky.
Forty kills!
Having only recently recovered to thirty kills, he's already at forty. Such terrifying killing efficiency is not only due to Chen Fei's own overwhelming combat power compared to others of the same level, but also largely thanks to the Killing Mark.
There's no need to expend energy searching for demonic cultivators in the vast Demon Lotus Realm, and no need to worry about them turning around and fleeing when things go wrong.
The killing mark ignored distance and forcibly dragged the late-stage fifteenth-level demonic cultivator into this killing space.
There is nowhere to escape here.
The speed of this killing was beyond description; it was a suffocating crushing force.
Chen Fei's face remained completely calm, as if the killing of the seven demonic cultivators who had formed an array was as simple as brushing dust off his sleeves. He didn't even pause to savor the glory brought by the vast and radiant sky.
The moment the battle ended, he raised his left hand again, and the dark gold killing mark on the back of his hand flashed with bloody light.
In the void ahead, even more violent spatial ripples spread out, and amidst the distortion of light and shadow, eight blurry demonic figures began to rapidly solidify from the ethereal.
With the increase in the number of kills, the number of demonic cultivators forcibly summoned this time has reached eight.
Outside the training ground, Le Boyang and Zheng Hongtao, who were keeping a distance, still had expressions of shock on their faces.
A demonic cultivator at the late stage of the fifteenth rank would be a top-tier expert capable of ruling a region and becoming an ancestor in any fifteenth-rank plane, such as the Xuan Yu Realm before.
But now, in this killing arena, in front of Chen Fei, they are like fish on a chopping board, unable to change their fate except for desperate screams and futile struggles.
Quantity? In the face of absolute power, it seems to be just a pale and powerless number.
Sky Arena.
The thunderous collisions continued unabated, but the sudden, earth-shattering Daoist voice and the dazzling ripples blooming in the sky still clearly reached the ears of Fu Yinglan and Lian Guanlin, who were engaged in fierce combat, and caught their eye.
The two fighters' movements almost simultaneously faltered by a barely perceptible pause.
"Forty kills? How could it be so fast!" Lian Guanlin's pupils contracted sharply.
He clearly remembered that Chen Fei had just recovered to thirty kills not long ago, so how could he have broken through the forty-kill mark in the blink of an eye? This speed... that killing mark must contain some mystery that he didn't know.
Fu Yinglan was also shocked, but then a surge of joy welled up in her heart.
"Hahaha, good, good lad!" Fu Yinglan burst into laughter amidst the fierce battle, his laughter filled with satisfaction and excitement.
"Buzz!"
Before the laughter subsided, the clear light around Fu Yinglan, which had been slightly dimmed, suddenly shone brightly again, and within this light was a trace of resolute blood red.
He directly ignited a portion of his original power, which he had cultivated diligently for many years, and a powerful aura far exceeding that before erupted from his body.
The defensive light barrier, which had been teetering on the brink of collapse under Lian Guanlin's relentless attack, instantly became incredibly solid, even forcing Lian Guanlin back half a step.
Chen Fei's efficiency in eliminating demonic cultivators, thanks to his killing marks, far exceeded his most optimistic estimates. The longer he could hold Lian Guanlin back, the heavier the losses for the demonic cultivators would be.
The overall situation is tilting towards the cultivators at an alarming rate.
Therefore, even if it means burning one's very essence and suffering a great loss of vitality, it is worth it.
"You are crazy!"
Lian Guanlin's face was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water. He naturally sensed the change in Fu Yinglan's aura; the other party was determined to defend to the death at all costs.
Lian Guanlin was struggling internally. Fu Yinglan's strength would surge in a short period of time by burning his own essence. If he wanted to defeat her quickly, it seemed that the only way was to burn his own essence as well.
But... what will be the consequences?
Within this Demon Lotus Realm, resources are scarce and the rules are oppressive; once the source is damaged, it is almost impossible to recover.
Even if he ultimately wins and obtains the Killing Mark, with his strength greatly diminished, how can he efficiently hunt down cultivators at the peak of the fifteenth rank or above?
This is completely different from Chen Fei, who was at the late stage of the fifteenth level. That kid relied on that strange and powerful linked array, and the loss of his cultivation level had a relatively small impact on his combat power.
All of Lian Guanlin's power comes from his own painstaking cultivation of his origin. If his origin is damaged, his combat power will inevitably decline sharply.
