159: Ten Generals

However, at that very instant, Han Fei precisely positioned the Void Rift directly in the path of the incoming punch.

With a deafening roar, the Earth Armor Demon General's world-shattering blow, upon touching the rift, seemed to be swallowed by some mysterious force, silently vanishing into the abyss of the Void Realm.

A commanding aura emanated from the vast shadow cast by the Earth Armor Demon General's immense body, its rock-like skin appearing impregnable under the battlefield's fiery glow.

Evidently, he had not anticipated his meticulously planned attack would be so easily evaded by the opponent; for a moment, surprise and fury intertwined on his grotesque face, his pupils flickering with disbelief.

Han Fei, moving like a nimble leopard, seized the opponent's fleeting moment of astonishment, deftly darting through the narrow gap created by the Earth Armor Demon General's attack's aftershocks, like a phantom traversing the night, silently approaching the Demon General's seemingly impenetrable flank.

Concentrating all his demonic power, Han Fei unleashed a palm strike, his strength erupting like a long-dormant tempest.

Where his palm passed, the air was compressed into visible vortices, and demonic power converged into a surging shockwave that violently struck the Earth Armor Demon General's iron-hard abdomen. The force was so immense that the ground trembled, kicking up a cloud of dust.

However, although the Earth Armor Demon General's massive body swayed slightly from this sudden impact, showing a rare hint of shock, the thick armor covering him seemed to possess a will of its own, stubbornly resisting most of the damage, with no obvious cracks, demonstrating its impenetrable defense.

The Earth Armor Demon General slowly turned his massive head, his deep eyes seemingly able to see into hearts, containing not just anger, but also the disdain and warning of an ancient creature towards a challenger.

His gaze seemed to silently ask, how dare a mere ant disrespect the power of an eternal rock wall?

Subsequently, he once again swung his mountain-heavy fist, the air tearing with a whistling sound from the force, but Han Fei, relying on movements swifter than a cunning rabbit, weaved and dodged between thefist shadows. Although not directly hit, the continuous evasion had secretly begun to deplete his stamina.

He knew that merely relying on stamina to contend with this behemoth was undoubtedly digging his own grave; he had to find that decisive weakness.

Just as Han Fei was fully focused on the Earth Armor Demon General, an even more troublesome threat suddenly appeared.

From the flank, a biting cold wind suddenly swirled up. The Wind Blade Demon General, with unparalleled speed, sliced through the Void Realm. His form was like a wraith in the night, appearing and disappearing, each appearance accompanied by the subtle sound of space being cut by his sharp arms—a sharpness that could solidify the air.

Even with his superhuman intuition and speed, Han Fei could only barely maneuver around the edges of these wind blades capable of tearing through all things. Each perilous dodge filled him with shock; this battle seemed even more difficult than anticipated.

The Wind Blade Demon General was not only ghostly in form, but his speed was also incredibly fast. Any direct confrontation strategy seemed as fragile as thin paper before him, collapsing at a touch.

Facing this unprecedented challenge, a look of determination flashed in Han Fei's eyes. He decided to abandon conventional methods and use a secret technique—the "Time Cage"—hoping to temporarily freeze the rampant pace of this swift king of the Demon Realm.

Han Fei extended his slender fingers and slowly drew a complex trajectory in the Void Realm. The movement was light and precise, like an artist's first stroke on a blank canvas, containing the power to change the world.

As his fingertip slid, the surrounding air seemed to instantly solidify by some invisible force, even the dust motes in the air froze mid-air, and the entire space fell into an indescribable stillness.

Time, at this moment, seemed to be firmly pulled by an invisible hand, its flow becoming slow and heavy, like a river frozen in winter.

The Wind Blade Demon General, a Demon Race general always proud of his speed, felt an unprecedented restraint for the first time.

He was originally an Incarnation of wind, able to traverse thousands of mountains and rivers in the blink of an eye, but now he seemed to have fallen into an invisible quagmire. Every step he took was like dragging a thousand jin of weight, and the subtle but urgent sound of wind, his struggle, echoed in the air—the anger and unwillingness of having his speed stripped away.

Perceiving his proud ability being so easily suppressed, the Wind Blade Demon General's eyes nearly spat fire. He mobilized all the Wind Elementals power within his body, attempting to break through this spatiotemporal shackles with the roar of a hurricane.

A storm gathered around him, forming rotating cyclones, but the power of the Time Cage was too strong. Those storms were like being bounced back by an invisible wall, to no avail.

No matter how hard he struggled, his once lightning-fast speed now seemed so out of reach.

