84: Chapter 84 Gathering Power, A Life-or-Death Escape

In less than ten minutes.

One, two, three... a total of eleven shadows of Bright Red Firebirds, trailing gorgeous flaming tails, all converged into the demon god emblem in Qin Feng's hand at the twentieth floor.

Light and shadow flickered upon the emblem.

A Bright Red Firebird.

Was etched onto it.

Revealing a lifelike image.

"I've killed these Whispering Syndrome Aberrants countless times already; slaughtering them all in one go now is quite a familiar task."

The image of the firebird met his eyes.

Qin Feng nodded with satisfaction.

He looked toward the corridor of the twentieth floor.

This time, he did not see the Aberrant Giant that usually guarded this place.

It seemed that as the power representing the Bright Red Firebird returned to the emblem, all the Whispering Syndrome Aberrant monsters would cease to exist and could finally rest in peace.

"This Bright Red Firebird seems to allow corpses to constantly 'resurrect'?"

Qin Feng's eyes flickered.

He thought pensively:

"To some extent, it's like the legendary Phoenix Nirvana, except the Nirvana power of this Bright Red Firebird leans more toward aberration and the supernatural."

Now was not the time for research.

Stowing the emblem away.

Qin Feng quickly observed the Ether Layer.

Within the Ether Layer.

Inside that Fox Demon Egg, eerie ink-like and blood-like fluid was still overflowing. It had completely filled the room and was frantically surging into the hallways, even showing a faint trend of penetrating into the Material Plane.

Qin Feng turned his eyes to look around.

The air had become damp and sticky.

The ceiling, walls, and hallway floor were actually growing flesh-like textures in a terrifying manner, stained with a deep red color full of a foul stench.

Tiny tentacles squirmed out from the blind spots of shadows, dense and numerous, as if wild grass were growing out of control.

"The pollution power within the Demon Egg has seeped into the Material Plane?"

Qin Feng suddenly felt the extreme urgency of time.

He had originally wanted to deliberate a few more times on his escape plan.

But now it seemed.

Time waits for no one.

He had to speed up!

"Swish!"

A "Hidden Body" was condensed by Qin Feng and placed near the window in the hallway of the twentieth floor on the Material Plane.

Simultaneously.

He condensed another "Hidden Body."

Under his mental control.

He made it walk into a safe spot in the Ether Layer to Hide.

Meanwhile, Qin Feng's main body took a large stride.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

He headed straight for the fifteenth floor!

...

"How many times have I been here now?"

Raccoon Apartments.

Material Plane.

At the fifteenth floor.

Looking at the stairs stretching downwards and staring into that pitch-black, heavy, lightless corridor, Qin Feng let out a long breath.

He knew that next... he would have one, and only one, chance!

No matter what he had gained before.

No matter what expectations he held for the future.

No matter how cautiously he struggled in this decaying city.

No matter how he yearned for that brilliant journey of the Martial Dao and the strong.

If he failed.

Everything would come to naught.

Just like the masses of the Lower City.

He would become an insignificant victim and a piece of scrap under an "accident."

Was he afraid?

To be honest.

Qin Feng was afraid.

Scared to death!

In the Lower City.

Many "accidents" happened every day.

The lowly, inferior people of the Lower City mostly died from various "accidents."

Qin Feng had heard an old man in the Lower City say.

Accidents.

For the people of the Lower City.

Were never side quests in life.

But the main quest that life must encounter.

Initially, regarding this accident he faced in the Raccoon Apartments, he held more of a "challenge dungeon" mindset because he was a transmigrator, he had a Golden Finger, he had the crimson cheat, and it seemed... he could pass through this crisis safely and soundly.

But...

Was this "accident"...

Really just a "dungeon"?

The Raccoon Apartments tenants who had aberrated into monsters... the Fox Demon who had gone insane just to seek the freedom of birthing a Demon Egg... the powerful Demon God who possessed irresistible power...

The Upper City rulers who were rotten to the core... the deep-scheming Martial Artist Lu Yunsong... Lu Qingran who had a flesh-and-blood mental illness... the Anatomy workers in the Rising Sun Behemoth Factory who insisted on going to work even if they were infected with pollution disease...

All sorts of scenes.

Flashed through his mind.

Qin Feng couldn't help but clench his fists.

He understood now that life never has any so-called dungeons; all those seemingly accidental side quests had already, under the force of fate, formed the main quest that decided life and death.

"If I can successfully escape this time, I'm damn well going to buy a beautiful service-type Flesh-and-blood Doll to reward myself!"

Qin Feng patted his own face.

Using a half-joking remark to let himself relax.

Then.

He took a deep breath.

And stepped onto the pitch-black stairs.

...

The blurred, non-geometric space once again seeped into his eyes, irregularly filling his vision, turning heaven and earth upside down, and separating head from body.

Under long-term training.

Qin Feng had already adapted.

He walked toward the end of the space with skilled ease.

Soon.

That crimson crescent moon once again met his eyes.

Also meeting his eyes.

Were the mountains of corpses and seas of blood floating behind the crescent moon, along with endless tentacles.

In a daze, a scarlet Demon Star seemed to rise slowly.

Qin Feng saw upon that Demon Star.

A flesh-and-blood cocoon as massive as a pillar.

Was emitting a pollution aura that was terrifying to the extreme!

It was constantly impacting the crimson crescent moon!

The power of the crimson crescent moon seemed precarious, unable to hold out for much longer; Qin Feng could even vaguely see marks like glass cracks spread across that crescent moon.

"If this continues, I'm afraid this part of the emblem power representing the crimson crescent moon will be completely dissipated."

"I'd better hurry and take it back."

Qin Feng took out the demon god emblem.

With one move.

He slapped it onto the crimson crescent moon in front of him.

The power possessed by this crimson crescent moon was very likely related to "sealing," "space," and "protection." Once the power dispersed, it might just teleport Qin Feng back again to "help" him stay away from danger.

That would be awkward.

So Qin Feng was prepared this time.

He directly took out the demon god emblem and let the emblem show its might.

"Thump-thump! Thump-thump!"

The emblem suddenly expanded.

Beating incessantly like a heart under strenuous exercise.

A mysterious suction.

Wafted out.

Entwining around the crimson crescent moon.

In almost an instant.

Whoosh!

The crimson crescent moon merged into the emblem.

At the same time, beneath that lifelike firebird, the shape of a crimson crescent moon was etched.

Qin Feng, however, had no time to observe.

At this very moment.

Without the obstruction of the crimson crescent moon.

Boom!

A giant tentacle, carrying a torrential amount of blood plasma, lunged forward. Its speed was faster than lightning, seemingly intent on flattening Qin Feng into a meat patty!

Fortunately, Qin Feng was prepared.

Swish!

With a thought, he activated "Hidden Body" and vanished from the spot in the blink of an eye, causing the giant tentacle to strike empty air.

But the giant tentacle soon sensed something.

With a slight sway.

Squelch!

It directly pierced through the surface space of the Material Plane and arrived in the Ether Layer, which served as the Inner World.

Within the Ether Layer.

The tentacle suddenly became larger and more numerous, constantly intertwining and weaving together. In the blink of an eye, amidst the distorted writhing, it transformed into a giant infant with an indescribable, mud-like face!

"Waaah!!"

The giant infant let out a shrill, piercing cry.

And lunged toward a certain direction.

Over there.

Qin Feng's figure was running at high speed.

He looked back and saw that giant, indescribable infant, and his face was immediately shrouded in deep gloom!