Abyss Summoner

The process was perilous, but the rewards were always proportional to the sacrifices.

After sacrificing offerings that could only be described as terrifying, Chen Feng successfully tamed the Legendary Flame Demon, a terrifying creature named Matt, who now kneeled on one knee on the ground. The intimidating presence seemed to have burned away the surrounding oxygen, making ordinary people feel short of breath after a prolonged stay.

He was highly familiar with the bodily structure of Flame Demons, and more importantly, the other party had unreservedly revealed its will to Chen Feng, so the information belonging to the other party began to take shape in Chen Feng’s mind.

Flame Demon: Matt

Race: Demon

Faction: Lawful Evil [This is one of the few clear-minded beings among demons, without the fall into chaos, it can unleash even more terrifying power.]

Abilities: Body of Flame, Flame Whip, Envelop, Demon Skin, Soul Capturing Skill, Inspection Gaze.

Weapon Mastery: Decapitation Sword, Flaming Whip.

Special Ability: Command Demons [This is a powerful Demon Lord, seemingly fused with a strand of the Abyss’s will. It is the innate commander of demons, with lesser demons unable to offer any resistance at all.]

Undoubtedly, Matt was a born Demon Lord. Whether in bloodline or appearance, its coercion was far stronger than Flora’s. While Flora occasionally needed to use force to intimidate subordinates, Matt only needed to stand there to deter bordering demons from harboring ulterior motives.

Simply unbelievable.

This was a true powerhouse, possessing not only legendary-level strength but also over a hundred years of slaughtering skills. It was a killer born of flame, unanimously equivalent to strength.

Only at this moment did Chen Feng realize the terrifying extent of the other’s power. The other was not someone a rookie of legendary rank like him could contend against. In a one-on-one situation, Chen Feng wouldn’t last even ten minutes before being killed by the Decapitation Sword!

A true Demon Lord!

Chen Feng stood on the ground, uncharacteristically wearing a black outfit today, which accentuated his mystery and strength. Coupled with the demon lord kneeling beside him, Chen Feng looked like the embodiment of darkness, an unparalleled force emerging from the Abyss.

This was a scene worth documenting. If possible, Chen Feng wished more people could witness it. Unfortunately, due to the complexity of the Blood Sacrifice, Chen Feng had ordered at the outset that no one was to step even half a foot closer, making this undoubtedly a one-man theatrical stage of his own.

The allegiance of a Quasi-Epic hero, a being capable of running parallel with a Demigod Mummy, the lord of a fortress standing tall for a century.

Chen Feng’s gaze scrutinized Matt, ideas proliferating intricately in his mind. In comparison, Flora appeared to be a small shop, while the demon fortress held by Matt was comparable to a globally renowned building.

After holding ground for so many years, Matt obviously wasn’t the only legendary powerhouse in its vicinity. Besides, the number of Golden Demons and Silver Peak demons had also reached a fearsome level. In short, subduing the other meant far more than just obtaining a legendary ally; it meant Chen Feng gained a truly foundational force in the Abyss!

Chen Feng calculated with precision. Subduing Matt and securing the demon fortress was an idea that had gradually taken form in his mind a long time ago.

Of course, the human world wasn’t suitable for large-scale demon summoning. Such action would only be considered when Order suffered a catastrophic blow, when Chen Feng might opt to summon this terrifying army to equalize the destruction.

However, it had to be acknowledged that Chen Feng had added another card to his hand for safeguarding his life. No one wishes to discard their life, and the stronger the entity, the more they valued life. If Chen Feng ever harbored such a thought, as long as the other party wasn’t insane, they would find a way to halt and engage in a suitable negotiation.

Aside from Matt, the fall of Naraku was an unexpected reward as well. The other’s arrogance trapped it in a predicament, leading to its ultimate threat of personal retaliation at the Bone Plain for Saruman’s connivance with evil, which it voiced during its devourment by Saruman.

Chen Feng never paid this any heed.

To a Lich, any place with corpses was its realm of activity. Even if Naraku left the Bone Plain and later settled in the Human World, it still couldn’t harm it. Besides, each Evil God had their own territory. If memory serves, a powerful being resided in the Bone Plain as well.