"Boom boom boom!"
After Fu Yinglan burned her source energy, her offensive indeed became more ferocious, and she temporarily managed to fight Lian Guanlin to a standstill. However, this state was destined not to last.
Fourteen breaths passed in the blink of an eye, and the rosy complexion on Fu Yinglan's face gradually faded, replaced by a paleness of exhaustion.
The primal flames burning around him began to flicker, and his aura rapidly receded like a tide.
Burning one's source of power is like drinking poison to quench thirst; after reaching its peak in an instant, the power will inevitably decline unless it continues to burn until the last drop of its source is exhausted.
Lian Guanlin astutely seized this slight setback, launching an even more ferocious attack that once again suppressed Fu Yinglan, and his advantage was even more pronounced than before.
"Wow!"
At that very moment, another strange change occurred in the sky.
Less than fifteen breaths had passed since the last time the Great Dao rippled through the sky, and now another, even more dazzling and far-reaching ripple spread out with a roar.
Fifty kills!
Chen Fei's kill count actually broke through the fifty mark in a short period of time, catching up with Lian Guanlin's previous achievement of fifty kills.
Lian Guanlin was shocked, his attack momentarily halted. Even with the Killing Mark, this cleanup efficiency was outrageous. How did that kid manage to do that?
"Hahahaha, ok, ok!"
Fu Yinglan coughed up a mouthful of blood, but a bright smile bloomed on her face.
Chen Fei's kill count is still skyrocketing.
"Lian Guanlin, did you see that?"
Fu Yinglan laughed loudly, ignoring the blood spilling from the corner of her mouth. Her voice was hoarse but filled with pleasure, "The tide has turned! Your demonic cultivators are doomed!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Yinglan recklessly activated the little remaining source energy he had left. The blood color in the clear light became even more intense, and he actually burned a portion of his source energy for the second time.
He was completely desperate. Chen Fei's efficiency far exceeded his expectations. He just needed to hold on a little longer, just a little longer. As long as he could drag the battle out until Chen Fei wiped out most of the demonic cultivators' core forces, the cultivators would surely win!
"Shut up!"
Lian Guanlin roared and his attack intensified, but a barely perceptible hint of anxiety flashed deep in his eyes.
Fu Yinglan was right. At this rate, it probably wouldn't be long before Chen Fei slaughtered the core of the demonic cultivators.
Even if he obtains the Mark of Slaughter, he will be unable to withstand the numerical advantage of the cultivators alone.
"We can't delay any longer!" A crazy thought sprouted in Lian Guanlin's mind, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.
"Wow!"
However, before Lian Guanlin could make up his mind, ripples appeared again in the sky.
Sixteen breaths have passed since the last time Hao Ran Ying Kong appeared.
At this time, Chen Fei's kill count reached sixty!
This number of kills struck Lian Guanlin's heart hard, as did the hearts of all the demonic cultivators who were watching the celestial phenomena.
Chen Fei's kill count has surpassed sixty, officially exceeding Lian Guanlin's previous record of fifty kills.
Lian Guanlin's facial muscles were twitching. He achieved ten kills on average every ten breaths. What does that mean? It means that Chen Fei killed late-stage 15th-level demonic cultivators as easily as mowing grass!
"roll!"
Finally, spurred by Chen Fei's kill count surpassing sixty, driven by Fu Yinglan's relentless delaying tactics, and fueled by the fear of the Demon Lotus Realm's potential complete collapse, Lian Guanlin roared like a wild beast and made a decision.
"boom!"
A dark red demonic flame, far more violent and terrifying than Fu Yinglan's, surged into the sky from Lian Guanlin's body.
He ultimately chose to burn a portion of his origin, and although it was only a portion, with the profound foundation of his Heavenly Origin Dao Foundation, the power that erupted in that instant was enough to crush Fu Yinglan, who was already at her limit.
The raging demonic flames illuminated Lian Guanlin, making him appear like a demon god crawling out of the deepest hell. His aura surged wildly, instantly surpassing his previous limits. The demonic weapon in his hand emitted a shrill hum, carrying world-destroying power, and crashed down towards Fu Yinglan.
Fu Yinglan sensed the terrifying change in Lian Guanlin's aura, and his expression changed, but there was no frustration in his eyes, instead, a hint of relief flashed across them. He had already exceeded expectations in forcing Lian Guanlin to burn his own essence.
