Chapter 90: Demon Squad

After discovering the strange phenomenon, Hu Feng became even more cautious; the closer he got to the Temple of Terror, the more alert he became.

Deep in the Chaos Burial Valley was a desolate small plain, where a massive black palace stood. Black mist permeated the air, emitting wisps of cold Dark Mist. From a distance, the entire palace appeared and disappeared within the thick fog. A cold wind blew, bringing faint roars that sounded like intense fighting or the angry howls of a wounded beast. The War Puppets, having no emotional fluctuations, continued forward with expressionless faces, but the Tree Demon Stanley and the Djinn Cindy instinctively sensed a strong danger and involuntarily slowed down in hesitation.

“Lord, the situation seems wrong!”

Cindy had a grave look on her face; after leading many Djinns to wander the Underground World for so many years, she had developed strong instincts.

Usually, large groups of guards wandered outside a creature’s lair; this was basic common sense. A large number of power ful Dark Knights wandered inside the Chaos Burial Valley, so if there were so many guards on the periphery, there was no reason for there to be so few around the Temple of Terror. It was quiet, deathly silent, with boundless danger hidden in the darkness. Sure enough, not far along, they found another group of Dark Knight corpses, scattered all over, totaling at least a hundred.

To instantly kill a hundred fearless Twelfth Step Dark Knights, how strong of an attack would that take?

Hu Feng’s heart shook; looking at the battlefield where there were almost no signs of a struggle, he sucked in a breath of cold air.

With his current strength, killing a hundred Dark Knights was not impossible, but to kill them easily without blowing away dust was not that simple. It seemed that someone had indeed entered this gloomy valley before him, and their strength was extraordinary. It was very likely a powerful Holy Step Stronger!

“Lord, something is indeed off here. How about we send a few War Puppets in to scout the situation first?” The Tree Demon Stanley also became nervous and erected tough tree roots one by one.

“No, the Temple of Terror hasn’t been obtained yet. The more abnormal the situation, the more we cannot delay at this time. If we are half a step late, perhaps we will get nothing!” After pondering for a moment, Hu Feng made a prompt decision and said, “Little Demon, you lead two War Puppets to scout the way ahead. You must be fast and go directly to the Central Great Hall where the Horror Knight Commander is located. Remember, you must hide your tracks!”

Closing his eyes, Hu Feng faintly sensed some strange images; this was a special ability he gradually gained after the Cultivation of the Great Mystery Technique.

Relying on his intuition, he understood that the mysterious person who arrived a step earlier had likely barged directly into the Central Great Hall of the Temple of Terror and started fighting with the Horror Knight Commander who commanded the many Dark Knights. If he was faster, perhaps he could lurk in the darkness and fish in troubled waters; if he was slower, perhaps not even dregs would remain, and all the treasures in the Temple of Terror would be snatched away.

“Uh… me again?” The Tree Demon Stanley had a bitter look on his face and helplessly took two puppets to scout the way ahead. “I’m so pitiful, I’m the most pitiful! Heavens, why is it me every time? I’m the most pitiful…”

“This Little Demon, shouting so loudly, I’m afraid he’ll alert the people inside before he even gets in!”

Looking at the Tree Demon Stanley pretending to be pitiful, the Djinn Cindy shook her head helplessly and said worriedly, “Lord, the enemy this time is not simple. Letting Stanley sneak in like this, could it be…”

“It’s fine, Little Demon is born to be bait; he won’t die.”

Hu Feng smiled and waited until the Tree Demon’s figure disappeared into the distance before he started to act. Just in case, he left a full hundred War Puppets outside to respond and took the remaining few dozen puppets slowly toward the Temple of Terror. Every short distance, he set up an unnoticeable Quicksand Magic Array.

Phantom Quicksand: one step into it and moving became difficult, or one would even get lost in the suddenly appearing phantom world. To a true Stronger, this was not considered a high-level Magic Array, but as long as it could delay time a little at a critical moment, that was enough.

After sensing the strong danger, Hu Feng cautiously made preparations for the worst.

The majestic Temple of Terror gave off a strong pressure and oppressive feeling. On both sides of the passage, cold Knight statues could be seen from time to time. Holding sharp Knight longswords and riding tall Ghost Warhorses, they looked down from above, lifelike. Under the shroud of Dark Mist, they looked almost exactly like real Dark Knights, extremely creepy.

Just like outside, inside the Temple, every short distance lay the corpses of Dark Knights. Basically, every time, they were about one thousand three hundred meters apart, with a deviation of no more than three meters. The more corpses he encountered, the heavier Hu Feng’s heart sank, knowing he had met a strong opponent.

The Temple of Terror was massive, with large and small passages crisscrossing. Relying on his massive Divine Sense, Hu Feng led everyone to avoid the large groups of guards on patrol. When they encountered single or small squads of Dark Knights, they crushed and killed them without hesitation and moved forward quickly. The closer they got to the Central Great Hall, the stronger the feeling of danger became.

Roar…

After crossing a Side Hall engraved with reliefs, a low roar suddenly came from ahead, accompanied by a few familiar angry howls. A cold wind blew, bringing wisps of familiar Wood-element Magic Power fluctuations, mixed with a faint smell of blood.

“Not good, Tree Demon Kingdom, it’s Little Demon!”

Hu Feng’s expression changed; sensing that Little Demon was in unprecedented danger ahead, he opened his massive Dark Wings with a ‘whoosh’ and disappeared instantly with a light flap. “Cindy, you take command and lead the Puppet Squad up quickly.”

No one knew Little Demon’s combat power better than his master, Hu Feng; catching a trace of Wood-element Magic Power fluctuation, he knew he had already used the Tree Demon Kingdom, his specialty. As a Fourteenth Step creature, the Tree Demon Stanley would absolutely not easily use this talent Innate Divine Ability that consumed a lot of Magic Power unless it was a critical moment.

The smell of blood coming from the air instantly made Hu Feng nervous.

Whoosh…

Almost instantly, Hu Feng used the Great Teleportation Technique to appear beside the injured Little Demon. At his feet lay the corpses of two War Puppets. Before he could carefully observe the situation, a huge dark red scythe slashed down at his head with boundless strength, bringing up an ear-piercing sonic boom. Heavy, domineering, and scorching, it was as if he were in a burning volcano crater.

“Fourteenth Step Great Demon?”

Looking at the more than ten-meter-tall Great Demon pouncing over with Killing Intent, Hu Feng looked surprised and finally understood why he had felt a trace of familiarity earlier. The four Great Demons besieging the Tree Demon each held a massive Death God Scythe, and the aura inside their bodies was somewhat similar to the aura of the Demon Lord in the Demon Horn back then!