Perfect World: Devil Slayer

Chapter 3 Heart palpitations
The area where Lingfeng's tribe is located is deep in the wilderness. In order to ensure that the village would not be discovered, he did not choose to land directly in the village. At this time, he was still more than 500,000 miles away from home. At his current speed, it would only take him ten days to get back.

"Pfft!"

Suddenly, Ling Feng, who was rushing in the sky, couldn't help but feel palpitations, as if something was about to be lost. He was caught off guard, and the mobilization of his divine power suddenly stopped, and he almost fell from the sky.

"What's going on? Why do I feel so anxious? Is it because I just broke through and crossed the void not long ago?" Ling Feng said to himself in confusion, then shook his head and continued on his way.

As he began to enter the mountainous area with more and more living creatures, he saw a large number of creatures looking for something and killing each other non-stop. Various evil birds and bandits were rampant. This was still the case even after Ling Feng had advanced tens of thousands of miles, which made him quite curious!
"Aohou...boy, hand over the things on you quickly, otherwise don't even think about passing through here. Stay here and look for the treasure!" With a roar, a black cheetah appeared and blocked Ling Feng's way.

A spear appeared in Ling Feng's hand. He raised it to the sky, emitting brilliant divine light. Runes appeared like dense rain of light, and immediately transformed into countless spears, shooting at the black panther like a rain of arrows. There was nowhere to hide in all directions, and every spear fired could split a huge mountain in half. It was extremely powerful.

"Ah..." After a few screams, the Black Panther was no longer alive. Only a corpse with spears piercing its body and blood all over was left.

Half an hour later, the aroma of barbecue wafted from an open space. Ling Feng roasted this demon beast in the late Spiritual Transformation Realm over a blazing fire. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, golden and crispy. There was fat dripping on the surface and sizzling on the fire. It looked very delicious. Ling Feng began to enjoy the food.

"The only thing that should not be missed is delicious food!" Ling Feng whispered with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

After a while, there was a pile of ashes and a leopard skeleton on the ground. Of course, Ling Feng was a person who did not like to waste, especially for someone like him who was born in a small tribe and had to be careful about the source of food every day. He also smashed the leopard bones into soup and enjoyed them slowly.

After eating and drinking his fill, Ling Feng started on his way again. The Demon State was full of dangers, and his strength was not yet enough to roam the land, so he had to avoid the territories of some powerful monsters.

Two days later, he found out a lot about the abnormalities of the creatures. The news shocked him greatly. The god of the Devil's Garden had fought with a god of unknown origin for a treasure. Eventually the treasure broke into pieces and some parts were lost. The Devil's Garden ordered people to search for it nearby.

After flying hundreds of thousands of miles, Ling Feng saw the traces left by the great war between gods. The stars were turning, the mountains and rivers were overturned, and the whole place was devastated. Mountains for tens of thousands of miles were razed to the ground, and the surface was cracked. Gullies crisscrossed, extending to infinity and were very deep. Even magma had emerged, and is still emerging now.

"Is this the power of God? The battle has been over for more than ten days, and the remaining traces of battle are still shocking. He can destroy tens of thousands of miles with a wave of his hand!" Ling Feng exclaimed. This power was really too strong, but because of this, it aroused his desire to climb to the top.

Only by becoming stronger can one control his own destiny. This area has become lifeless because of the battle caused by the gods. The creatures that originally lived here all died before they had time to escape. In the face of absolute power, everything seems weak.

"I don't know if the clan leader, Xiaolan, and the entire village have been affected. I hope everything is fine and nothing happens!" Thinking of this, Ling Feng couldn't help but speed up his pace to go home.

Although this place is more than 200,000 miles away from the village, accidents are inevitable.

The battle between the gods covered too wide a range, and the aftermath alone was enough to destroy the heavens and the earth. In particular, some demon cultivators never cared about the lives of other creatures and fought directly on the surface of the land. The fact that the Demon State became like this was closely related to this.

Five days later, Ling Feng was less than 30,000 miles away from home, but the scene here made him extremely panicked and his face looked very ugly. Everywhere he looked, there were corpses everywhere, no one was alive, blood flowed like a river, many villages were lost, only traces and broken walls were left, the original continuous mountains were flattened, and the earth was dyed red. It was obvious that a shocking war had taken place here, and this place was affected.

"You will be fine, clan leader grandpa, Xiaolan, everyone wait for me to come back!" Ling Feng's eyes turned red and his expression was extremely excited. Regardless of the massive consumption of his divine power, runes appeared on his back, and he transformed into a pair of golden wings with lightning, and he flew desperately towards home.

A brilliant golden light flashed across the sky, flickering, and Ling Feng seemed to teleport in the air. Only the afterimage and lightning were visible, as well as the sound of a sonic boom breaking through the air.

This is the magic of the ancient lightning phoenix bird. It is extremely precious and is a heavenly magic. It has been passed down in Ling Village since ancient times. Now, only the old patriarch Ling Qingdi and Ling Feng in the entire village master it. Ling Qingdi was able to kill the leader of the bandits with the help of this magic.

The Lightning Phoenix has phoenix blood in its body and is proficient in thunder magic. It is unique in speed and attack methods. Now Ling Feng has completely mastered this magic and can use it very easily. His understanding of it has already surpassed that of the old patriarch who taught him. This magic is also the foundation for Ling Feng to gain a foothold in the Tianxian Academy.

25,000 li... 20,000 li... 15,000 li... 10,000 li... 5,000 li...

As he got closer and closer to the village, Ling Feng's mood became increasingly depressed, because there were still only ruins here, the mountains were broken, there were obvious traces of the battle, and not a single living creature could be seen.

"It must...it must be alright!" Ling Feng kept muttering to himself, his brows furrowed, his hands clenched into fists, his nails digging deeply into his palms, but he felt no pain, and his heart was in a mess.

"Pfft!"

Suddenly, Ling Feng spat out a mouthful of blood and fell from the air.

"boom!"

A big hole was smashed on the ground, with gravel flying and dust rising everywhere. However, Ling Feng just wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and ran madly towards the village that had turned into ruins.

His eyes were bloodshot and filled with tears, and he kept muttering: "Impossible... This is impossible!"

His hands continued to dig the entire village that was pressed down by many boulders and dust. His hands, which had long been harder than boulders, were now full of scratches. Ling Feng was still digging bit by bit, tirelessly, with red eyes.

In an instant, he dug up something, his eyes were filled with disbelief, and he looked up to the sky and shouted sadly: "No! This is not true, I don't believe it!"

At this moment, he could no longer stop his tears. The crystal tears flowed down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground. At this time, heavy rain began to fall from the sky, as if crying and responding.

(End of this chapter)