As the formation swirled and the aura of darkness gathered, the shooting swords gained an inexplicable slippery feel, as if they had transformed into flying tentacles, each one aimed at Lin Feng.

"You damned demon!"

"You're the one who killed my family! You're the one who brought those monsters here!"

"You're the one who brought those evil people back to life! I'll kill you!"

The disciples maintaining the sword formation began to shout angrily, and Lin Feng slowed his pace. He saw Yu Yiyao's face reveal a hint of mockery, and then she waved her hand and shouted, "All disciples, listen to my command! Slay the demons and reshape the world!"

"yes!"

The more than twenty people responded with one heart, and their will, just like Lin Feng's own, conveyed an unwavering determination.

Clap clap clap!

Several bloody gashes appeared on Lin Feng's body. Gui Ke extended her dragon claws, knocking away several flying swords that were aimed at his heart, and stood steadily behind him.

"Brother!" Gui Ke said, "That wasn't something you did on purpose!"

She's using you!

As Gui Ke spoke, he turned around and knocked away two more flying swords, then unleashed a massive dragon claw towards the figures on either side of the formation.

"I know... but I can't help feeling guilty."

Lin Feng exhaled a breath of frustration, and his demonized body gradually covered his wounds: "Since things have come to this, instead of lamenting, let's end this once and for all!"

He brought the Coastal World here, and he allowed the dark forces to wreak havoc in other worlds, but things will not end here!

"Pulse point!"

"shock!"

A voice even deeper than Yu Yiyao's rang out, and the flying swords that were shot at them were swept into a red light by the demonic blade, firmly suppressing them to Lin Feng's side: "Yu Yiyao, as a fellow participant, are you only good at hiding behind others and using them?"

Lin Feng rushed to the edge of the formation, his demonic blade gathering a dazzling red light as he swung it, mercilessly killing the disciple before him.

"Disciples, listen to my command! Protect your hearts with this incantation, lest you be bewitched by evil spirits!"

"yes!"

As Yu Yiyao changed her sword technique and sent Lin Feng flying, a new disciple appeared in the spot that had just been missing.

"Slay evil and destroy demons, rise up!"

The disciple held a new flying sword in his hand, letting bone spikes pierce his palm, absorbing his power and joining the remaining flying swords in the great formation.

"Slay evil! Destroy demons!"

"rise!"

The others shouted in unison, and then a new group of disciples appeared around them, each wielding a bloodstained bone sword, and they shouted together, "Slay evil! Destroy demons!"

As the grand formation began, a hint of mockery flashed in Yu Yiyao's eyes as she extended her finger and gently pulled out the alien god's skull blade, inserting it into the entire formation.

Kill them, she doesn't care. Even if she talks until she's hoarse, these people won't believe Lin Feng. Even if the truth is laid out in front of them, they will only believe what they see. They will only become more hysterical in their hatred!

Now, let's see if this naive man in front of her will actually come out and fight!

Time seemed to slow down. The enemies that appeared before Lin Feng were like the counterattacks after the mission worlds he had experienced. One by one, they crawled up to him regardless of their lives, even if it meant dying, they wanted to spit a mouthful of demonic blade.

Along the way, how could he not feel a trace of guilt? But if he didn't feel guilty, would that really be the right thing to do?

Lin Feng retreated several steps, his body pierced by the bone sword. Even with the protection of Gui Ke and Hong Ling, and even though his body was immune to these attacks, his retreat far exceeded everything.

"snort!"

Yu Yiyao scoffed, her fingers changing into hand seals, controlling all the bone swords to pierce towards Lin Feng along with her will.

The formation spun rapidly, bone swords danced, and the surging blood energy materialized in the air, transforming into a thick tree trunk covered in tentacles, which pierced through the air in unison.

Hong Linggui was swept away, and Gui Ke was unable to hold on alone. Lin Feng was stabbed hard by Yu Yiyao's skull blade, and the flying swords at the tips of the other tentacles also pierced into Lin Feng's body, pinning him to the middle of the formation.

Yu rushed over from afar, and the alien creature following closely behind tore open a space distortion, grabbed Yu's body, and sent her back.

