I am the devil, I only know how to trade.

Luo Feng flicked his longsword, giving them no chance at all. He used the sword like a knife, slashing at a man's back. The man roared, and Luo Feng kicked him to the ground.

Seeing that there was no other way, the other two rushed forward together.

As a result, Luo Feng stabbed one person in the stomach with his sword, then let go, dodged another person in a flash, grabbed his head, and twisted it hard.

Click!

Luo Feng drew his sword and delivered a final blow to each of the people who were not quite dead yet.

I'm a bit tired. As expected, my body is still in terrible shape.

However, he had truly returned to the past, while other forces were fighting against the heavens.

The power of time and space won't last long. If we can't resolve the battle here quickly, we won't be able to reverse cause and effect.

…………

"Erniu, what happened?"

"Sanmazi?"

"Unnecessary, really unnecessary?"

Some villagers heard the screams and, carrying torches or flashlights, headed towards Luo Feng's direction.

A person was walking along when it seemed they tripped over something.

Whoosh!

A hoe fell from a height and hit him.

Everyone looked up and saw two corpses hanging from a tree, their eyes wide open in death.

"what!"

"It's dead!"

"A ghost! A ghost!"

"Master Daoist, where is the Master Daoist?"

Up in the tree, Shionji Yuko was holding a pile of stones and throwing them forcefully to the ground. Several villagers screamed and panicked as he hit them.

She didn't understand why she had to help Luo Feng with this, but she knew that if she didn't, Luo Feng and she might be trapped in this era!

Luo Feng appeared behind the group like a ghost, covered one person's mouth, and slit his throat with a single sword strike.

Then, they repeated the same trick.

They only discovered the problem after the two people died.

"Taoist priest? The Taoist priest has killed someone!"

"The Taoist priest has gone mad!"

Luo Feng was like a madman, every sword strike drawing blood.

There were a total of ten people searching, including both old and young people, and all of them had been involved in the search in the first place!

Although his resentment soared after his death, and his corpse turned into a zombie that transformed this place into a deadly wasteland, that doesn't mean he was at peace!

Justice may be delayed, but it will not be denied. What a cruel and irresponsible statement that is!

Since Luo Feng has the ability to change things, why doesn't he try to change them?

Pfft!

Another person has been killed by him!

This Seven Star Dragon Abyss sword has the effect of suppressing souls; those killed by him with this sword will not be reincarnated!

The previous experience of possessing a mercenary and the experience of using traditional Chinese martial arts in actual combat on the island were all connected together.

When Luo Feng faced these ordinary people, it was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

When the accident happened, everyone instinctively ran towards the village.

While splitting up might seem like the optimal solution, in life-or-death situations, not everyone can be like netizens who look down on everyone and keep searching for the optimal solution. Instead, they act on their instincts.

It's like being chased by a bear; more people will run away than play dead.

As one figure after another fell, Luo Feng leaned on his sword, panting heavily.

I'm so tired!

Even killing someone with a weapon is by no means an easy task.

Although traditional Chinese martial arts are powerful, many TV dramas depict cultivation techniques.

Luo Feng is able to do this now because he was in good physical condition when he was young.

At his age, his physical strength is no longer up to par.

He dragged his weary body up the tree, brought Shionji Yuko down, and then, holding her little hand, staggered towards the mountain village.

It's not over yet, they're not all dead.

With a torch in her other hand, Shionji Yuko looked at Luo Feng with a complicated expression.

What kind of obsession has sustained him to this point?

What kind of obsession is it that has made him so exhausted, yet still unwilling to let those people go?

His hatred, the truth behind his transformation into a devil—every time she thinks of these things, Yuko Shionji can't help but feel heartbroken.

Especially now, as Luo Feng just said, if his true self dies here, he will truly disappear.

He could only hope that Heaven and Hell wouldn't kill him, and that his divine beings could withstand the pressure of reversing time.

"We're here, we've finally arrived."

Luo Feng smiled with relief as he saw the mountain village so close at hand.

He snatched the torch from Shionji Yuko's hand and casually tossed it onto a haystack.

He took one for himself, patted Shionji Yuko's head, and whispered, "Be good and wait for me here."

After saying that, he picked up the sword in his hand and slowly walked to the only way out of the small village.

The village wall was very low, only about one person high, and was used to keep out wolves from stealing chickens. Any able-bodied young man could easily climb over the wall.

There were only about thirty people in the village, and he has already killed almost half of them. He wants to burn everything to the ground with this fire!

"Fire!"

"Quickly put out the fire!"

"How did it catch fire?"

"My house is on fire too!"

The village was full of flammable materials, so they didn't usually use torches in the village. Normally, even if a fire broke out, they would put it out immediately, since there is strength in numbers. However, due to the time constraints and the suddenness of the fire, they were caught off guard.

They lived in an old-fashioned mud house, covered entirely with straw.

Fire is fueled by the wind and ignites upon contact with objects.

Shionji Yuko, carrying a slingshot she had just picked up from those people, and a few pebbles, helped Luo Feng keep an eye on the other areas.

"Taoist Master?"

"Why is the Taoist priest covered in blood?"

"Taoist priest, please help put out the fire!"

Luo Feng carried his sword inside. Because the fire was quite large and it was nighttime with smoke everywhere, the group was too anxious to see anything clearly.

Pfft!

Luo Feng plunged his sword into an old woman's back.

He watched the plot unfold; it was these old men who suggested how to deal with Luo Feng back then.

The old woman looked kind; she was the one who said, "Don't use a knife, bury her alive."

Luo Feng sheathed his sword, looked at her incredulous expression, and sneered.

He flung torches around, and once again stood guard at the village entrance.

"Quickly, you'll be burned to death!"

"The evil Taoist priest has killed someone!"

"Let's fight him!"

"Run away by climbing over the wall..."

"Run?" Luo Feng shouted, "Your husbands, fathers, sons, and brothers have all been killed by me. Do you think you can survive if you run away? Don't you want to avenge them?!"

"Charge out and kill this old Taoist priest!"

"You cruel cultivator!"

Why are you treating us like this!

"We treated you to good food and drinks, and all we asked was for your help with a feng shui consultation and relocation of a grave, and you dare to do this!"

"Kill him! Kill this evil Taoist!"

Luo Feng silently raised the Seven Star Dragon Abyss sword, a sword wielded by a gentleman.

If Zhang Daoling hadn't sent him this sword across time and space, he wouldn't have been able to find this point in time.

"You want to kill me?" Luo Feng said calmly, "You killed me once in my past life, but not in this one."

Chapter 500 Return

Thirty minutes later, Luo Feng looked at the corpses lying in pools of blood and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

Not one is missing.

He sat down on the ground, looked at the village nearby, and slowly closed his eyes.

He finally solved the problem, but he didn't know what would happen next.

This isn't about venting anger in a parallel universe; it's about truly reversing cause and effect.