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"Send this demon king to hell!"

Chen Tie grinned savagely.

His thumb pressed down hard on the red detonator button.

"Beep—"

An extremely brief, piercing electronic sound echoed around the edge of the empty volcanic crater.

Immediately after.

The entire unnamed volcanic island seemed to have the mute button pressed on it for a split second.

And then.

"BOOM!!!"

A terrifying, indescribable explosion erupted from the deepest depths of the earth!

This was no ordinary bomb explosion.

This was a chain detonation triggered by a full ten tons of high-explosives placed on precisely calculated nodes within the natural magma channels!

The earth trembled and tore apart madly.

The black volcanic rock covering the surface of the mountain was blown into the air by the terrifying shockwave like fragile tofu dregs.

Bottomless fissures in the earth's crust spread rapidly across the surface of the island like a spider web.

"It erupted!"

Standing on the edge of the cliff, Zero looked at the data instantly maxing out on the screen, his voice turning shrill with extreme excitement.

"With this magnitude of crustal movement, even if a Golden Immortal came, they would be burned to ashes!"

Before his voice faded.

"BANG—!"

The magma lake at the bottom of the crater was like a thoroughly enraged ancient behemoth.

A dark red pillar of magma over a hundred meters in diameter, carrying all-destroying high temperatures and toxic sulfur gas, shot straight into the sky!

It blotted out the sky and covered the sun.

The entire sky was dyed a suffocating blood red.

The boiling magma poured down like a torrential rain, instantly submerging the mountain path Shen Fei had just walked on, melting all the flowers, trees, rocks, and soil along the way into a blinding river of magma.

And the incomplete Nine Nether Blazing Fire Array set up by Li Miaoyuan.

Also absorbed a massive amount of earth vein fire the moment the magma erupted, transforming into an extremely large flame barrier that completely sealed off all escape routes below the crater.

Explosion.

Toxic gas.

Array strangulation.

Coupled with nature's ultimate wrath—a volcanic eruption.

These five extremely deadly, interlocking death traps closed perfectly at this very moment.

The five people stood on the relatively safe high ground of the cliff.

Looking down from above at the sea of fire below that had already turned into an Asura hell.

The fierce wind, mixed with volcanic ash, battered their faces.

But everyone's eyes revealed the ultimate satisfaction of having their great revenge fulfilled.

"Is he dead?"

Chen Tie wiped the sweat from his face and stared at the churning magma below, asking with some uncertainty.

With this level of explosion and high temperature, let alone a body of flesh and blood.

Even an armored vehicle made of titanium alloy would turn into molten iron within seconds.

Fang Ziyuan pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and sneered.

"My Fatal Poison Powder, combined with such thick volcanic toxic gas. A Grandmaster wouldn't even last three seconds. The moment he walked in just now, he was already a dead man."

Pei Shaotian stabbed his half-broken Tang sword into the ground and let out a long breath of foul air.

"It's over."

"The Shen family... without Shen Fei, is just a flock of fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered."

Everyone believed Shen Fei was dead for sure.

Even Li Miaoyuan.

This cultivator, who had personally experienced the terror of the Heavenly Demon Body, now slightly narrowed his eyes.

He spread out his extremely weak Foundation Establishment spiritual sense, probing toward the sea of fire below.

Wanting to confirm if the demon who caused him sleepless nights was truly reduced to nothing, not even ashes.

But.

Just as his spiritual sense touched that churning river of magma.

Li Miaoyuan's expression suddenly changed drastically!

His bloodshot eyes widened abruptly, as if he had seen some extremely unbelievable and terrifying scene.

"No..."

Li Miaoyuan's voice began to tremble, even carrying a trace of undisguised despair.

"In the magma..."

"Something is moving!"

As soon as these words were spoken.

The four people next to him instantly felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

The smile on Chen Tie's face froze. He suddenly dropped to the edge of the cliff, staring fixedly at the blinding red light below.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Under that kind of high temperature, what could still move?!"

But the truth ruthlessly shattered their final illusions.

"Step."

"Step."

Extremely steady, slow footsteps that seemed to pierce through the deafening roar of the volcano.

Clearly rang out from that churning dark red river of magma.

One step.

Another step.

Under the terrified gazes of five pairs of eyes.

A tall, slender, and upright figure walked out extremely calmly from the waist-deep boiling magma.

Shen Fei.

The thin black shirt on his body surprisingly did not have a single scorch mark.

Even the leather shoes on his feet were completely intact.

That three-thousand-degree high temperature, enough to melt steel, the moment it touched the surface of his body.

Was ruthlessly isolated by an extremely profound, icy dark golden film.

The Heavenly Demon Body.

Immune to all conventional elemental damage.

And after advancing to the Half-step Golden Core stage and completely converting his martial arts true qi into Heavenly Demon spiritual energy, this immunity had reached an extremely terrifying magnitude.

Mere mortal volcanic magma didn't even have the qualifications to break through his surface spiritual energy defense.

Shen Fei walked ashore from the magma.

He raised his hand and extremely casually patted off a bit of volcanic ash that had fallen on his shoulder.

Then.

He looked up.

Those pitch-black, deeply profound eyes locked onto the five people on the cliff with extreme precision from hundreds of meters away.

"Is this the trap you prepared for two months?"

Shen Fei's voice was not loud.

But amidst this deafening volcanic eruption, it reached everyone's ears with extreme clarity.

Carrying a cold, mocking tone of superiority and omniscience.

"Trash banding together."

"Is still just trash."

As soon as his voice fell.

Shen Fei's knees bent ever so slightly.

"BOOM!"

