Unrivaled Soldier in the City

As the Demon Lord spoke, an incomparably dark black mist emerged frantically with him at its center.

The black haze grew denser and eventually enveloped an area of over ten miles.

Including Old Mister Lin and others, their terrifying sword strike was also shrouded in this black mist.

When the black mist enveloped everyone, their vision darkened, losing all light in an instant, even their Perception was stripped away.

At this moment, everyone felt only one sensation: calm, an indescribable calm as the surroundings sunk into deathly silence.

Moreover, it was pitch-black, utterly dark, reaching out but not seeing anything, seeing only black.

While everyone couldn’t see, the terrifying blade glow slowly melted within the black mist, eventually vanishing completely without a trace.

"You should feel honored; you mere ants have forced me to unleash the Death Demon Domain. I must say, it’s your glory."

Looking at everyone in front, the Demon Lord spoke indifferently.

Because here, the Demon Lord could see everything clearly, only Old Mister Lin and the others couldn’t see.

The Demon Lord’s voice echoed from all directions, falling into everyone’s ears.

"Damn it, what have you done to us? Why can’t we see anything?!"

Someone shouted, their eyes full of anger, but more so uneasiness.

"What did I do to you? I can tell you, you’re going to die."

The Demon Lord said, laughing.

Next moment, he pointed a finger, causing a surge in the black mist.

Immediately after, the speaking man’s head was silently pierced through, his body falling to the ground.

And because no one could see or sense, no one noticed the man’s silent death.

"Let me tell you some unfortunate news, the person who just spoke is dead.

Didn’t you see?"

The Demon Lord laughed, his voice filled with a teasing tone.

Moreover, the Demon Lord wasn’t in a hurry; now everyone was under his control. Whoever he wanted to die would die instantly.

Besides, he wanted to see these people’s expressions before death—the fear, the panic; it would thrill him.

"Is there a way to break through?"

The Nameless elder asked through Sound Transmission.

For Old Mister Lin, Nameless elder, Nangong Wentian, etc., the six were together, very close, so they could still perceive each other’s presence,

After all, this black mist’s oppression of Perception was limited; it could suppress the perception of Five Energies Towards The Origin experts but couldn’t completely suppress the Nameless elder’s Perception.

"It’s very difficult. This resembles something like a Domain; we’re unlikely to harm him here.

Unless we use a power beyond the Demon Lord’s to shatter this Demon Domain, otherwise it’ll be challenging to break through!"

Old Mister Lin said solemnly.

Upon hearing this, everyone remained silent. They knew, if this was true, then what awaited them seemed only death!

"Why? Why aren’t you attacking? Come on!

Don’t you want to kill me? Come on, I’m standing right here; why aren’t you doing anything?"

The Demon Lord chuckled, his words full of mockery.

Seeing these people’s fearful yet hesitant faces, the Demon Lord felt a perverse thrill inside.

"Standing here waiting for death, rather than dying so miserably, I’d rather choose another way to die; perhaps this could break this thing!"

Someone said this.

Next moment, this person burned their Vitality to the edge, charging recklessly, then directly self-destructed!

A self-destructing Five Energies Towards The Origin expert could wound a Ninth Layer Ascent expert; the power of this Martial Artist’s self-destruction was clearly immense!

Seeing this, everyone was shocked, staring blankly; one living person just self-detonated like that?!

"Right, rather than dying miserably, self-destruction is better. Count me in!"

A Three Flowers Gathering at the Top expert shouted, then burned their life force to the extreme, self-destructing.

"Me too!"

Another three injured Martial Artists shouted, burning Vitality, and self-destructed!

In that instant, five or six experts self-destructed; the black mist began to tremble, seemingly unable to bear the explosive power unleashed at that moment.

Old Mister Lin and others watched; they opened their mouths to stop it, but when words came, they couldn’t speak. How could they stop it?!

"Esteemed seniors, you must hold on to the end; you’re the last hope.

We’re leaving, hoping to break this damned black mist!"

Someone shouted, striding forward, smiling as they self-destructed without fear, as if death was a release.

Subsequently, another five or six experts went forward, burning Vitality, exploding together.

Seeing this, Old Mister Lin and others’ hearts bled, eyes turning red, even their faces contorted.

Hands clenched into fists, causing nails to pierce skin without feeling.

"Ahh, Demon Lord, I’ll never stop until I die! I want to kill you!"

Old Mister Lin shouted madly, his eyes filled with intense killing intent, almost going berserk.

At this point, the Demon Lord’s face looked grim too; he hadn’t expected these people to be so mad, fearlessly self-detonating, unafraid of death!

And what worried the Demon Lord was, if they kept self-destructing like this, his Death Demon Domain might not withstand it.

"Damn it, I wanted to let you live longer, but it’s unnecessary. You shall all die!"

The Demon Lord snorted coldly.

Next moment, his hands danced, causing the surrounding black mist to crazily rotate, transforming into streams piercing the Martial Artists’ heads.

Some took this chance to self-destruct, leaving no chance for the Demon Lord.

In a split second, dozens self-destructed successively, and the black mist violently trembled.

Actually, the mist before everyone’s eyes slightly decreased, allowing them to see some things.

However, it was useless as the remaining ones were all brutally killed by the Demon Lord.

Now within the Death Demon Domain, apart from the Demon Lord, only Old Mister Lin and the six remained.

"Alright, only you six are left; now is the time to send you off!"

The Demon Lord said with cold indifference, then opened his five fingers, releasing dense black mist from his palm.