Ever since Shi Tong had told him about the dire situation facing the All Stars Academy teams, Qin Feng knew he had to do something.

Qin Feng’s original plan had been to find a safe place, wait for the experts from All Stars Academy to show up, and have them declare the competition over.

Then he would comfortably take first place and claim his reward.

But that plan was now clearly in ruins.

For some unknown reason, the experts from All Stars Academy and the Demon God Temple were locked in a stalemate.

Waiting for a rescue from All Stars Academy was likely impossible in the short term.

The most likely outcome was a dragnet search by the Demon God Temple, followed by them ganging up on him.

While Qin Feng was confident in his own strength, he knew he couldn’t possibly win against hundreds, or even thousands, of Demon God Temple experts in a battle of attrition.

As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands, and even the greatest hero fears being swarmed.

’Sigh, those people from the Top Ten Teams are a bunch of useless fools. They had so many people, yet they still let the Demon God Temple’s experts corner them all in the Demon Hunting Canyon, like rats in a ditch!’

As he grumbled internally, a look of helplessness spread across Qin Feng’s face.

’I really don’t want to save them at all. But if I don’t, once the Demon God Temple’s experts finish them all off, it’ll be our turn next—us stragglers!’

As he walked briskly through the forest, Qin Feng was still unaware that the Demon God Temple, afraid that stragglers like him might slip through the net, had already dispatched a dedicated search party.

’For my own survival, it seems I’ll have to go to the trouble of killing all these Demon God Temple brutes!’

A cold glint flickered in his eyes. Suddenly, up ahead, Ye Qinghua—who was scouting point—froze in place.

"This is bad! There’s a large group of Alien Race experts from the Demon God Temple up ahead! We have to retreat, quickly!"

A flicker of terror crossed her face as Ye Qinghua shouted a warning.

But by then, a warning was no longer necessary.

"This is the place! I sense the aura of Two-legged Sheep here!"

"They’re right ahead! Don’t let these rats escape!"

From a distance, a continuous series of long cries echoed through the air.

Following a few loud shouts, a succession of powerful auras shot toward them from the front like meteors. Qin Feng looked up to see more than a hundred experts from the Demon God Temple.

"Found them! Right here!"

"The prey is here!"

An incredibly oppressive aura filled the forest. Figures flickered between the trees as, one by one, sneering experts from the Demon God Temple appeared, forming an airtight encirclement.

There were well over a hundred of these Demon God Temple experts.

Their leader, a Wood Race expert who looked to be fifteen or sixteen, possessed an aura as powerful as Shi Tong’s. A sinister light gleamed in his eyes, and his gaze swept over Qin Feng’s group with cold cruelty.

When his gaze swept over Shi Tong, a peculiar look appeared in his eyes, followed by a flicker of lust that vanished as quickly as it came.

With jade-green eyebrows slanted like drawn swords and a taunting, cat-and-mouse glint in his eyes, Mu Heng spoke to the experts beside him. "Looks like our luck is good today. We’ve caught several little mice at once!"

All around, the Alien Race experts cackled sinisterly. They closed in, staring at Qin Feng’s group as if they were lambs to the slaughter.

Suddenly, Mu Heng let out a soft sigh. "Such a pity, such a pity!"

Qin Feng said, "A pity about what?"

"A pity that after fleeing for so long, you still can’t escape death!"

Mu Heng raised his head, his gaze instantly turning sharp.

Qin Feng suddenly laughed. "Who said we were running? We came here to kill brutes. Don’t get it twisted. Now that you’ve run into me, you’re the ones who should be afraid, not me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Feng’s figure flashed. He crossed dozens of yards in an instant and blasted out a Star River with a single palm, a strike as swift as a Thunderbolt.

RUMBLE!

The surging Star River erupted in front of Mu Heng.

The disdain on Mu Heng’s face froze instantly, replaced by a look of sheer terror. Facing the utterly majestic Star River, he felt like an ant. He couldn’t even summon his True Power, completely paralyzed.

"So strong..."

He only had time to spit out two words before Qin Feng’s Star River completely submerged him.

Mu Heng—the insufferably arrogant Wood Race genius who had led over a hundred men with such pomp and aggression—had only managed to utter two words before Qin Feng obliterated him in a single move.