Wang Wu's arms flew, and his sickle traced strange trajectories, constantly breaking through some kind of limit, attempting to break out of the predicament of the dimension of the mind and support Lin Feng.

After a brief delay, just as the flying swords were about to be pulled out of Lin Feng's chest and abdomen, the hand holding the demonic blade grabbed Yu Yiyao's skull blade, gripped the serrated edge tightly, and pressed it down.

Bang.

A red pulse appeared behind Lin Feng, and his body floated up on its own, bringing him back to the ground.

Are we finally going to make a move?

Yu Yiyao didn't care that her weapon had been captured by the other party, and examined it with considerable interest.

A massive demonic hand descended before Lin Feng, crushing five disciples nearby. Then, it drew a skull blade, several times wider than a normal sword blade, and tore apart the chests of three disciples in one fell swoop.

One, two, three—Lin Feng, wielding Yu Yiyao's weapon, swept through the crowd, annihilating all the disciples who weren't quite dead yet.

After doing all this, Lin Feng's aura grew even deeper. Just when Yu Yiyao thought he was about to go mad, a few soft voices came from his lips: "Unfortunately, the naiveté you mentioned... doesn't apply to me."

"Although it wasn't naive... Ha, that guy wanted to help everyone, and I had to make a choice!"

If it were Sizang, he might truly feel guilty and even frantically try to make amends for everything.

As for him... nothing is perfect. Of course he felt guilty, but feeling guilty means he was right. If he didn't know guilt, then he would be just like Yu Yiyao!

To win with the blood of these innocent people!

With a tremor, the demonic power emanating a red glow in Lin Feng's hand tightly bound the alien god's skull blade, quickly encroaching on every inch of it, and he held it firmly in his palm.

"snort."

Yu Yiyao sneered, her eyes growing increasingly indifferent: she was only willing to help those who knelt at her feet.

The alien god's skull blade throbbed, and the connection within the blade was briefly lost. After two unsuccessful attempts, Yu Yiyao's killing intent erupted: "Sacrifice blood to the sword!"

Sacrificing blood to the sword?!

Lin Feng had just killed the two reinforcements when he immediately noticed the new change caused by that low shout.

The skull blade, invaded by demonic power, involuntarily spun back, slashing a gash in his chest, dispelling all the invading demonic power, and breaking free from his grasp.

Immediately afterwards, the surviving disciples rearranged their formation, and the bone swords in their hands were all recalled, along with the bone swords and corpses that had fallen to the ground.

"Spiritual Blood Sacrifice to the Sword!"

A disciple roared, and a stream of blood shot out from his slashed palm, quickly enveloping his bone sword.

A similar aura gathered from their bodies, then flowed towards Yu Yiyao on its own, and was also injected into the flying sword.

These are all her bloodline!

"The source of darkness, the mother of all things, the Black Goat of the Forest who gives birth to countless offspring, the goddess of abundance, the wife of the unspeakable..."

"Please listen to my request."

"I offer myself to you with a mad howl, please... please my sword..."

"yeah..."

A shocking prayer rang out from among the disciples. A miniature Black Goat of the Forest appeared from the sky. The vanished figure of darkness returned and tossed the goat into the skull blade. Then, a sinister smile appeared on Lin Feng's face.

At this moment, dozens of blood lines flew up from the ground, draining all the corpses and transforming into a blood-red Yu Yiyao who crawled into the miniature forest black goat, mated with it, and then merged into the alien god's skull blade, becoming a black tentacle flying sword with blood-red veins wrapped around its tip.

"The Black Goat of the Forest Incarnation: Abundant Blasphemous Flying Sword"

As the flying sword was formed, the dimension of the heart inexplicably quieted down. Everyone noticed the flying sword and silently avoided the sense of being watched emanating from it.

"go!"

With a flick of her finger, Yu Yiyao sent her flying sword piercing Lin Feng's arm. The blackness emanating from the wound instantly tore apart his forearm, sprouting several eyeballs that fell to the ground and gave rise to a mass of crawling mud.

Lin Feng felt a chill in his heart; even his most resolute self was frightened back several steps by this scene.

A sense of chaos spread through his body, forcing him to almost scream out in despair.