In this brief moment of delay, Han Fei wasted no time. He took a deep breath, rapidly formed hand seals, and immediately, a dazzling Aurora Slash came into being. This light blade was not only incomparably sharp but also carried a fierce wind that tore through all obstacles, like the brightest star trail in the sky, piercing through the stagnant time and space, heading straight for the Wind Blade Demon General.

Despite the Wind Blade Demon General's desperate struggle to escape this fatal blow, the Time Cage's restriction slowed his movements. The light blade, as if alive, accurately penetrated his defenses. Accompanied by a shrill wail, the Wind Blade Demon General's massive body trembled, pain and unwillingness intertwined in his eyes.

But at this moment, the Wind Blade Demon General, a battle-hardened A-Rank Expert, even under the absolute suppression of the Time Cage, showed no sign of submission.

His eyes gleamed with an unyielding light, like a battle flag on an ancient battlefield, enduring wind and rain without ever falling.

The Wind Blade Demon General mobilized every trace of Wind Elementals power around him. These elements seemed to sense their master's determination, gathering frantically, forming a rotating storm around him.

Within the storm, the shackles of the Time Cage seemed to let out an unwilling whimper, then suddenly shattered under an irresistible force. The Wind Blade Demon General, seizing this moment of freedom, shot towards Han Fei like a sharp arrow in a gale, at a speed beyond visual limits.

Han Fei's heart tightened. He hadn't expected the Wind Blade Demon General to unleash such an astonishing counterattack under such a disadvantage.

He agilely leaped back, while his fingers flew, twisting space under his control. A deep Void Rift, like a black hole suddenly torn open in the night sky, attempted to swallow the approaching storm's fury.

But this action seemed to have been within the Wind Blade Demon General's calculations. His figure was elusive, like a phantom in the wind, subtly shifting direction, not only avoiding the Void Realm's engulfment but also, in a flash, unleashing a wind blade imbued with destructive power, aimed directly at Han Fei's heart.

Han Fei's reaction was also extremely swift. He twisted his body, dodging the fatal blow by mere millimeters, but even so, the wind blade, as sharp as a razor, lightly grazed his flank, leaving a wound deep enough to expose bone.

Blood slowly flowed from the wound, staining his clothes.

Pain surged like a tide, but he endured it, his face contorted in agony, yet he remained calm, quickly putting distance between himself and the Wind Blade Demon General. Just at this critical moment of life-and-death struggle, an even more oppressive and cold aura than before silently spread from the darkness.

The Poison Snake Demon General, a Demon Realm expert known for stealth and ambush, silently appeared from the shadows. His eyes glowed with an eerie green light, like eyes peering from the abyss, cold and deadly.

Han Fei keenly caught this omen of death and unhesitatingly activated "Soul Vortex." With a low chant, a swirling black vortex, seemingly capable of devouring everything, rapidly formed around him. The vortex seemed to contain the power of ancient black holes, not only able to drag material existence into nothingness but also possessing the ability to stir fear deep within the Soul.

The Poison Snake Demon General and the Shadow Demon General, two elite Demon Realm warriors, instantly became disoriented before this sudden Soul Vortex. Their Soul fluctuations became chaotic, and their body movements became clumsy and uncoordinated, as if they had fallen into an endless nightmare.

At this moment, Han Fei keenly seized the opportunity to counterattack. He took advantage of the excellent timing when the Poison Snake Demon General was restrained and slowed by the Soul Vortex. His spiritual power surged within him, gathering at his fingertips, and he once again unleashed the astonishing Aurora Slash.

As he brandished his arm, a dazzling light blade, like the brightest aurora in the sky, tore through the air, heading straight for the Poison Snake Demon General's vital point.

Although the Demon General knew something was wrong and desperately tried to dodge, the Soul Vortex, like shackles, entangled him, making his movements slow and clumsy. He could only watch as the light blade fiercely struck his scaly body.

Instantly, a heart-wrenching hiss echoed through the sky. Blood gushed like a spring from the Demon General's wound, staining the surrounding ground.

Before the Poison Snake Demon General could catch his breath, Han Fei was already pressing his advantage. He was well-versed in the art of combat, allowing his opponent not a moment's respite. He flipped his hands, and the thunder and lightning of heaven and earth seemed to obey his summons, threads of it merging into the next light blade. The light blade became even more dazzling, carrying a thunderous roar, heading straight for the Poison Snake Demon General's head.

This thunderous blow was too much for the Poison Snake Demon General to bear. His massive body twitched violently, then crashed to the ground, no longer showing any signs of life.

However, on the other side of the battlefield, the Shadow Demon General displayed extraordinary resilience and cunning amidst the Chaos of the Soul Vortex.