"Well done!"
Fu Yinglan let out a long roar, pouring all his remaining power, along with the brief burst of energy gained from burning his origin a second time, into his defense. A solid barrier of clear light appeared in front of him.
"boom!"
The demonic weapon struck the Qingguang Barrier, unleashing a deafening roar. The Qingguang Barrier trembled violently, its surface instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks. Fu Yinglan coughed up blood and was sent flying backward, her aura extremely weak, clearly indicating that she had suffered serious internal injuries.
Lian Guanlin, pressing his advantage relentlessly, flashed a shadowy figure, ready to pounce and deliver a fatal blow.
However, just as his demonic soldiers were about to fall again.
"I surrender!"
Fu Yinglan's weak yet clear voice resounded throughout the entire Sky Martial Arts Arena through the power of the rules.
The next moment, Fu Yinglan's figure became blurry and transparent, and then completely disappeared from the martial arts arena, teleported away by the rules.
"Om..."
In response to the rules, as Fu Yinglan conceded defeat, all his primordial lotus seeds condensed from the void, transforming into a stream of light that flew towards Lian Guanlin, the sole victor in the arena.
Lian Guanlin stood still, demonic weapon in hand, the demonic flames burning around him slowly subsiding. He had obtained the lotus seed and won the duel.
However, there was no joy on his face.
He won against Fu Yinglan, but felt he had lost even more.
Part of its essence was burned, resulting in a loss of strength.
And that kid named Chen Fei has already killed over sixty people, and the number is still increasing at a terrifying rate. The core strength of the demonic cultivators is being rapidly slaughtered…
Inside the Sky Arena, the aftershocks of energy had not yet completely subsided.
Lian Guanlin stood still, the dark red demonic flames burning around him slowly receding into his body, but the powerful and violent aura still reverberated in the air.
The cost of burning part of one's essence is causing a dull ache within the body; it's the emptiness of a damaged essence.
Lian Guanlin's eyes turned sinister, his scarlet pupils shifting towards the edge of the training ground, where two figures still stood.
They did not panic because of Fu Yinglan's surrender. On the contrary, their eyes were solemn and firm, clearly indicating that they had already prepared for a series of challenges.
A series of attacks... Lian Guanlin sneered inwardly.
If he were at his peak, why would he fear a few mere ants at the Earthly Origin Dao Foundation stage? But now, his origin is damaged, his strength is diminished, and more importantly, time is running out.
We must act swiftly and end this battle as soon as possible to obtain enough lotus seeds and activate our own killing mark.
"you……"
Lian Guanlin pointed his demonic halberd, his crimson gaze locking onto Wu Fanyu. His voice was as cold as the winds of the deepest hell, carrying a commanding tone, "Come up!"
At the edge of the training ground, Wu Fanyu's eyes were as calm as an ancient well. Facing Lian Guanlin's challenge and the overwhelming pressure of his demonic power, he showed no fear on his face. He simply stroked his long beard and did not respond immediately.
Time passed in a stifling silence. The power of the rules of the Sky Arena began to fluctuate slightly, a warning that the challenged party must respond within six breaths after the challenge is issued.
Lian Guanlin's patience was rapidly wearing thin, and the demonic energy around him surged more and more violently, as if he might suddenly launch an attack at any moment. He stared intently at Wu Fanyu, as if trying to pierce through him with his gaze.
Just as the sixth breath was about to end and the ripples of the rules were clearly visible, almost indicating that Wu Fanyu had been defeated without a fight, Wu Fanyu moved. He did not use any earth-shattering movement techniques, but simply took a step as usual, and in a flash, he stood firmly in the training ground, facing Lian Guanlin from afar.
His gray robes fluttered without wind, and a deep, steady aura, as solid and heavy as the earth, rose from his body. Although it was not as overwhelming as Lian Guanlin's demonic flames, it had its own kind of profound and majestic presence.
Wu Fanyu was well aware of the gap between himself and Lian Guanlin.
The difference between Heavenly Origin and Earthly Origin is qualitative, not to mention that Lian Guanlin is a top-tier existence with a notorious reputation among the fifteenth-level demonic cultivators in Black Fiend City.
His understanding of the rules and the depth of his demonic skills far surpass those of ordinary people of the same level.
At his peak, Lian Guanlin could kill Wu Fanyu with some effort, but it would be a foregone conclusion.
(End of this chapter)