In the deepest part of the Anca Demon Star's palace, the Thousand-faced Demon Patriarch with a hexahedron head sitting on the throne looked at Yang Feng who entered the hall and said with a smile: "My friend, Ge Luomeng, what brings you here?"
Yang Feng replied flatly: "Saiburn, I want to enter the Withered Battlefield."
"The Withered Battlefield!"
The pupils of the Thousand-faced Demon Patriarch constricted slightly, and he stared at Yang Feng with killing intent in his eyes.
Although the battlefield of the Eternal King is very dangerous for an Eternal King, but it is also a huge opportunity.
No matter how good a friend is, they will fall out in the face of such benefits.
The Thousand-faced Demon Patriarch has already given birth to killing intent towards Yang Feng.
Yang Feng uttered with a faint smile: "Don't get excited, my friend.
If I die, everyone in the Myriad Demons Holy Heaven will learn about the Withered Battlefield.
Besides, the Withered Battlefield isn't something that you or I can monopolize. "
The eyes of the Thousand-faced Demon Patriarch flickered, and then he finally laughed heroically: "Ha-ha!
Ge Luomeng, we are the best of friends.
Since you already know about the existence of the Withered Battlefield, let's explore it together! "
Yang Feng uttered: "I want to enter the Withered Battlefield now!"
"Okay!"
The Thousand-faced Demon Patriarch pondered for a while, and then responded decisively.
In the center of the Anca Demon Star, there is a vast grassland.
"Ge Luomeng, who are they?"
The Thousand-faced Demon Patriarch looked at Yin Sheng's group of three behind Yang Feng, and his gaze sank slightly, and he asked coldly.
Yang Feng uttered with a smile: "They are experts I recruited from Myriad Demons Holy Heaven. In order to prevent accidents that shouldn't happen, I sent them here.
Of course, as a price, I have to take them to the Withered Battlefield. "
The Thousand-faced Demon Patriarch's voice was ice-cold: "You don't believe me?"
Yang Feng responded with a faint smile: "Of course I believe you.
However, I always like to hold back. "
The Thousand-faced Demon Patriarch snorted coldly, then pointed at the void with a black scepter in his hand.
A black ray shot out from the scepter and entered the center of the grassland.
The verdant grassland suddenly distorted, and black aura gushed out. A distorted spatial rift emerged, and wisps of Eternal King rank aura permeated the air.
The leader of the Thousand-faced Demon Race said slowly, "This is the Withered Battlefield!
Ge Luomeng. The Withered Battlefield was where the four Eternal Kings fought.
This battlefield, with the power of the four Eternal Kings, was also filled with all sorts of dangers.
Once you enter, even an invincible Holy Lord-level powerhouse will fall. Are you sure you want to enter? "
Yang Feng responded with a faint smile: "Of course. In order to pursue power, we demons will do anything, even sacrifice our lives.
If I don't get lucky in this life, I won't be able to become an Eternal powerhouse. Even if I die, I'll go in and fight!! "
"Well said!
I'll take my leave first! "
The patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon Race smiled faintly and stepped into the spatial crack.
Yang Feng and them looked at each other, and then stepped into the spatial rift.
"Ge Luomeng, since you already know the secret of the Withered Battlefield, then go to hell!"
A cold voice sounded from the spatial rift, and a distorted spatial fluctuation enveloped Yang Feng's group of four in an attempt to teleport them to another space.
"Lowly thing!
You deserve to die! "
Yin Sheng's eyes flashed with anger, and he roared and waved his hand, and a black imperial jade seal appeared. True dragon qi suppressed the space and locked the spatial rift.
"Open!"
Feng Fankong's eyes flashed fiercely, and he waved his hand, and four pairs of Fenghuang wings appeared. With a flap of his wings, they tore through the sky, turned into a flame that enveloped Yang Feng's group of four, and flew towards the predetermined location along the spatial rift.
In front of an ancient and desolate altar in the Withered Battlefield, the eyes of the Patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon Race flickered with countless runes, and his face fell: "Where did Ge Luomeng find these people?
How come they are so powerful? "
"It seems that I can only destroy this altar!"
The eyes of the Patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon Race flickered, and he looked at the altar with hesitation in his eyes.
The altar is a spatial rift that runs through the Withered Battlefield and the Anca Demon Star.
Once the altar is destroyed, the Patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon Race will be trapped in the Withered Battlefield. Unless he can find a second spatial rift leading to the outside world, he will be trapped here for the rest of his life.
The Withered Battlefield is full of dangers. Even invincible Holy Lord rank powerhouses are in danger of dying here.
As an ordinary Eternal Lord, the Patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon Race is not unusual for him to die here.
A flame shone and flew out from the center of the altar.
