Lin Feng opened his eyes, his gaze indifferent, as a gray mist enveloped his entire body.

The mist spread out, melting the barrier formed by the gathered thunder, not even making a sound.

This eerie scene filled people with horror.

"Do you really think you can kill me?"

Within the barrier, Lin Feng floated in mid-air, a faintly mocking smile curling at the corner of his mouth as he glanced at everyone.

He had indeed underestimated these people before him.

Their previous attack had changed his opinion.

Lin Feng’s plan indeed had feasibility.

This member of the Avengers Alliance was a prodigy, among them were freaks like Yun Kai and Ye Qiu.

With exceptional talent, combined with a luxurious combination of soul skills, each of them was formidable.

Even he had to escape under their tacit cooperation.

Without Divine Power, he was not their match either.

And Divine Power was equally crucial to him, the key to becoming a god.

In two years, he had only recovered a bit of it, and he wouldn’t use it lightly unless it was critical.

"What on earth is this gray mist power? How much strength is Lin Feng hiding!"

Yun Tianqi’s face was grim, his tone carrying a tinge of exasperation.

The rest had equally grim expressions.

They had never seen such energy, capable of dissolving the barrier and terrifying thunder, beyond their comprehension.

The mysterious and eerie things were what people feared most.

This fear stirred an urge in everyone to flee.

"We should have acted earlier." Yu Qiao said.

At this moment, facing the threat of death, earlier concerns seemed laughable.

Hearing Yu Qiao’s complaint, Yun Kai and the others’ expressions shifted slightly, with some regret brewing in their hearts.

They wanted to protect Lin Feng, but if it resulted in other teammates falling, they’d feel regret and self-blame.

"The barrier is disappearing, prepare to attack together."

Yang Ningbing shouted suddenly, dark clouds gathered in mid-air, and from within them, muffled thunder sounded, and a giant dragon head emerged.

The others exchanged glances, nodding their heads.

This Demon Spirit was too bizarre, harboring further concerns at this moment would be too foolish.

As the barrier vanished, everyone attacked simultaneously.

Chen Tianming swung his right hand, and a countless number of vines surged towards Lin Feng, engulfing the barrier around him.

At the same time, a pitch-black flame ignited the vines, blazing flames roared, and amidst the scorching fire, streams of sword qi and blades shot through the fire, piercing into the barrier.

With a loud crash, a massive Thunder Dragon descended, swinging its tail to attack Lin Feng.

Yun Kai clenched his right hand fiercely, and a rain of swords howled in the sky, frantically stabbing towards Lin Feng.

At this instant, surrounded by numerous soul skill attacks, Lin Feng, floating mid-air, remained with an impassive expression.

Enveloped by the gray mist, whether thunder or fire, once met with this gray mist, it seemed swallowed, directly dissolving into nothingness.

As the energy dissipated, the mist also dispersed.

The atmosphere turned exceptionally quiet.

Everyone’s eyes were blank, a sense of despair growing in their hearts.

Their joint attack, the strongest they could gather, was surprisingly fragile, collapsing at first strike.

"Increase the attack level. This gray mist can devour energy attacks, but it definitely can’t last long, otherwise the battle would have ended already."

Ye Qiu shouted loudly.

He hadn’t expected even the Hell Dragon Flame to be devoured, what in the world was this gray power?

Ye Qiu’s reminder calmed everyone a bit, and the soul skills continued to unleash wildly, but ultimately were still devoured by the gray mist.

A minute later, Lin Feng appeared intact before everyone.

Facing this result, everyone looked extremely grim.

"The mist has disappeared."

Ye Qiu panted slightly, continuously releasing the Hell Dragon Flame had nearly exhausted his Soul Power.

The mist disappearing proved his guess right, this gray mist, that Demon Spirit couldn’t use it infinitely either.

"So what if it’s gone?"

Lin Feng said with a smile.

The next moment, lightning flashed beneath his feet, and with a slight tremor, he appeared before Ye Qiu.

"Thorny Demon Dragon, not a bad Demon Spirit."

Lin Feng chuckled, the next moment, reaching out to grab Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu’s pupils shrank, pushing off with his foot, his body retreating, trying to evade, but suddenly a powerful suction emerged, forcefully pulling his body towards Lin Feng.

At this time, Lin Feng executed the Six Arms Soul Skill, getting close to him would lead to imaginable consequences.

"Get lost!"

Ye Xing suddenly appeared to Lin Feng’s right, letting out a roar, at this moment, he was like a fierce beast, radiating a red airflow all around him, delivering a punch, the air burst with a massive sound.

At this time, Ye Xing in his Second Frenzy, needed Lin Feng to avoid confronting directly.

Lin Feng’s figure swayed slightly, his steps small, yet his movement ethereal as mist, making it impossible for others to discern his trajectory.

"Cloud Dance Step."

A flicker of shock passed Ye Xing’s expression; Cloud Dance Step, it’s a King Level body technique martial skill of the alien race, its cultivation difficulty extreme, even on the Divine Martial Continent, it’s rare for anyone to know this body technique.

Moreover, this cultivation technique is a secret skill; he had never seen it performed by the Human Race.

How could Lin Feng know it?

Before Ye Xing could react, Lin Feng’s six hands grasped the air lightly, and a black giant hammer formed in his palms, the hammer enveloped in a faint starlight.

"Starlight Hammer."

Ye Xing’s eyes revealed a look of surprise once again; it was another King Level Martial Skill.

