Chapter 800: Spamming Basic Attacks with the Sword

"Something still feels off!"

Yi Feng walked along the path.

Although this area wasn't usually bustling, he would occasionally see cultivators flying by. But now, not only were there no cultivators, but even ordinary birds were nowhere to be seen.

However, apart from that, nothing else seemed unusual to him.

To be on the safe side, he released all his animals.

After all, animals tend to have sharper senses.

If there was truly something abnormal, they would likely react.

But Manman still looked half-dead, the toad was still rolling its eyes, the dog was walking slowly, and the centipede on its head had already fallen asleep. Naiji remained as dopey as ever, with only the ghost flame appearing somewhat excited.

Overall, nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

"Whew!"

Yi Feng let out a sigh of relief, dismissed his concerns, and continued toward the teleportation array.

"Roar!"

At that moment, a roar echoed, and a figure shrouded in black mist, with a ferocious expression, swiftly attacked Yi Feng.

"What the hell is that?"

Startled, Yi Feng instinctively drew a longsword and slashed at the figure.

"Ah!"

A scream followed.

The black mist dissipated, and the figure was cleaved in two.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Yi Feng examined it closely.

The corpse resembled a human but had no flesh or blood—it was merely skin and bones. Its limbs were twisted, making it look more like a crawling creature.

Yi Feng immediately realized it was a demon.

"So this is the legendary demon?"

Yi Feng squatted down, propped his chin with his hand, and poked the corpse with a stick, lost in thought.

No wonder the area seemed so quiet.

There must be demons lurking nearby.

But this so-called demon didn't seem very strong.

Wait, no...

To ordinary people, it might be quite powerful. It's just that, to me, it's pathetically weak.

After all, I'm a True Immortal at the 31st level.

Yi Feng nodded, having reached a conclusion, and then stood up.

As he stood, he noticed that his experience points had increased significantly.

"Oh?"

"Killing demons gives me so much experience?"

Yi Feng's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered a treasure.

He couldn't help but hope to encounter more demons.

However, as he continued walking, aside from that one demon, he didn't find any others.

Feeling his growling stomach, Yi Feng decided to return to Shadow Island for now.

At the teleportation array outside Shadow Island.

Jiang Zhi, along with Li Hongzhang and others, were stationed here. Ever since the black mist had spread, the entire teleportation entrance had been enveloped in it.

Jiang Zhi and the others, who had expected certain death, were shocked to find that while the surrounding areas were completely shrouded in the black mist, leaving them in utter darkness, the area within a hundred feet of the teleportation entrance remained untouched, as if protected by an invisible barrier.

This made them marvel at Yi Feng's power. Even the teleportation array he had casually set up was able to withstand the corrosive black mist from the outer realm.

However, despite this, they remained vigilant, as the teleportation entrance was located in the heart of the black mist-infested territory, where demons roamed freely.

The invisible barrier could block the black mist, but it couldn't stop the demons from wandering in.

Over the past few days, several demons had attacked them.

Just then, a commotion came from the dark mist in the distance, growing louder as it approached.

Jiang Zhi's nerves tightened.

Li Hongtian and Huang Qingtian behind her clenched their fists and readied their weapons.

As they waited anxiously, a white-robed young man emerged from the black mist, accompanied by various animals.

"Is that...?"

"Master Yi?"

Jiang Zhi and the others were both shocked and delighted.

They never expected that the person emerging from the black mist would be Yi Feng. They couldn't help but marvel at his cultivation level, which had reached such a profound state that he could traverse the black mist unscathed.

It was worth noting that the black mist from the outer realm was like a parasitic poison. Once it touched you, it would cling to you, slowly eroding your mind and turning you into a demon.

"We pay our respects to Master Yi!"

Jiang Zhi and the others bowed respectfully.

"You've all worked hard."

Yi Feng greeted them with a smile and then stepped into the teleportation array.

Upon entering Shadow Island, Yi Feng was taken aback by the scene before him.

What was once a barren wasteland had now transformed into a small town.

Houses were neatly built in orderly rows, with a main street running through the center. People bustled about, and some had even set up small stalls, giving the place a lively, bustling atmosphere.

Not far away, a large square had been constructed, where a group of women were dancing to music.

Beyond the square, near the Black Sea, a small port had been built, with fishing boats heading out daily.

Of course, the beach had also become a popular spot for relaxation. People lounged on the sand, dipping their feet into the sea, letting the black, slimy fish nibble at the dead skin on their feet—a rather peculiar but relaxing pastime.

However, the fishing team was currently in a heated argument with Lu Dasheng.

The reason was that Lu Dasheng's waste management department had been dumping waste into the Black Sea, and many were accusing him of polluting the environment.

Lu Dasheng, who wasn't particularly eloquent, was arguing fiercely, his face red with frustration.

"How wonderful!"

Yi Feng felt a deep sense of warmth as he took in the scene.

Unlike the treacherous world outside, this place was truly a paradise.

As he walked down the street, Yi Feng greeted the townsfolk warmly.

His return didn't seem to surprise anyone; it was as if they had expected him all along.

After returning home, he lay down in his courtyard.

And he slept.

For three days straight.

When he woke up, he got to work.

Determined to exterminate demons, he selected the sword he was most satisfied with and set out from Shadow Island once more, alone with his sword.

After leaving the teleportation array, he wandered aimlessly, searching for demons to kill.

At first, he only found a few stray demons.

But when he entered a valley, he discovered a horde of demons lurking there.

Weak.

So weak.

Yi Feng shook his head. At first, he had been cautious, but when he realized that a single swing of his sword could take down a large group, he let loose.

There were no flashy skills, no earth-shattering movements—just simple, basic attacks from Yi Feng's sword.

In his mind, his experience points kept rising, and Yi Feng became a demon-slaying machine.

He entered a repetitive mode.

Swing.

Swing.

It was as if he was on autopilot.

When the corpses at his feet piled up into a small mountain, Yi Feng moved to a new location.

And again...

Swing.

Swing...