Qin Feng had now cultivated Heavenly Dao Level True Power and fused it with the terrifyingly profound Martial Skill insights from his past life. Though he was only in the Human Extreme Realm—the first of the Five Realms of Meridian Condensation, which are the Human, Yellow, Xuan, Earth, and Celestial Extreme Realms—he could easily kill an expert in the Xuan Extreme Realm, to say nothing of one in the Yellow Extreme Realm.

The crowd of Demon God Temple experts stood completely dumbfounded.

Their genius leader had died without even being able to withstand a single blow from this member of the Human Race.

They stared wide-eyed, their gazes filled with utter disbelief.

"Good. Now it’s your turn!"

After killing Mu Heng in a single move, Qin Feng charged into the Demon God Temple experts like a whirlwind. He was a tiger let loose among sheep, and he began his slaughter.

Qin Feng’s Martial Skill had already reached the Peak of Perfection. Combined with the memories from his past life, his power was simply on another level.

While the Demon God Temple experts were formidable foes for ordinary geniuses, in Qin Feng’s hands they were nothing but ants. He took them down one by one with a single palm strike each.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Figure after figure was sent flying by Qin Feng’s violent attacks. Even as they died, the poor experts from the Demon God Temple couldn’t comprehend how such a terrifying being could exist in this trial.

A little over two hundred breaths later, a bloody mist filled the forest. Dressed in his Black Robe, Qin Feng reappeared before Xuelian and the others like a phantom.

Xuelian, Ye Qinghua, and Shi Tong stared blankly at the corpse-strewn forest.

The three women were utterly shocked.

They were all dead, just like that!

He had single-handedly slaughtered over a hundred experts from the Demon God Temple, leaving no one alive!

So incredibly powerful!

After Qin Feng had defeated Shi Wushuang, the three women had tried their best to overestimate his strength. Yet now, they realized they had still gravely underestimated how terrifying the young man in the Black Robe truly was.

’Even if Lin Fei, Jin Ruyi, and the others were here, I’m afraid they wouldn’t be able to suppress him!’

A chill ran down Xuelian’s spine. She felt a surge of relief that she hadn’t challenged him back at Gourd Valley.

If she had, given that bastard’s personality, she certainly would have been humiliated.

Qin Feng strolled through the woods, a Red Lotus appearing in his hand. Like an old farmer reaping his autumn harvest, he collected the Essence Blood from the hundred-plus Demon God Temple experts, one by one.

A Tenth-Grade Red Lotus materialized in Qin Feng’s hand. The sight of the dazzling, demonic, blood-red lotus made Xuelian feel dizzy.

’It’s actually a Tenth-Grade Red Lotus... How is that possible?’

Xuelian’s beautiful eyes widened.

She knew that after a White Lotus evolved into a Red Lotus, it could only be upgraded further through the mass slaughter of Barbaric Beasts or by killing a Tier Two Beast King.

For a Red Lotus to advance from First Grade to Tenth Grade, Qin Feng must have either killed more than a dozen Beast Kings or slaughtered tens of thousands of Barbaric Beasts.

Xuelian’s mind reeled. Either possibility was utterly terrifying.

After harvesting the Essence Blood from the Demon God Temple experts, Qin Feng walked over to the three women. He grabbed Shi Tong by her slim waist and, ignoring her displeased struggles, said, "Let’s go. We’re heading to the Demon Hunting Canyon!"

His figure flashed, and he shot forward, carrying Shi Tong with him.

The three women nodded subconsciously, the shock still reeling in their minds. They followed after him involuntarily.

Zhang Xuan, his expression as indifferent as an emotionless puppet, followed as well.

「Two days later.」

The five of them appeared on a mountain peak. Looking down, they saw a long, narrow valley.

"So this is the Demon Hunting Rift Valley!"

He narrowed his eyes, looking down. The valley’s terrain sloped from high to low. At the entrance, hundreds, if not thousands, of Demon God Temple experts were stationed, patrolling and sealing off the canyon’s only exit.

The sight of the densely packed army of Demon God Temple experts made their scalps tingle with dread.

’So many people... I’m afraid I can’t beat them all by myself!’

Gazing at the sea of people that was the Demon God Temple’s army, Qin Feng frowned. Then, his eyes suddenly lit up. With a flick of his wrist, a small, pristine white Ice Crystal gourd appeared in his hand...