84: Chapter 84 This journey is one of eternal damnation, yet I, Lin, have no regrets!

Outside the Demon Locking Array, the atmosphere was so heavy it felt as if it could drip water.

Gold Rank Commander Xiao Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, his brow furrowed tightly. His deep eyes were fixed intently on the soaring Demonic Qi within the array. Even with his extensive experience, he felt a tingling sensation on his scalp at this moment.

"This... this is fucking insane! Even if they were on drugs, they shouldn't be this fierce!"

Po Jun, a man built like an iron tower, couldn't help but curse as he watched the hundreds of demons, acting as if they had gone mad, frantically slamming their heads, claws, and bodies against the golden light barrier.

He had been through countless battles; what kind of demons hadn't he seen?

There were those who feared no death, and those as cunning as foxes.

But he had never seen anything like this before: hundreds of them with blood-red eyes, emitting unintelligible roars, seemingly swearing not to stop until they smashed the array, charging regardless of any cost!

"Something is wrong!"

Hong Lian's alluring face was now filled with gravity. "The consciousness of these demons seems to have been stimulated by some strong force; they have completely lost their sanity! Look at their Demonic Qi—it's chaotic and frantic, not a normal state at all!"

Commander Xiao Xuan did not speak, but his expression grew increasingly grim.

He could feel that the True Qi consumption rate of the hundreds of Demon Slayers maintaining the entire array was far faster than anticipated!

If this trend continues, the array will surely break within half an hour!

By then, hundreds of powerful demons running wild outside the prefecture would be an unimaginable disaster!

However, what these big shots of the Demon Suppression Division did not know was...

At this moment, the demons inside the array were even more desperate and broken than they were.

"I'm not slamming anymore! If I keep hitting, my brains are going to spill out!"

A Blazing Mad Lion, the size of a small hill, was crying while slamming its head, which was as hard as a divine weapon, against the light barrier, while frantically roaring with its Divine Thought in the "Demon Chat Group."

"Whoever wants to slam, go ahead! I'm done! I want to go home!"

"You dare!"

As soon as it finished speaking, a yellow shadow wearing tattered Daoist robes, looking shifty-eyed, appeared above its head like a ghost.

Slap!

A crisp, loud slap struck the majestic face of the Blazing Mad Lion hard.

"What the hell are you barking about?! Didn't you eat?! Slam it harder for me!"

Huang Fugui stood on his hind legs, one front paw on his waist, pointing the other at the Blazing Mad Lion's nose, and cursed loudly.

"If you dare to slack off again, do you believe I will pluck all your fur out and make you a bald Blazing Mad Lion?!"

Blazing Mad Lion: "..."

It was a dignified Fourth-Rank Great Demon, a hegemon of Dongyang Prefecture, yet it was being lectured by some Yellow Weasel Demon that had popped out of nowhere, pointing at its nose, and it didn't dare to resist at all.

Because it knew very well that this seemingly wretched Yellow Weasel Demon was more than a level stronger than it!

Just a moment ago, a Third-Rank Ghost King who didn't believe it had talked back, and this guy had slapped its head into its chest with one claw; it was still trying to dig it out.

"And you lot!"

After scolding the Blazing Mad Lion, Huang Fugui scanned the other demons, monsters, and evil cultivators who were slacking off, and shrieked sharply: "All of you, buck up! Whoever dares to slack off today, don't blame me, Great Immortal Huang, for being heartless!"

"See that Old Devil Huanxi over there? He's quite old, yet he's leading by example and slamming harder than anyone! You young and strong ones, do you even have the face to slack off?!"

The Old Devil Huanxi who was named was an old Devil Head who looked kind and benevolent but was actually an evil man who practiced the art of plucking yin to nourish yang.

At this moment, he was slamming his bald head against the light barrier, tears and snot flowing, and upon hearing this, he was even more devastated.

He didn't want to either!

But if he didn't put in the effort, that Yellow Weasel Demon behind him would use its "Monkey Steals the Peach" technique, which it had learned from who knows where, to let him experience what true "Joyous Ascension" meant!

Thus, under the oppression of Huang Fugui, the "Devil Overseer," a scene both extremely ridiculous and tragic played out inside the Demon Locking Array.

A group of fierce demon overlords, who usually lorded over their own territories, had all become miserable laborers, each with tears in their eyes, desperately slamming against the impregnable golden cage in a tragic posture of "we are all struggling to live."

While slamming, they were still cursing frantically in the chat group.

"What the hell is this!"

"What happened to the plan of attacking from inside and outside to overthrow Qingzhou? How did it turn into digging our own graves?"

"There's a traitor among us!"

"...Watch your mouth. If we get banned, will you compensate us?"

Outside, the expressions of Commander Xiao Xuan and the others were grim to the extreme.

"This won't do! We can't let this continue!"

Po Jun's tiger-like eyes widened as he said in a deep voice: "Someone must go in, drag out the leader inciting the demons from behind, and behead them! Otherwise, once the array breaks, the consequences will be endless!"

However, everyone fell silent.

Go in?

That's easier said than done.

The Demonic Qi inside the array is soaring, and hundreds of demons are going collectively mad; even if a Divine Sea Realm expert like you went in, you'd likely be torn to shreds in an instant.

"I will go."

Just as everyone was at their wit's end, a calm voice suddenly rang out.

Everyone's gaze instinctively focused on the figure who had returned.

"Lin Feng, you..."

Commander Xiao Xuan's brow furrowed tightly. Although he admired Lin Feng's strength, he knew that rushing in now was tantamount to suicide.

"Commander."

Lin Feng bowed to Commander Xiao Xuan. For the first time, his handsome face showed an extremely serious, even somewhat resolute expression.

"Receiving the lord's salary, I must share the lord's worries. The Demon Suppression Division raises us for this very moment—to protect these thousands of common people!"

He slowly drew the crimson-black "Life-Slaying Blade," its edge reflecting a cold glint in the sunlight.

"Today, demons are wreaking havoc, and our Qingzhou is in peril. Though I, Lin Feng, am untalented, I am willing to use the blade in my hand to carve out a bright, clear world for you, Commander, and for the people of Qingzhou!"

"This journey may lead to eternal damnation, or I may die on the battlefield. But I, Lin Feng, have no regrets!"

How impassioned and resonant these words were!

That air of righteousness and the look of facing death without fear moved everyone present!

"What a 'no regrets'!"

"This is a true hero!"

"The wind howls, the Yi River is cold... If such a person were to perish here, it would truly be heaven jealous of talent."

"Everyone, buck up!"

Commander Xiao Xuan's voice broke the silence. His gaze was like lightning as he scanned the crowd and commanded word by word: "All units, be on alert! Be ready to support Lin Feng at any moment!"