Yang Feng's group of four appeared on an ancient and desolate battlefield.
"Ge Luomeng, I'm really sorry, I was impulsive just now!
How about we stop here?
I can compensate you with 1 billion level-7 Eternal Origin. "
The face of the Patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon Race flickered when he saw Yang Feng's group of four appear, and he uttered solemnly.
Eternal Origin is a treasure that can be condensed from countless resources, magic power, and Eternal Sovereign power.
It is a top resource that demon Eternal Sovereigns need to practice cultivation.
Eternal Origin is divided into grades. A 1st Firmament Eternal Demon can condense a level-1 Eternal Origin in a year.
1 billion level-7 Eternal Origin is equivalent to the Eternal Origin that a 7th Firmament Eternal Demon can condense in a billion years.
1 billion level-7 Eternal Origin is equivalent to the income of the Thousand-faced Demon Race guarded by an Eternal Lord for hundreds of thousands of years.
"I think it's better for you to die!"
Killing intent streaked past Yang Feng's eyes. Countless runes appeared on his body, and he teleported, appeared in front of the Patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon Race, and extended his hand towards the Patriarch.
"Heh-heh!"
"Ha-ha!"
"Die!"
"Live!"
"..."
Strange sounds came from the Patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon Race, and the six faces on his body flew out and turned into six slightly weaker Eternal Sovereigns, who spread their fingers and pressed towards Yang Feng.
Sadness, joy, pain, despair, love, hunger, and other desires condensed into demonic light and shot towards Yang Feng.
"Mirror Reversal!"
Yang Feng's face flickered, his eyes shimmered with a dignified shade, and a God Armor of Twilight enveloped him.
The God Armor of Twilight distorted and changed into a flawless magic mirror.
When the six demonic lights slammed into the magic mirror, they were refracted and weakened by more than 90%.
Sadness, joy, pain, despair, love, hunger, and thirst, six kinds of desires abruptly appeared on Yang Feng's body, frantically torturing him, making his actions slow for a moment.
Six Faces Clone, this is the strongest offensive secret method the Patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon Race has mastered.
Within a day, he can transform into six slightly weaker Eternal Lords. With the six of them joining forces, apart from Holy Lord rank Eternal Lords, there aren't many people who are his opponents.
The six avatars are the true bodies of the Patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon Race. Only by killing all six of his avatars can he be truly killed!
"Die!
Phoenix Burning the Heavens! "
A cold look in his eyes, countless fire runes flickered, and Feng Fankong turned into a fearsome Fenghuang shrouded in flames that can burn a universe. The Fenghuang extended a claw and grabbed towards one of the bodies of the Patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon Race.
The Patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon Race had no choice but to separate one of his bodies to fight the fearsome Fenghuang.
"Heavenly Spirit Seal!"
Yin Sheng's eyes turned cold. With a wave of his hand, nine rhombus-shaped crystals flew out and turned into rays of sealing light. They sliced through the void and formed a void battlefield, sealing Yin Sheng and the patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon Race within the battlefield.
"True Monarch Holy Method!"
Countless rays of light shone, and the projection of the True Monarch Holy Method appeared and sent a claw barreling towards the Patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon Race.
With Feng Fankong and the other two powerhouses restraining the three avatars of the Patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon Race, three of the six disturbing demonic lights were eliminated.
"Patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon Race, your strength really exceeded my expectations!
Unfortunately, no matter how strong you are, you are destined to die here! "
Yang Feng's eyes shimmered coldly, and he took a step, crossed the void, appeared in front of the Patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon Race, and smashed the defenses of the Patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon Race with a claw.
A devour black hole appeared and devoured the remains of the Patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon Race.
"You're not Ge Luomeng!
The essence of devour!
You're Yang Feng, the Young Master of the Azure Temple! "
The eyes of the remaining two Patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon Race flashed with fear and despair, and they issued miserable screams. Their figures fluttered, and they turned into two rays of light that fled into the distance.
During the ceremony to promote to the Young Master rank, Yang Feng killed three Eternal Tyrant rank despair slaves of the Temple of Despair's god children one after another. Seeing that the situation was anything but reassuring, the Patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon Race chose to flee.
"If you were at your peak, even I wouldn't be able to stop you if you wanted to escape.
But you only have two avatars, yet you want to escape from me!
You're looking down on me too much! "
Yang Feng smiled coldly, and a river of time emerged and disappeared into it.
In an instant, Yang Feng appeared in front of a clone of the Patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon Race, pierced the clone with a claw, and a devour black hole suddenly appeared and devoured the clone.
At this moment, the Patriarch of the Thousand-faced Demon Race took advantage of this opportunity to flee into the vast universe.