Outside Demon Suppression Tower, in a secret room.
This is the monitoring center of the entire giant tower. Dozens of huge light curtains driven by unknown energy are suspended in the air, corresponding to the scenes in different areas of the tower.
The two guards responsible for guarding the first layer of light curtain were leaning on their chairs and yawning in boredom.
"Another day, so damn boring. If you ask me, I should cut down all these dregs of society, so as not to waste food and guard manpower."
One of the guards complained.
"Okay, just say a few words."
Another older guard glanced at him.
"Your Majesty, the judge, specifically told me that we must take good care of the new kid here today, so that he can live and not die. Let's keep an eye on him and don't let him die so quickly."
"I know, I know, isn't it just to let the Blood Hand gang play disabled? What a big deal..."
At this moment, the young guard suddenly said "Hey". He sat up straight, rubbed his eyes, and stared at the light curtain in front of him.
"Brother, look, what's going on? There seems to be no movement on the light screen?"
The light curtain, which represented the life breath of the prisoners on the first floor, was originally supposed to have hundreds of light spots of varying light and dark moving slowly.
But at this moment, those light spots turned out...
One after another, they quickly went out!
The older guard also came over, and the relaxation and comfort on their faces instantly disappeared, replaced by endless horror.
Watching helplessly, the light spots all disappeared within a few breaths.
In the end, only one is left!
"Dead... all dead?!"
"What... what's going on?! Is the monitoring circle broken?!"
Their faces turned pale, and a chill shot up from the soles of their feet to the sky.
"Quick! Report it quickly! Something big happened on the first floor!!"
The older guard screamed at the top of his lungs.
The news was like a huge stone thrown into a calm lake. It was reported layer by layer and soon reached the ears of Iron-Masked Judge Qin Tian who had just returned to Demon Suppression Division and was preparing to drink and celebrate.
"What?! You said everyone on the first floor except 'Sword Ghost' is dead?!"
Qin Tian grabbed the commander of the imperial army who came to report, his face under the metal mask was twisted with anger.
"Hundreds of extremely vicious Divine Sea Realm desperadoes, as well as Bloody-Handed Human Butcher of the Crown Convergence Realm, are all dead?! Do you think I am a three-year-old child! Who is it! Who dares to cause trouble in Demon Suppression Tower!"
"Sir... Sir, it's absolutely true! It wasn't an invasion by a foreign enemy... it was... it was that 'Sword Ghost' who did it!"
The commander of the Forbidden Army tremblingly handed over a jade slip that recorded the image, "This is the last image recorded by the surveillance instrument... You... you can see for yourself..."
"He? A waste whose cultivation was suppressed by Mortality Transformation Grand Formation?"
Qin Tian was full of disbelief, grabbed the jade slip, and penetrated with his spiritual consciousness.
The next second, his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip, the blood on his face faded, and his body began to tremble violently uncontrollably, as if a basin of ice water had been poured on his head on a cold day.
What is recorded in the jade slip is the one-sided and extremely bloody massacre by Lin Feng on the first floor!
That leisurely strolling in the courtyard, that indifference that regards human life as nothing, that pure and terrifying violence that beats Crown Convergence Realm masters into blood mist with one punch...
How is this a mortal whose cultivation has been suppressed by "Mortality Transformation Grand Formation"?!
This is clearly an ancient beast in human skin! It's God of Slaughter from hell!
"He... what kind of monster is he?!"
At the same time, Demon Suppression Tower first floor.
Lin Feng stood in the center of the mountain of corpses Blood Sea and slowly opened his eyes. He ignored the vibrations from the outside world and immersed himself in his system panel.
[Host: Lin Feng]
[Realm: Martial Soul Realm first level (suppressed by Mortality Transformation Grand Formation)]
[Crit Multiplier:7850 times]
[Crit Points:515600000]
Lin Feng's thoughts are concentrated on the last line of words.
[Ding! It is detected that the host possesses three hundred and seventy-eight martial arts skills. Crit Points meets the standard and can choose to fuse among three routes.]
Suddenly, three brand new options unfolded before his eyes like a scroll.
[Route 1: Myriad Arts Returning to the Source Art]: Focus on the application and skill understanding of Spiritual Qi.
[Route 2: Undying Asura Body]: Focus on the ultimate strengthening of the physical body and super-speed regeneration.
[Route 3: God-and-Ghost Shifting Step]: Focus on extreme speed and stealth.
Lin Feng glanced at the three options without any hesitation.
In this Demon Suppression Tower where spiritual power has been completely suppressed, any fancy martial arts skills are meaningless.
No matter how fast you are, no matter how strong your soul is, they are ultimately limited by the laws of this world. Only the physical body is the foundation to break all shackles!
His mind resolutely chose the second option.
"I choose, Undying Asura Body."
[The route has been confirmed. Spend 500 million Crit Points, fuse the skills, and generate "Undying Asura Body".]
Boom!
An indescribable scorching warmth instantly erupted from the depths of his limbs and bones!
It was as if every cell in his body had been thrown into the mythical steel-making furnace, undergoing the deepest level of tempering and reorganization!
The bones are making a fine, tooth-piercing "click" sound, and their density and hardness are increasing crazily.
The tendons become tougher, like an earth dragon entrenched.
The blood rushes like mercury, and every heartbeat beats like a war drum, full of explosive power!
After a while, everything calmed down.
Lin Feng slowly clenched his fists, feeling the pure physical power in his body that was several times stronger than before, with a satisfied smile on his face.
"Yes, not only did Crit Multiplier increase by more than a thousand times, but I also got a body-training technique with unlimited potential for free."
He looked around at the mountain of corpses Blood Sea, and his eyes finally landed on the closed Dark Iron door leading to the second floor at the end of the prison.
With the death of the last prisoner on the first floor, the rune chain above the door made a crisp "click" sound and slowly dissipated.
"The appetizers on the first level are over..."
Lin Feng moved his muscles and bones, and his whole body made a popping sound like fried beans, and a fierce aura passed away in a flash.
"Second floor."
He took one step forward, and his figure instantly disappeared. The next second, he appeared in front of the door.
Without any hesitation, he reached out his hand and gave it a gentle push.
Boom!
The Dark Iron giant door, which weighed a million kilograms, was as light as a rotten wooden board in his hands, and he pushed it open easily.
The door opened, and an aura that was more ferocious, more violent, and more powerful than the first floor, like a substantial black wave, rushed toward the face.
Lin Feng climbed up the stairs and stepped into the dark corridor leading to the second floor without changing his expression.
Behind him is the mountain of corpses Blood Sea on the first floor.
In front of me is a deeper hell with more and more delicious "nourishment".