Lin Feng's Threat

After entering the Space Gate, Lin Feng and his group sped onward. Half an hour later, they encountered a team of otherworlders.

This otherworlder team had more than a hundred people and over twenty carriages.

The carriages were piled with exquisite, luxurious furniture, as well as all kinds of kitchenware—pots, bowls, ladles, and basins. Lin Feng even spotted five or six rice cookers.

What puzzled him was, what did they need rice cookers for in the Shenwu Continent?

Could they generate electricity with Soul Skills?

Quite a few of the furnishings were solid wood and exceptionally heavy. That was also why they had yet to evacuate.

The arrival of these uninvited guests had clearly caught the otherworlder team off guard. Their gazes were first blank, then turned terrified, and their originally orderly formation instantly fell into chaos.

"Run!"

An otherworlder man shouted. His reaction was the fastest.

While the others were still frozen in shock, he turned and ran without the slightest hesitation. But in the next instant, his figure abruptly vanished and appeared where Lin Feng had been standing. Green light flashed, blood gushed forth, and a savage head already transformed by Demon Transformation shot into the sky.

His reactions were fast, and so was his escape, but neither could compare to the Substitute Soul Skill.

Lin Feng slowly turned around to face the otherworlders rushing toward him.

Lin Feng was accustomed to opening with the Substitute Soul Skill. His seamless coordination with Yun Tianqi was like a signal for slaughter.

Before the head hit the ground, Yun Kai raised a hand. Dozens of glittering golden sword gleams rapidly condensed in the air, slicing through the sky with piercing whistles and drawing arcs as they pierced the bodies of more than ten otherworlders.

Amid the chaos, Ye Xing, already