Flat A Sword Sweep

"Something still feels off!"

Yi Feng walked along the path.

This area was usually quiet, but one could still occasionally spot cultivators flying by.

But now, not only were there no cultivators, but even ordinary birds were nowhere to be seen.

However, apart from that, nothing else seemed unusual to him.

To be safe, he released all his animals.

After all, animals tend to have sharper instincts.

If there were any anomalies, they would likely sense it.

But Manman still looked half-dead, the toad continued to roll its eyes, the dog walked sluggishly, and the centipede on its head had already fallen asleep.

Nai Ji remained as dopey as ever, and only the ghost fire seemed somewhat excited.

Overall, nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

"Phew!"

Yi Feng let out a sigh of relief, dismissed his concerns, and continued toward the teleportation array.

"Roar!"

At that moment, a roar echoed, and a figure shrouded in black mist, with a ferocious expression, lunged at Yi Feng.

"What the hell is that?"

Yi Feng was startled. In the nick of time, he drew a longsword and slashed at the figure.

"Ah!"

A sharp scream followed.

The black mist dissipated, and the figure was sliced in two.

Yi Feng examined the corpse on the ground.

The body resembled a human but had no flesh or blood—it was just skin and bones. Its limbs were twisted, making it look more like a crawling creature.

Yi Feng immediately realized this was a demonic creature.

"So, this is the legendary demonic creature?"

Yi Feng crouched down, propped his chin on his hand, and poked the corpse with a stick, deep in thought.

No wonder the area seemed so eerily quiet.

It turned out that demonic creatures were lurking nearby.

But this so-called demonic creature didn’t seem all that strong.

Wait, no…

To ordinary people, it would probably be quite formidable. It’s just that, to me, it’s pitifully weak.

After all, I’m a True Immortal at the 31st level.

Yi Feng nodded, satisfied with his conclusion, and stood up.

As he did, he noticed that his experience points had increased significantly.

"Oh?"

"Killing demonic creatures gives me so much experience!"

Yi Feng’s eyes lit up, as if he had stumbled upon a treasure trove.

He couldn’t help but hope to encounter more demonic creatures.

However, as he continued walking, aside from this one, he found no others.

Feeling his growling stomach, Yi Feng decided to return to Dark Shadow Island first.

At the teleportation array outside Dark Shadow Island.

Jiang Zhi, along with Li Hongzhang and others, had been stationed here. Ever since the black mist began to spread, the entire teleportation entrance had been engulfed by it.

To their astonishment, while the surrounding areas were completely shrouded in the black mist, making it impossible to see even a hand in front of their faces, the area within a hundred feet of the teleportation entrance remained untouched, as if protected by an invisible barrier.

This made them marvel at Yi Feng’s power. The teleportation array he had casually set up was even capable of repelling the extraterrestrial black mist.

Nevertheless, they remained vigilant, guarding the entrance day after day.

This teleportation entrance was located in the heart of the black mist-infested wasteland, where demonic creatures roamed freely.

Although the invisible barrier could block the black mist, it couldn’t stop the demonic creatures from slipping through.

Over the past few days, many demonic creatures had attacked them.

Just then, a disturbance came from the pitch-black mist in the distance, growing closer and closer.

Jiang Zhi tensed up.

Behind her, Li Hongtian and Huang Qingtian clenched their fists and gripped their weapons tightly.

As they waited nervously, a figure emerged from the black mist—a young man in a white robe, accompanied by various animals.

"Is that…?"

"Sir?"

Jiang Zhi and the others were both shocked and overjoyed.

They never expected that the person emerging from the black mist would be Yi Feng. They couldn’t help but marvel at his cultivation level, which had clearly reached a pinnacle.

He could traverse the black mist freely, completely unaffected by its corrosive influence.

It was worth noting that this extraterrestrial black mist was like a clinging poison. Once it touched you, it was nearly impossible to remove, and it would slowly erode your mind, turning you into a demonic creature.

"We pay our respects to you, sir!"

Jiang Zhi and the others bowed respectfully.

"You’ve all worked hard."

Yi Feng greeted them with a smile and then stepped into the teleportation array.

Upon entering Dark Shadow Island, Yi Feng was stunned by the sight before him.

The once barren and desolate land had transformed into a small town.

Neatly constructed houses lined the streets, with a main thoroughfare bustling with people. Vendors had set up stalls, filling the air with a lively, market-like atmosphere.

Not far away, a large square had been built, where a group of elderly women were dancing.

Beyond the square, near the Black Sea, a small harbor had been established, with fishing boats heading out daily.

The beach had also become a popular spot for relaxation. People lounged lazily on the sand, dipping their feet into the sea, letting the black fish nibble at the dead skin—a unique and relaxing experience.

However, the fishing team was currently in a heated argument with Lu DaSheng.

The issue was that Lu DaSheng’s waste management department had been dumping waste into the Black Sea, and many were accusing him of polluting the environment.

Lu DaSheng, who was not particularly eloquent, was red-faced and struggling to defend himself.

"This is wonderful!"

Yi Feng felt a deep sense of warmth as he took in the scene.

Unlike the treacherous world outside, this place was truly a paradise.

As he walked down the street, Yi Feng greeted the townsfolk warmly.

His return didn’t seem to surprise or shock anyone.

When he got back, he lay down in his courtyard.

And he slept for three days straight.

After waking up, Yi Feng got to work.

Determined to eradicate the demonic creatures, he picked up his most finely crafted sword and left Dark Shadow Island once more.

After leaving the teleportation array, he wandered aimlessly, searching for demonic creatures to slay.

At first, he only found a few stray ones.

But when he entered a valley, he discovered hordes of demonic creatures lurking there.

Weak.

Too weak.

Yi Feng shook his head. At first, he was cautious, but when he realized that a single swing of his sword could take down a large group, he let loose.

There were no flashy skills or earth-shaking movements—just simple, repeated strikes from Yi Feng’s sword.

In his mind, his experience points kept rising, and Yi Feng became a killing machine.

He entered a repetitive mode.

Swing.

Swing.

It was as if he were on autopilot.

When the corpses at his feet piled up into a small mountain, Yi Feng moved to a new location.

And again…

Swing, swing…