166: A game of strategy? Or a deadly attack?

The pressure of the Eighth Stage enveloped Liu Feng, who swayed like a lonely boat in a raging sea, as if he could be swallowed at any moment.

Liu Feng's expression remained unchanged, unaffected by the pressure. Instead, he smiled and spoke: "Old Man Qiu, do not waste your strength. Since I dare to appear here, you cannot kill me."

Old Man Qiu narrowed his eyes: "You certainly have a big mouth. Let us see about that!"

Boom!

He picked up a chess piece and flicked it with his finger!

The chess piece flew toward Liu Feng, carrying an aura capable of destroying heaven and earth!

The latter sighed, and then a scale rose from his palm.

Buzz!

An even more terrifying pressure radiated out, directly pinning the chess piece and shattering it into powder!

Liu Feng shook his head: "We are all fellow humans, why must you do this?"

Hearing this, Old Man Qiu immediately sneered: "Heh! Do not even think of comparing yourself to me. I am a human, but you—at best, you are a beast!"

What right does a traitor to the human race have to call themselves human?

Liu Feng was not angered by the words and smiled slightly: "Very well, it does not matter if I am human or not. Whether human or demon, everyone ultimately acts for themselves. I seek my own interests to become stronger; is there a problem with that? No. Look, how much stronger am I now than back then?"

As he spoke, he released his aura—he was actually at the Middle Seventh Stage!

Old Man Qiu narrowed his eyes: "You have truly lost your humanity just to increase your strength. Well done, Liu Feng!"

Liu Feng chuckled: "Humanity? What is that? Can it be eaten? I only know that in these end times, strength is king!"

Old Man Qiu snorted: "How pathetic. If your teacher saw you in this ghostly state, he would probably jump out of his coffin and beat you to death!"

Hearing this, a flash of pain crossed Liu Feng's eyes: "Shut up!"

Old Man Qiu sneered: "Oh? Getting worked up? Oh, right, I almost forgot. You killed your own teacher with your own hands. You are a real beast, Liu Feng!"

Liu Feng's face turned icy as he spoke coldly: "Since you are looking for death, I shall grant it to you!"

Buzz!

A terrifying phantom appeared on the field; Liu Feng had once again activated the Power of the Demon God!

One must know that this strike had instantly killed a Demon Lord back then!

"Heh! I wondered why you were so arrogant. It turns out you have gained the favor of the Demon God. You are just a fox borrowing the tiger's majesty!"

Old Man Qiu's mouth was full of sharp mockery, but his gaze turned solemn.

Although it was only a wisp of the Power of the Demon God, it was still from the Demon God! An existence that transcended the rules!

Even though he was at the Eighth Stage, he was not confident in dealing with it.

However, Old Man Qiu did not flinch at all. He released his entire aura, and his terrifying energy surged upward!

"Void Painting!"

Old Man Qiu extended a finger and began sketching in the void. After a moment, he drew a Landscape Painting!

Ancient and powerful energy poured out from the painting, and the space around Old Man Qiu became illusory!

A cold glint appeared in Liu Feng's eyes as he said indifferently, "Devour!"

Roar!

The terrifying beast phantom roared, and a horrific suction force erupted, aimed directly at Old Man Qiu!

Old Man Qiu dared not be careless. He raised his hand to channel the power of heaven and earth from the Landscape Painting to counter that devouring force!

But no matter how powerful Old Man Qiu was, he was still only at the Eighth Stage. Even a wisp of the Demon God's power was still the Power of the Demon God!

After the two sides clashed for over a dozen breaths, Old Man Qiu's power gradually disintegrated and was continuously devoured!

The Gluttonous God's greatest ability was devouring. As a Ninth Stage Demon God, it could devour all things!

Liu Feng's calm voice rang out: "It is useless. Even if you are at the Eighth Stage Peak, you cannot neutralize this technique!"

A ferocious look appeared in Old Man Qiu's eyes as he roared, "Even if I die, I will finish you off here!"

Hearing this, Liu Feng retreated some distance and sneered: "Old man, it was not easy to cultivate to the Eighth Stage. Why seek your own death?"

Old Man Qiu roared, his entire power exploding like thunder. At this moment, he was burning his very Essence!

His power rising, Old Man Qiu transformed into a streak of incredible energy and charged at Liu Feng!

Standing before the latter was the beast phantom of the Demon God!

Boom!

A massive explosion rang out, and the powerful shockwave sent Liu Feng flying hundreds of feet away!

At the same time, Old Man Qiu's body was also sent flying back, coughing up blood as he went!

His full-strength strike, fueled by burning his Essence, had only barely managed to break a sliver of the Power of the Demon God!

"Pfft!"

Old Man Qiu spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale and devoid of color!

Heavily wounded!

Liu Feng's blood was also churning, but he forcibly suppressed it.

His gaze fell on Old Man Qiu, and a hint of mockery appeared in his eyes: "You really are stubborn!"

To think he would try to kill him at any cost!

Old Man Qiu stared fixedly at Liu Feng: "Can you still use the Power of the Demon God?"

Hearing this, Liu Feng looked at the scale in his hand. It was now shattered and battered, with only one corner still radiating a daunting pressure.

He could use it at most one more time!

This sliver of the Power of the Demon God would likely kill Old Man Qiu, but it also meant losing his only trump card!

It was not worth it!

Liu Feng smiled: "I should be able to kill you."

Old Man Qiu grinned and then said: "So what? It would just be mutual destruction. You are a massive threat to humanity. Trading my life for your demise is worth it!"

Liu Feng frowned: "Old man, why be so persistent?"

Just then, he sensed something and turned to look.

"The Scarlet Demon has fallen!"

Liu Feng's gaze darkened. He saw Ten Thousand Dragons slaughtering the demon beasts on the battlefield—no, it was simply a massacre!

If the other party continued killing like that, the demon race would suffer heavy losses!

"Hahaha! Well done!"

Old Man Qiu naturally noticed this as well and let out a hearty laugh.

Liu Feng glanced at him and said: "It seems you were quite well-prepared."

Old Man Qiu mocked: "Heh, your scheme this time is nothing more than drawing water with a wicker basket—all for nothing!"

Liu Feng smiled: "They are just a bunch of cannon fodder. I never expected them to amount to much. Demon beasts are plentiful in the Demon Realm, but the Vital Energy lost by your human race is permanent."

Using the Chaotic Plains this time was also to test the human race and, furthermore, to deplete their strength.

As for whether it succeeded or not, it did not matter anymore.

Old Man Qiu frowned and snorted: "In that case, we will accept this 'gift' of yours!"

Liu Feng put away the Demon God fragment and waved his hand: "This exchange ends here. Consider yourself lucky. If I did not have another trump card, you would surely die. Take care of yourself!"

After speaking, he turned and vanished on the spot.

Watching Liu Feng leave, the coldness in Old Man Qiu's eyes gradually faded, and he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"That son of a bitch Liu Feng! He actually struck so ruthlessly... these old bones of mine are practically falling apart!"

Shaking his head, Old Man Qiu turned and left.

Peace returned to the field, as if nothing had ever happened.