Global Demon Transformation.

After a slight dizziness, my blurred vision began to clear, and a desolate area, clearly ravaged by artillery fire, came into view.

Lin Feng looked down. The ground beneath his feet was scorched black, and metal fragments were scattered all around. The air was filled with a faint smell of gunpowder.

Behind Lin Feng was a space gate that was flashing with fluorescent light.

Located in the central area of ​​the spatial gate, the air is extremely viscous, almost solidifying, and the concentration of spiritual energy is thousands of times that of the outside world.

This is an excellent place for cultivation, but unfortunately, the spiritual energy here is difficult to absorb because the energy fluctuations are too intense and the space is extremely unstable.

If someone launches an attack here, it could easily cause spatial rifts to appear, or even cause the space to collapse directly.

Of course, it is most likely that the perpetrators will be swallowed up into the spatial turbulence before the space collapses.

After Lin Feng and Wang Mian appeared, they left this oppressive and unsafe area almost simultaneously.

"Someone is watching."

Just as they stopped, Wang Mian reminded them, looking towards the northwest.

Less than 500 meters away from them was a small wooden house, where two strange people were sitting at the door, looking at them with surprise, seemingly very surprised by their arrival.

After their initial surprise, they quickly flapped their spiritual wings, trying to escape.

Before they could even take off, one of the strange figures disappeared, and in its place was a figure dressed in black robes.

"substitute!"

A terrified voice rang out.

This unique spatial soul skill and its effects are well-known throughout the Divine Martial Continent.

It's not because this soul skill is particularly rare or powerful; there are thousands of types of soul skills, and many are even rarer and more precious.

The reason it has such high popularity is mainly because the owner of this soul skill is a human youth named Lin Feng.

This young human once struck fear into the hearts of their geniuses.

And the "stand-in" is, in a sense, a symbol of Lin Feng.

Before the strange man could figure out why Lin Feng had suddenly come to the Divine Martial Continent, a crimson longsword appeared out of thin air, drawing a bloody arc in the air and silently slicing open his throat.

Blood continued to flow into the crimson sword, and as the mummified corpse fell to the ground, two seconds later, Wang Mian's figure quietly appeared beside Lin Feng.

"As expected of a divine-level soul skill, even an emperor would probably find it difficult to break free. Did you successfully absorb it on your first try?"

After praising him, Wang Mian asked curiously.

Lin Feng replied, seemingly off-topic, "You don't seem to be in very good spirits."

"Have it?"

Under Lin Feng's gaze, Wang Mian's composure did not last long, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips: "I used some special methods to make my mental state more excited, so that I don't need to sleep, but I can't maintain it for long. I can feel that the white-clothed personality is about to appear, perhaps in the instant I take a nap. We don't have much time left."

Wang Mian spoke slowly, observing Lin Feng as he spoke, trying to determine Lin Feng's attitude towards him—whether he was a friend or foe.
But no answer was received.

"Can the consciousness of the one in white appear on its own, or can it only appear after you have fallen asleep?"

Lin Feng asked.

Wang Mian remained silent and did not respond.

Clearly, while the two sides appear to be cooperating, they remain wary and distrust each other.

Lin Feng chuckled lightly at Wang Mian's silence, not caring at all.

"What's your plan?"

Wang Mian inquired.

After confirming their destination, they set off immediately without making any plans.

"There was no plan; once we found the person, we just killed them."

Lin Feng surveyed his surroundings, but after killing the two superhumans, he found no trace of any others. Clearly, this sparsely populated area held no value for superhumans.

Two days later, Lin Feng and Wang Mian appeared outside Wuyun City.

Their target is Lou Yuan, and Wuyun City is Lou Yuan's territory.

At the city gate, under the watchful eyes of the guards, Lin Feng removed his hood, revealing a young man with a slightly effeminate demeanor, fair skin, and an air of nobility. The young man had a jet-black horn in the center of his forehead.

Compared to Lin Feng, Wang Mian's face hadn't changed much, only looking more ordinary, and he also had an extra horn on his forehead.

Both of them were wearing makeup, but the horns on their foreheads were real.

The two men forcefully pierced his forehead, and through the essence of life, the wound healed quickly, allowing the horn to perfectly embed itself in his forehead.

As is customary, Lin Feng and Wang Mian each took out their identity tokens.

An identity token is like a human's ID card, but it doesn't record much information. The origin of this identity token is the same as the horns on their foreheads.

"What brings you people from Xixuan City to Wuyun City from so far away?"

A young guard looked at the token in Lin Feng's hand and asked in confusion, but received no response.

Lin Feng glanced at him with disdain before taking back the token.

The young guard frowned, about to say something, when his more senior colleague pulled him back and whispered, "If their identities are correct, let them pass. Don't delay the master's journey."

The young guard's gaze swept over that fair, noble-looking face, and he dared not ask any more questions.

Lin Feng and Wang Mian stepped into the city, seemingly strolling around casually, but in reality, their bodies were tense, ready to fight at any moment.

This is the city of the supernatural.

If discovered, escaping won't be so easy.

To avoid arousing suspicion from the supernatural beings, the seven teams needed to coordinate their actions. Lin Feng found a luxury hotel and booked two rooms.

Upon arriving in the room, Lin Feng channeled his spiritual energy into the seed in his left hand, and soon his consciousness returned to that bloody place.

Lin Feng floated above the flowers. Besides him, two other people had already arrived: the Heavenly King of Fate and the Heavenly King of Beasts.

"You actually came too," the Beast King said with some surprise.

The arrival of someone means that a plan has been made and preparations are underway.

Lin Feng's target is Lou Yuan, who is even more troublesome than his other target.

Lin Feng glanced at the Beast King, too lazy to respond, which made the Beast King's face even more gloomy, and the anger in his eyes seemed to burn Lin Feng to ashes.

The Heavenly King watched this scene with a faint smile on his lips.

Aside from Lin Feng, there are really few Heavenly Kings who dare to disregard the Beast Heavenly King like this.

After a day of waiting, five people arrived, representing the five teams ready to go.

"It's time to start."

"That's what the Heavenly King said."

Five teams are enough to be ready; there's no need to wait for all the teams. If the process drags on too long, other unexpected events may occur.

As his consciousness returned to reality, Lin Feng stepped out of his room and knocked on the door next door.

Wang Mian came out quickly.

After leaving the inn, the two headed straight for the city lord's mansion.

Lin Feng had no plans and intended to go directly to their door.

This is indeed the most direct and effective method, but failure usually results in dire consequences. (End of Chapter)