Intruding on another’s domain and resorting to retaliatory slaughter would be deemed an offense by the other party. Naraku wasn’t truly invincible; having command over death didn’t equate to immortality. After all, that shadowy world housed many peculiar weapons and mighty warriors.

Even during idle chats, Chen Feng was well aware three legendary artifacts were said to be capable of obliterating Naraku, casting it into oblivion within the currents of history.

Evil Gods were even more enigmatic than Demon Lords. If the latter were ancient relics surviving hundreds of years, the former were living fossils, witnesses to the disappearance of one era and the rise of another. Time might have lost meaning to them by now, so Chen Feng feared that they might continue lurking and strike at the perfect opportunity.

Adding to that the conversion of a Fallen Angel, Chen Feng inadvertently provoked two formidable, divine-level entities. Luckily, as long as he refrains from venturing into their dominion, they wouldn’t retaliate personally before the surrounding fissures collapse, even with immense hatred.

This granted Chen Feng the opportunity to continuously fortify his strength.

Chen Feng stroked his chin, gazing at everything before him, while his thoughts drifted afar. After numerous dimensional wars, Chen Feng seemed to have gleaned certain principles.

Rather than anxiously defending against the arrival of those monsters, it’s better to personally lead the legion and seize everything needed when the situation is discovered.

If an accident really occurs, it’s entirely possible to carry out a mass summoning through the rift, calling Flora and Matt’s Demon Legion. Whether the demons will willingly return to the Abyss afterward is no longer a concern for Chen Feng, as he cannot be bothered to care about the enemy’s ecosystem.

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Gong Sect followed the main force off the ship. As one of the first survivors to embark, he was lucky enough to witness this historic moment.

The port was bustling with activity, with many ships still docked around. Occasionally, some people would take goods off the ships and transport them back to the city.

The surroundings were very clean.

Everyone was dressed quite decently.

This... this population is too dense, isn’t it?

Urged by the warriors, Gong Sect slowly made his way to his assigned room. Along the way, he grew more and more astonished, his face revealing an expression of disbelief.

This is a city different from Flower City!

Food in Flower City is not abundant. Although the upper class would give poor survivors some food daily, it would be meager by the time it reached ordinary people due to layers of exploitation.

Every era has its corrupt officials; this situation is unavoidable.

Order arose in chaos. The leader, being a demon from the Abyss, favored imposing severe punishment to establish the city’s order. Though this process resulted in more deaths, it also quelled most people’s courage to doubt and challenge. In the long run, this was a situation where benefits outweighed the drawbacks.

But not everyone is a reborn being. Flower City faced many dilemmas that other cities and countries would also encounter: the majority of wealth was concentrated in the hands of a few.

The polarization in Flower City was severe. Although ordinary people would receive daily expenses, it barely sustained life. As a result, most survivors wore lazy expressions on their faces.

But Order was different.

Everywhere was filled with a thriving atmosphere. Compared to the survivors in Flower City, who were more like walking corpses, the people here had genuine smiles of happiness on their faces.

It’s as though they’ve truly found joy here!

Trade is wealth!

Flower City was dead—a stagnant river from the start. But in constructing Order, a normal trade exchange had been established. People could contribute to the Order and receive exchange coins to buy what they desired.

Not just that, Gong Sect also noticed on arrival that the city had cleared huge fields on both sides, with verdant crops growing inside. This lively scene filled him and the survivors with more longing for the future.

Food!

After being tormented by the Beastmen for several months, their obsession with food had reached a compulsive state!

The expanse of this land is several times that of Flower City. Why can’t Flower City cultivate so much food?

Most astonishing was that besides the few humans working the fields, there were towering living trees, which, despite being trees, had the ability to move. This scene, without a doubt, left the survivors awestruck.

The trees were transformed by Du Men, and apart from defending against enemy invasions, their most crucial task was to assist with field cultivation.

From the moment he disembarked to entering the city, Gong Sect had already lost count of how many times he had shouted in surprise. This was a unique city, full of vitality and possibility. For a moment, Gong Sect even felt like he had returned to the days before the apocalypse; it was merely a trip between cities.

"Order!"

Gong Sect remembered the name of this city. It represented hope and also signified rebirth!

Everyone could find their own happiness here because this was a world created by the [Divine]. Gong Sect was utterly convinced of this!

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