This was the mouth of a long, narrow valley, which seed like a bottomless cave within.
To block the mouth of the valley was to block the entire canyon’s only exit.
Nearly a thousand experts from the Demon God Temple stood guard before the valley’s mouth, ready to catch a turtle in a jar. Anyone who charged out of the Demon Hunting Canyon would be annihilated by the combined might of a thousand people.
Each of these Demon God Temple experts was at least in the Human Extre Realm. Many had condensed over a dozen Spirit Veins and appeared exceptionally powerful, in no way inferior to Ye Qinghua.
Within their ranks, there were even a dozen auras powerful enough to look down upon Xuelian.
Atop the mountain peak, the young won’s expressions were grim.
Attacking a thousand people with just a handful of them seed like a terrible idea no matter how you looked at it.
If anyone other than Qin Feng had suggested it, the won would have already lost their composure.
On the peak, Xuelian turned to Qin Feng, her brows furrowed. "Qin Feng, are we really going to ambush them? Have you thought this through? There are a thousand experts blocking the valley mouth. A combined strike from them would leave even a master of the Sea of Reincarnation Realm without a complete corpse!"
Qin Feng’s gaze fell upon Xuelian. She exuded a cold aura. Xuelian had condensed a Top-grade Ice Attribute Star and cultivated only Ice River Spiritual Veins, following the path of a single attribute, which made her very powerful.
"Qin Feng, I think we should reconsider. There are so many experts from the Demon God Temple. The five of us are simply not enough!"
After speaking, Xuelian glanced discreetly at Shi Tong, whose True Power was sealed by Qin Feng. Her beautiful face was expressionless.
’Could Qin Feng have been bewitched by this woman?’
’This Qin Feng... it seems a few small victories have made him overly confident. That’s a team of a thousand geniuses, not so small fry!’
Xuelian sighed inwardly. ’Ambushing a thousand people with just five... only Qin Feng could co up with such a bizarre idea.’
’This isn’t an ambush; it’s a suicide mission!’
’He’s completely lost his mind!’
Ye Qinghua and Jiang Bing’Er exchanged a look, their eyes filled with apprehension.
The two won’s hearts pounded with fear. Just thinking of the hundreds of auras in the valley below—none weaker than their own—made their scalps tingle.
After a mont’s hesitation, Ye Qinghua said to the black-robed youth, "Junior Brother Qin Feng, I agree with Senior Sister Xuelian. There are nearly a thousand geniuses from the Demon God Temple in the Demon Hunting Valley below. Although you are very strong, two fists are no match for four hands. For the five of us to ambush a thousand of them... this..."
Ye Qinghua trailed off, but everyone present understood what she ant.
At the side, Shi Tong’s beautiful eyes swept over Qin Feng, a sneer on her lips.
’This Two-legged Sheep is truly a madman. Does he really think he’s strong enough to sweep through an army? There are nearly a thousand experts from the Holy Temple, the weakest of whom is in the Human Extre Realm. A thousand of them united would make even a Martial Arts Giant frown!’
’He actually wants to ambush a thousand people by himself. This man is beyond crazy!’
’Crazy? I don’t think so.’ Qin Feng’s eyes glinted as he took in everyone’s thoughts. His face remained impassive as he mused internally.
’The Ice-Sealed Gourd is a Treasure of Heaven and Earth grown from a Gourd Spiritual Root that’s thousands of years old. This gourd contains an imasurable amount of Ice Soul Essence Qi. Once it erupts, forget a thousand people—it wouldn’t be impossible to wipe out all the Demon God Temple experts in the entire Demon Hunting Valley!’
After a mont of silence, Qin Feng glanced at the three won and said, "I have my own plans for this."
With that, Qin Feng looked down at the foot of the mountain, a cold smirk on his lips. He glanced at the sky, then flashed to Shi Tong’s side, wrapped an arm around her waist, and shot straight down the mountain.
Xuelian, Ye Qinghua, and the others exchanged hesitant glances. A mont later, they gritted their teeth and chased after Qin Feng.
...
The Demon Hunting Canyon was gloomy and damp.
It resembled a Dragon Nest.
Walking through the passages, each one coiled like the body of a True Dragon. But the caves held a gloomy, bone-chilling cold that felt exceptionally sinister.
There were even tall mountains and peaks, stone hills, and bamboo forests within the caves, but everything here was black. Even the trees had a dark hue.
A procession of nearly two thousand experts from the Demon God Temple moved through the passages in a long column, led by the kings of the Twelve Strong Clans.
More than half of the Twelve Strong Clans had been mobilized this ti.
There was the prodigy Ancient Spirit from the Scorpio Royal Family; the peerless genius Mu Wu from the Cyan Wood Royal Family; the Young Palace Master You Ji from the Celestial Serpent Royal Family; the peerless genius, the Golden-winged Little Roc King, from the Golden Wing Royal Family; the Young Master Bai Yu from the White Tiger Royal Family; and the Mixed World Demon Ape, a royal from the Ape Race.
Led by six prodigies from the imperial races, their mighty procession was unstoppable.
Along the way, experts from the All Stars Academy who had tried to use the complex terrain to their advantage had left a trail of corpses, fleeing in a panic.
Just then, one of the experts walking at the very front suddenly flicked his gaze. His eyes were sharp, his face pale, and his golden hair draped over his shoulders. His pupils were gold, as brilliant as sunlight, and he had a tall, imposing figure.
He suddenly thrust out a hand. A beam of golden light shot out, and dozens of yards away, a giant boulder—and the young expert hiding behind it—was struck by the golden slash.
A flicker of indignation passed through the young expert’s eyes. A bloody hole appeared between his brows, gushing blood, and in the next mont, his body crashed to the ground.
The golden light had shattered his skull in a single blow, obliterating even his soul.
The golden light flashed, revealing an exceptionally handso youth standing before the dead expert. He was fifteen or sixteen years old, his eyes filled with wildness and cruelty. The aura around him was incredibly tyrannical, as oppressive as a mountain.
"These so-called experts from All Stars Academy are pathetically weak. I can crush them with one hand!"
The youth was incredibly arrogant, his golden pupils filled with untamable disdain.
"I really don’t understand why the Elders insisted on mobilizing all of the Twelve Clans’ experts at once. To deal with these Two-legged Sheep, my Golden Wing Race alone would have been enough!"
Seeing this, many experts from the Divine Temple exchanged silent glances, thinking to themselves.
’The Golden-winged Little Roc King is truly worthy of being one of the ten strongest of the younger generation in the Holy Temple! The bloodline of the Golden-Winged Roc King is truly terrifying!’
The White Tiger Royal Family’s Young Master, Bai Yu, chuckled lightly. "It’s fine, Golden-winged Little Roc King. This ti, let’s just treat these Two-legged Sheep as a ga. One needs to relax after cultivating, and don’t you think these Two-legged Sheep are the perfect things for us to relax with?"
"Look, we’ll slowly round them up, chase them, and finally herd them into a pen to be slaughtered. We’ll find them one by one, drain their blood, and extinguish their hope. Isn’t that fun?"
Bai Yu was utterly cruel. A savage glint flashed in the eyes of this White Tiger Royal Family expert, and an invisible killing intent sent a chill down the spine.
"Haha, just imagine those experts from All Stars Academy, forced to watch helplessly as their disciples are hunted down by us one by one, powerless to do anything. Don’t you think they’ll be in agony?"
"Being able to make those experts—people comparable to the Emperors of our own clans—feel pain, frustration, and rage... now that is an interesting affair!"
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