The valley was quiet except for the crackling sound of the burning battle flag and the heavy breathing of the wounded.
The air is filled with a strong smell of blood, but this smell does not make people feel sick at the moment. Instead, it makes people feel excited about the aftermath of a disaster.
Thousands of pairs of eyes were staring at the young man in black robe who was walking slowly.
In their eyes, the previous doubts and worries were no longer there, and even the way they looked at the "young master" had changed.
Instead, there was a kind of worship that was so fanatical that it was almost faith, and... deep, soul-felt awe.
That is a full force of Immortal Court Imperial Guard! There is also a leader of Late Golden Immortal Stage!
That is a terrifying power that can easily destroy a small fairy sect!
Just... gone?
Being killed by a man, a broken iron sword picked up from a pile of dead people, like cutting vegetables?
Is this still a human being?
Lin Feng walked up to Liu Ming, looked at the man with a broken arm, looked at his pale face, and frowned slightly. He waved his hand casually, and several bottles of jade bottles exuding a strong medicinal fragrance (top healing medicine from Immortal Lord Yu Heng) flew into Liu Ming's arms.
"Take the hand first and don't waste it. I'll have to count on you to settle the score for me in the future."
Lin Feng's voice was still calm, as if what he had just killed was not tens of thousands of people, but a few ants.
Liu Ming hurriedly caught the elixir, and his hands were shaking. He didn't know whether it was because of pain or excitement.
"Lin... Brother Lin, no, Sir!"
Liu Ming suddenly changed his mind. Without any hesitation, he didn't even bother to connect his arms. He just made a "pop" and knelt heavily on one knee on the ground full of blood and mud!
This kneeling was like knocking down a domino.
Wow!
Behind him, those white-haired and proud elders, as well as the thousands of surviving Demon Suppression Division warriors, no matter how seriously injured they were, were all holding on to their strength and kneeling neatly in a pool of blood.
"See the boss!!!"
The roars of thousands of people, although hoarse, carried unprecedented firmness and power, reverberating in the valley and making Lin Feng's eardrums buzz.
This is a kind of recognition, a kind of oath to entrust your life.
Lin Feng was stunned for a moment and touched his nose. "It seems that I haven't officially taken over yet? And I didn't say that I wanted to be the head of this company..."
"No! From the moment you defeated the Imperial Guards with one sword and saved us all, you are the only master of Demon Suppression Division! It is also our only belief!"
The eldest elder with a gray beard burst into tears and tremblingly took out a black brocade box hidden close to his body and wrapped in several layers of restrictions.
He held the brocade box in both hands, raised it above his head, knelt down for a few steps and came to Lin Feng, with his forehead on the ground.
"Lord Boss, this is what the old Boss left before his death. He said that this is Demon Suppression Division's last trump card, and it must not be used until life or death is at stake."
"He even said that if he couldn't find the 'destined' person, he would rather die in the soil than come to this world."
"Now... if it weren't for you, Demon Suppression Division would have died today. You are the destined one!"
"This thing should be returned to its original owner."
Lin Feng took the brocade box and opened it gently.
Lying quietly inside was a token as black as ink, made of something like gold but not gold, not jade but not jade. There were no complicated patterns on it, only an ancient word "" was engraved on it.
The word "Devil" is written with arrogant teeth and claws, and every stroke seems to be carved with a bloody sword. It seems to suck people's soul into it at a glance. It is full of Beyond Law and Heaven's domineering and arrogant.
"This is..." Lin Feng's heart moved, and he felt a familiar feeling of calling.
"This is [Demon Token]."
The elder explained in a very respectful tone, "When Master Demon-Sealing Immortal King created Demon Suppression Division, he left behind two core tokens. One is [Suppression Token], which represents management, order and protection. It was in the hands of the deputy chief before and was later given to you."
"And this piece [Demon Token] represents killing, destruction and strength. It is also another key to unlocking the ultimate treasure house of Demon Suppression Division - 'Demon-Sealing Tomb'."
"Only when [Suppression Token] and [Demon Token] become one can the door to true inheritance be opened."
"The ancestors once said: Those who hold two orders can command all the demons in the world, can inherit the mantle of Immortal King, and reverse the yin and yang!"
Lin Feng took out the coin [Demon Token], and then took out the coin [Suppression Token] he got before from his pocket.
The two tokens just came close.
"Buzz!"
There is no need for Lin Feng to activate at all. They are like long-lost lovers, instantly attracted to each other, and they stick together tightly with a "click" sound!
Great work of light!
The two tokens fit together perfectly to form a complete circular token, with "Suppressing Demons" engraved on one side and "Sealing Heaven" engraved on the other side.
A vicissitudes of time and majestic aura, smelling of gunpowder smoke from ancient battlefields, surged out of the token and rushed directly into Lin Feng's eyebrows, shocking his sea of consciousness.
At this moment, Lin Feng felt as if he had established a wonderful blood connection with this Azure Cloud Mountains, or even with some existence deep underground.
He could clearly sense that deep inside the base camp, there was a door that had been sealed for a long time, waiting for its owner to push it open.
"That's it..."
Lin Feng clenched the integration token in his hand, feeling the power contained in it, and glanced at the people kneeling on the ground with expectant expressions on their faces.
He knew that from today on, he was no longer a lone ranger.
What he took over was not just a token, but also a heavy responsibility and a group of brothers who were willing to die for him.
"Everyone, get up."
Lin Feng's voice was not loud, but it spread clearly throughout the audience, carrying an unquestionable majesty.
"Since you recognize me as Lord, I, Lin Feng, will put my words here."
"As long as I don't die, the Demon Suppression Division flag will never fall."
"The blood shed today will not be in vain. I will seek justice for those brothers who died."
"One day, I will lead you to kill Ninefold Heaven and trample that so-called Immortal Court... under my feet! Let no one in the world dare to bully me Demon Suppression Division!"
"Now..."
Lin Feng turned around and looked at the most secret place in the back hill, the entrance to the forbidden area that Liu Ming had to defend to the death, his eyes flashing with light.
"Follow me... open the treasure house! Get the inheritance!"