And it was even rarer.

Boom!

Six gigantic hammers fell simultaneously, and the air resounded with a dull thud.

Ye Xing wanted to dodge, but it seemed as if the air had solidified, making it difficult for him to move. He could only instinctively raise his hands to block.

"Ah!"

Amidst the cracking sounds of bones breaking, a painful scream escaped from Ye Xing’s mouth. His arms were shattered directly, the crisp sound and twisted arc making the hearts of the surrounding people tremble.

"Seven Kills."

With a voice suppressed by anger, a green light frantically weaved around Lin Feng. Although the green light moved in a straight line, its speed was so fast that it was almost impossible for the naked eye to capture.

Seven Kills.

This was a Divine Level Soul Skill that Yun Tianqi had just absorbed.

The green light slowly stopped, and seven green trails appeared around Lin Feng.

Yun Tianqi appeared before everyone, his face somewhat pale, his chest heaving violently. Clearly, his Soul Power and stamina were severely overdrawn. In the next moment, with a bang, an arm covered in Dragon Scales fell off, blood staining the ground.

Lin Feng looked at his wound, slightly surprised.

Divine Level Soul Skills were indeed powerful, but what surprised him more was Yun Tianqi’s blade speed.

The speed at which he wielded the blade was at its extreme.

Even with the aid of the Soul Skill, it was difficult for him to avoid; he could only sacrifice an arm to avoid the fatal attack.

Fine sand spread to Yun Tianqi’s feet. Lin Feng was not eager to attack because he was already surrounded by sharp swords.

As the swords whistled towards him, Lin Feng simultaneously swung his five arms, sending the swords flying, his figure rushing towards Yun Tianqi.

However, before Lin Feng could get close, over a dozen Thunder-enveloped thunderbirds descended from the sky, speeding towards him.

"Heart Thunder Attraction."

Lin Feng did not stop attacking, and the palm lightning of his five arms gathered. For some reason, the attacking thunderbirds were directly detonated and dispersed in the air.

Seeing Lin Feng use another King Level Martial Skill from the Alien Race, everyone looked grim.

No matter what kind of attack they used, Lin Feng could easily counter it with his martial skills.

Currently, the only one who managed to injure Lin Feng was Yun Tianqi.

But losing an arm seemed to have no impact on Lin Feng.

Lin Feng’s attacks were not hindered; he appeared in front of Yun Tianqi, five blades swinging in unison, but they struck a mass of fine sand. Yun Tianqi looked at Lin Feng with hostility.

The next moment, his figure turned into a green light once again.

Green trails appeared around Lin Feng, like passages, but this time, bubbles emerged around Lin Feng’s body.

With the sound of violent explosions, Yun Tianqi suddenly revealed his form, slashing at Lin Feng’s chest. But this time, he was caught, his left chest pierced by Lin Feng’s arm, suspended in mid-air.

Blood dripped, and Lin Feng’s other arm swung down, sharp claws ready to claim Yun Tianqi’s life.

But in the next moment, Lin Feng’s form became somewhat stiff.

A figure appeared behind him.

It was Bu Zheng.

At this crucial moment, he had finally arrived.

Bu Zheng was now in a Demon Transformation state, his right hand resembling blue ice crystals, cold air spreading.

Taking advantage of Lin Feng’s retreat, the fine sand wrapped around the fallen Yun Tianqi, sending him to the side of Dong Yunan and the other three.

Bu Zheng looked at Lin Feng, his eyes cold as ice.

He had always felt that Lin Feng was hiding a great secret, but he hadn’t expected it to be this.

A Demon Spirit seizing the body of a Demon Spirit Master.

This kind of thing was unheard of, a mere legend, but now it was happening right before his eyes.

"Dean Bu, he can use multiple Alien Race Martial Skills, and they are all King Level!"

Ye Qiu reminded.

In just a few minutes, Lin Feng had used seven martial skills, all King Level, all from the Alien Race.

Bu Zheng’s arrival didn’t concern Lin Feng.

He looked past Bu Zheng to He Jun, his gaze carrying a hint of interest.

Among the people present, he was only interested in He Jun.

Seeing Lin Feng’s gaze, He Jun’s body trembled slightly, that gaze filling her with terror, making her cold all over.

Bu Zheng’s arrival didn’t change anything, and the subsequent battle was extremely brutal.

Two minutes later, only five people remained standing.

Apart from Hong Yi and He Jun, there were Dong Yunan, Yue Mingming, and Bing.

The three of them had stayed far away when the battle started, so they weren’t harmed, and even their Soul Power wasn’t much depleted.

"Don’t move from there."

Seeing Lin Feng about to strike at the others, He Jun suddenly shouted.

She let out a painful roar, her whole body shrouded in darkness. Blood-red lines, like Curse Seals, appeared on the surface of her body, seeming to possess spirituality, twisting and spreading to every corner of her body.

He Jun’s expression twisted, blue veins surfacing and trembling all over her body, her face turning ghastly pale in an instant.

And as those blood-red lines, like Curse Seals, spread over her entire body, even her face, He Jun gradually stopped trembling. Behind her, a three-meter-tall shadow was slowly forming.

When this terrifying aura, like a Demon God, appeared, Lin Feng frowned slightly. He sensed a hint of danger from this silhouette.

Since becoming a Demigod, he hadn’t felt this emotion in a long time.

This He Jun was indeed interesting!

"Leave, or die!"

He Jun stared at Lin Feng, her eyes filled with madness.