The demons surrounding the divine city surged toward the rift in hell.

They were like birds startled by the mere twang of a bow.

In a panic, they didn't know which way to go.

That human was terrifying.

Six demon gods.

It was all done in the blink of an eye.

Extremely terrifying.

Chu Feng watched them escape without giving chase.

Instead, they turned their attention to the monsters surrounding the divine city.

A series of contracts were established to bind people.

The entire area of ​​monsters was purified.

Twenty million.

Fifty million.

One hundred million!

Five hundred million!

...

In just one day, they subdued more than two billion monsters.

The power of faith erupted.

The power of the idol continued to grow.

"Big brother, I really can't go on! If this continues, I'll really die!"

Wang Mang was exhausted.

The energy inside his eyeball has been almost completely drained, and he has reached a critical point.

Chu Feng also understood that he was already at his limit.

But the two of them worked together so perfectly.

It's very fast.

Once it stops, the speed slows down.

He would never agree to that.

"Mangzi, do you need to rest for a few days?"

"At least one month!"

"No, that's too long, one day at most."

Chu Feng couldn't possibly give him a month to recuperate.

"Father! You are my own father!" Wang Mang cried, but tears were not in his eyes.

He felt like he had entered a small, illegal brick kiln workshop.

Chu Feng was that ruthless boss who relentlessly exploited his labor.

"Actually... there's another way. If you're willing to share some of the monster's flesh and blood with me, it's not impossible!"

Wang Mang said in a low voice.

"So you're trying to negotiate with me, huh?!" Chu Feng's face darkened.

A sinister killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Brother, I'm not trying to negotiate!"

"If you want a donkey to pull a millstone, you at least have to feed it hay!"

"I don't ask for much, just one hundred million pieces of monster flesh and blood!"

Wang Mang was extremely nervous.

He desperately needs the flesh and blood of monsters to recover.

If this continues, he will be worked to death in a day at most.

Chu Feng narrowed his eyes, staring intently at Wang Mang's eyeballs.

A moment later, the killing intent dissipated, and Chu Feng returned to his amiable demeanor.

"You idiot, what are you saying!"

"It's just monster flesh and blood! I agree!"

"Ah?" Wang Mang was extremely excited upon hearing this.

He couldn't believe that Chu Feng had actually agreed.

"But 100 million is a bit too much, 10 million at most."

Chu Feng wasn't stupid; he was on guard against the other party at all times.

If Wang Mang were given enough flesh and blood, who knows what changes might occur.

This guy is working so hard now, all because of the immense pressure he's putting on him.

"Ten million it is!" Wang Mang's tone was full of disappointment.

But inside, he was overjoyed.

As long as he recovers some of his strength.

Those secret techniques can then be used.

Then, when Chu Feng isn't paying attention, we'll just run away.

He didn't want to be the other party's laborer anymore.

However, the monsters Chu Feng gave him were all D-rank and C-rank.

The highest grade is only B.

This filled Wang Mang with sorrow.

Unscrupulous merchants!

However, he did not find it offensive.

The eyeball transformed into a wisp of black smoke, continuously devouring the demons.

More and more monsters were devoured by Wang Mang.

His aura gradually intensified.

"Master, this guy is very strange!" Moon Goddess whispered a reminder from the side.

"Yes, I understand!" Chu Feng smiled and raised his eyebrows.

He understood what the moon goddess meant.

Along the way.

Chu Feng doesn't completely trust anyone.

Moreover, they are also loopholes in the system, just like themselves.

"You idiot, that's enough!" Chu Feng reminded him.

"Brother, I've only just eaten less than a million monsters!" Wang Mang said anxiously.

If only he could devour another two million monsters.

Then you can use spatial escape techniques.

Chu Feng abruptly stopped him.

Despite his reluctance, he had to stop.

"Time is of the essence. The powerful beings from the Cursed Hell could arrive at any moment. If we delay, things could change!" Chu Feng explained casually.

Their attitude was unusually perfunctory.

“Alright!” Wang Mang did not object.

The two resumed their hunt.

The five demon gods gradually awoke from their coma.

Under Chu Feng's cleansing.

They quickly switched sides.

Through Mara's narration.

Chu Feng gained a deeper understanding of the Cursed Hell.

...

Cursed Hell, Heavenly Demon Mountain.

Hundreds of demons knelt at the foot of the mountain, their faces filled with piety.

At the summit, a colossal throne of white bones stands.

A figure sat on it.

It was dressed in a purple-gold dragon robe and wore a crown.

His face was crisscrossed with scars.

An unparalleled aura emanated from his body.

Those knelt-down, Sequence Seven demons, each with intense fear in their eyes.

"waste!"

His voice was flat and devoid of any emotion.

As the sound faded away...

The entire horde of demons exploded instantly.

"Bang bang bang!"

The blood mist dissipated, turning into blood rain that filled the world.

The countless demons within a million-mile radius were terrified.

That one got angry.

A single thought from a fifth-order demon lord is enough to cause rivers of blood to flow and mountains of corpses to pile up.

No one dared to provoke its wrath.

"Humans are food we raise!"

"You guys are so scared of food, you've really embarrassed me."

The figure of the Bone Throne slowly rose, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes.

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