His figure was like a phantom in the night, maintaining eerie mobility under the cover of shadows, appearing and disappearing, making him elusive.

Han Fei knew this was a more formidable opponent. He shed all complacency, his mind as sharp as iron, and began to skillfully manipulate the power of the Soul vortex, gradually guiding this invisible force towards the Shadow Demon General's hidden position, intending to force him out.

Just then, Han Fei unleashed Aurora Slash for the third time. This time, the light blade was as swift as lightning and incomparably sharp, tearing through the air directly towards the Shadow Demon General's phantom.

But the Demon General was extremely cunning, his figure abruptly dissipating into nothingness just as the light blade was about to touch him, leaving behind a fleeting afterimage.

In that split second of relaxation, a bone-chilling sensation suddenly rose from behind Han Fei. His internal alarm bells rang loudly, and he instinctively turned to react, but the Shadow Demon General's speed was astonishing. His sharp blade had already pierced Han Fei's shoulder blade, and excruciating pain surged like a tide, causing him to frown deeply and clench his teeth.

Enduring the intense pain, Han Fei, with his tenacious will and rich combat experience, leveraged the momentum of his turn to counterattack, forcefully repelling the Shadow Demon General several steps with a thunderous strike, gaining himself precious breathing room.

On Han Fei's shoulder, a grotesque wound, like an open mouth, continuously gushed crimson blood, staining half of his clothes.

The excruciating pain, like a venomous snake's bite, spread wildly along his nerve endings, yet the resolve in his eyes did not waver for a moment. In this moment of life and death, Han Fei knew that any hesitation could become a fatal prelude. He gritted his teeth, his inner demonic power and Mental Energy surging and merging, like two turbulent rivers converging, jointly propelling the ultimate technique he was about to unleash—Aurora Slash.

This time, Aurora Slash was no longer a simple light blade, but the Incarnation of Han Fei's will, his determination to protect this land at all costs.

The moment the light blade sliced through the air, even the air itself was purified by this pure power, leaving an invisible trajectory, like the brightest dawn before sunrise, silent yet deadly.

The Shadow Demon General, once a hunter who freely traversed the darkness, showed a flicker of surprise in his eyes when faced with this sudden intense light, but he had nowhere to hide.

The light blade struck with the precision of divine punishment, silently piercing his head. In an instant, the Shadow Demon General's phantom figure shattered into a myriad of pieces, finally dissipating into the wind, leaving only faint magical afterglow to prove his former existence.

As the battle concluded, Han Fei quickly adjusted his breathing, enduring his body's fatigue and injuries. He rapidly formed hand seals, and a gentle glow emanated from his palm, slowly covering the still bleeding wound, temporarily staunching the flow. However, before he could fully savor the joy of victory, the ground began to tremble, signaling the arrival of a new enemy.

It was a colossal being named "Steel Demon General." With every step it took, the earth seemed to groan in pain. Its body was composed of an unknown metal, gleaming with a cold metallic luster, like an undefeated War God who had walked out of an ancient battlefield.

Unlike the cunning of the Shadow Demon General, the Steel Demon General exuded an undeniable sense of power. The heavy pressure it emitted seemed to make the surrounding air dense. Han Fei knew that this battle would be the ultimate test of his strength and wisdom, because the enemy before him was almost indestructible through brute force alone.

The Steel Demon General slowly raised its massive fist, a fist so large it could easily crush a small mountain.

As it swung, the air was ruthlessly compressed, erupting in a piercing sonic boom, like thunder in the sky, heralding the arrival of a storm. Han Fei's agile figure flashed, attempting to evade this powerful blow, but unexpectedly, the Steel Demon General's movements were remarkably swift. The iron fist grazed his clothes; although it didn't directly hit him, the accompanying strong wind and air current still made Han Fei feel like a small boat tossed by giant waves. His body swayed uncontrollably, and a sudden wave of dizziness struck him, nearly causing him to lose his footing.

At this moment, the surrounding air seemed to solidify. The clouds in the sky appeared to be drawn by an invisible force, slowly rotating to form a vortex-like black hole, dimming the light of the sun and moon by a few degrees.

Han Fei was surrounded by tiny Star Power particles. They emerged from nothingness as if summoned, gathering around him to form a dazzling halo that illuminated the dim battlefield.

As Han Fei slowly raised his hands, the cluster of Star Power particles suddenly accelerated their rotation, their density and brightness continuously increasing until they transformed into a brilliant Starfall image, suspended between the two. Han Fei opened his eyes, his gaze firm and profound, like the brightest star in the night sky. He softly uttered the last syllable of the incantation, and the entire world seemed to hold its breath at this moment.