The piece of hard obsidian that had just cooled beneath his feet instantly could not withstand that extremely terrifying explosive force and was blasted into powder!

Shen Fei's entire body turned into a streak of dark golden lightning.

Going directly against the sky full of pouring magma rain.

He launched himself off the ground toward the cliff hundreds of meters high!

"Stop him!!!"

Chen Tie let out an extremely shrill roar of anger.

He was completely panicked.

That oppressive feeling of walking out of hell made him, a soldier king who had once remained unflinching in a hail of bullets, feel a shudder from the very depths of his soul.

Without any hesitation.

Chen Tie pulled out two extremely special high-explosive grenades from his waist; this was his final trump card.

He aimed at the trajectory of Shen Fei soaring into the air and threw them down with extreme precision.

At the same time, the peak Grandmaster muscle power in his body fully erupted as he turned and tried to flee into the dense forest behind the cliff.

"BANG! BANG!"

The two high-explosive grenades were directly detonated in mid-air by the Heavenly Demon spiritual energy surrounding Shen Fei.

The violent shockwaves and shrapnel could not even slow Shen Fei's speed by a tenth of a second.

He smashed right through the flames of the explosion.

And landed on the edge of the cliff.

Landing right behind Chen Tie.

"Running?"

An extremely cold voice rang out in Chen Tie's ear.

Chen Tie didn't even have time to turn his head.

"Squelch!"

A slender, pale hand, yet like the scythe of the Grim Reaper.

Pierced through Chen Tie's back with absolute brutality.

Forcefully.

It punched right through his proud protective astral qi of a peak Grandmaster and his steel-like muscles.

And burst out from his chest!

Blood mixed with fragments of internal organs instantly gushed out, staining the black rocks on the cliff red.

Chen Tie's body suddenly stiffened.

He lowered his head, looking in utter disbelief at the dripping hand protruding from his chest.

"You..."

He tried to say something, but the massive amount of welling blood choked his windpipe.

Shen Fei withdrew his hand expressionlessly.

Chen Tie's massive frame collapsed heavily to the ground like a chopped log, twitched twice, and completely lost all signs of life.

S-Rank Child of Fortune, the Returning Soldier King.

Dead.

The entire process took less than two seconds.

The remaining four people were completely terrified by this scene.

"Devil... he is a monster!"

Fang Ziyuan's face was as pale as paper. With trembling hands, he pulled a dark green spray bottle from his pocket; this was his ultimate, top-secret poison.

He pressed the nozzle frantically.

An incredibly dense cloud of dark green toxic mist instantly enveloped Shen Fei's position.

"Breathe it in! As long as you breathe in just a little bit..." Fang Ziyuan muttered highly neurotically as he backed away.

Shen Fei stood in the poisonous mist.

He did not hold his breath, nor did he dodge.

He even took a deep breath with extreme casualness.

After the lethal poison, enough to kill a Grandmaster instantly, entered Shen Fei's lungs, his Heavenly Demon spiritual energy circulated with tyrannical dominance.

It was as if he had just eaten a weird-tasting jellybean.

The deadly poison was instantly broken down and devoured.

Shen Fei stepped out of the toxic mist.

"You know nothing about true power."

Shen Fei looked at the despairing Fang Ziyuan.

His left hand reached out casually and grabbed Fang Ziyuan by the head.

There were no flashy moves.

Shen Fei simply and brutally smashed Fang Ziyuan's head down onto an exceptionally sharp volcanic rock nearby!

"Bang!"

A teeth-aching sound of bones shattering.

Fang Ziyuan's scream came to an abrupt halt.

His body slumped limply to the ground. His gold-rimmed glasses had shattered into glass shards, piercing deeply into his twisted and deformed face.

A+ Rank Child of Fortune, the Peerless Divine Doctor.

Dead.

By this time, Zero had completely broken down.

The hacking skills he was so proud of were worse than a piece of scrap paper in the face of absolute violence.

In a sheer panic, he tried to draw a pistol from his waist.

But before he could even take off the safety.

Shen Fei's icy gaze had already swept over him.

Shen Fei didn't even have the interest to walk over.

He just casually turned his body sideways and violently raised his right leg.

An incredibly savage side kick.

"Boom!"

A visible dark gold wave of air, like a fired cannonball, struck Zero's chest with absolute precision.

Zero's frail body could not even let out a muffled groan.

He was directly blasted away by this terrifying wave of air, flying over the edge of the cliff like a kite with a broken string.

Plummeting straight into the churning, boiling magma lake below.

"Sizzle—"

Without even making a splash.

A-Rank Child of Fortune, the Super Hacker.

Dead.

Three minutes.

Four Children of Fortune, all considered peerless geniuses in their respective fields, under Shen Fei's incredibly pure, even somewhat tedious, overwhelming slaughter.

Completely wiped out.

This was no longer a battle; it was a suspense-free, one-sided cleanup.

Shen Fei stood at the edge of the cliff.

Surrounded by cooling magma and three utterly gruesome corpses.

He took a pristine white handkerchief from his pocket.

And meticulously wiped away Chen Tie's blood staining his left hand.

Then, he casually tossed the handkerchief off the cliff.

He turned his head.

Looking at Li Miaoyuan, who was still standing a dozen paces away, trembling all over and staring fixedly at him.

These four people were nothing more than appetizers and cannon fodder forcibly shoved to this cultivator by the Heavenly Dao.

Shen Fei knew this perfectly well.

The real main course of this hunt was only just beginning.

"The small fry have been cleaned up."

Shen Fei looked at Li Miaoyuan.

A highly dangerous, dark gleam flashed through his pitch-black eyes.

"Now."

"It's your turn."

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