"Perish, Starfall!"

Before he finished speaking, the Starfall image, condensed from pure Star Power, suddenly burst forth with dazzling light, then transformed into a streak of light, carrying with it world-destroying power, Transmigration through the Void Realm, directly charging towards the cold and merciless Steel Demon General.

The air shrieked as it was torn apart by this force, and space itself seemed to tremble under its power. All was silent, awaiting the impact of this strike.

Facing this sudden turn of events, the Steel Demon General showed a hint of surprise for the first time, but it was quickly replaced by battle instinct. It roared, and layers of flowing light emanated from its entire steel armor, clearly preparing to fully withstand this unprecedented assault.

However, could the power of "Starfall" be resisted by mere mortal steel? The moment the starlight touched the armor, time seemed to stand still. Then, a deafening explosion ripped through the battlefield. Shockwaves spread like a tide, the earth trembled, dust rolled, and everything around was enveloped in Chaos.

As the dust gradually settled, a massive crater appeared on the battlefield, with only scattered fragments remaining around it, bearing witness to the terrifying destructive power of that strike.

Han Fei stood in place, his breathing slightly hurried. Clearly, this "Starfall" was no small burden for him, but his eyes were filled with unprecedented determination and confidence, as if any challenge would vanish before this Stellar power.

However, the Steel Demon General charged out again, with little external damage except for a bit of dust on its body.

"I refuse to believe I can't break your shell!"

As time seemed to freeze, the air around Han Fei appeared to be drawn by an invisible force field. As he slowly and firmly pressed his hands together, the surrounding Star Power seemed to hear a silent summons, gathering in wisps, gradually converging in his palm.

There, these ethereal powers slowly condensed and intertwined, ultimately transforming into a miniature cosmic wonder—a light orb, small and brilliant, seemingly containing the trajectories of celestial bodies, the accumulation and eruption of billions of years of time, all condensed within this small space.

When this light orb reached Perfection, Han Fei suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze as sharp as a cold star, containing not only the determination to fight but also fearlessness in the face of unknown destiny.

Using his palm as a conduit, he poured all his Qi into it. The Starfall light orb, as if imbued with life, instantly shot out, streaking across the sky like the most dazzling meteor in the night, traversing the battlefield, leaving a series of sharp and resonant wind howls—the lament of extremely compressed air, and a declaration of power.

The Steel Demon General, this colossal being made of hard metal, displayed extraordinary vigilance in the face of this sudden crisis.

It abruptly raised its arms, intending to use its indestructible armor to withstand the blow; however, that confidence was quickly shattered by the impending catastrophe.

The moment the Starfall light orb collided with the Steel Demon General's armor, a brilliant light erupted, brighter than the sun. The entire space seemed to stand still at that moment, followed by a small stellar explosion.

The shockwave generated by the explosion surged like a furious tide, sweeping across the entire battlefield. The light was so bright it was unbearable to look at, and in a daze, it felt as if all existence between heaven and earth would be swallowed by this sudden radiance.

Under the effect of this terrifying force, Han Fei's body involuntarily recoiled several steps, his boot soles scraping the ground with a harsh sound. He struggled to stand firm, his eyes fixed on the front, where in the center of the light, the dust gradually dissipated, and the Steel Demon General's silhouette slowly became clear from the blur.

Although the Starfall explosion displayed astonishing destructive power, the Steel Demon General's body, like an ancient deity, still stood proudly even under such a fierce attack. Its armor, though cracked in many places, revealed the dark red internal mechanism beneath, but its indomitable and tenacious spirit seemed to be etched into every inch of its metal.

The Battle Intent in his eyes grew even stronger, as if the previous attack had not made him fearful but had instead ignited a deeper desire for battle. Thus, this body of steel, with even wilder and undeniable power, charged towards Han Fei again, its roaring Battle Intent echoing between heaven and earth.

Han Fei's heartstrings were taut, the strange fluctuation from behind him like an unsettling shadow, silently penetrating the tense battle atmosphere.

He secretly marveled that even after countless life-and-death struggles, this sudden change still made his heart pound. At the critical moment when he was about to activate "Void Rift," time seemed to freeze, every second stretched by an invisible force, filled with uncertainty and danger.

In this flash of lightning, a gentle yet ineffably enchanting light and shadow silently embraced him, like soft waves under the moonlight, or the hazy mist at dawn, both real and illusory.

Han Fei felt the surrounding air become viscous, and time and space began to twist and dislocate in his perception, as if he had stepped into a dream woven by the Illusion Demon General—Mili.

The dream was hazy, unable to discern the past, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.