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The monster transformed from the black coffin looked like a four-legged black snake with a human face, was two meters long, and exuded an extremely evil and poisonous aura.

After absorbing all the living things, corpses and evil spirits around it, it stared at Wang Zhifan on horseback with a pair of eyes as dark as the abyss.

Wang Zhifan also looked at this deeply hidden enemy, trying to determine what it was.

In its feeling, this monster was neither a creature of flesh and blood nor an energy body, but more like a twisted mixture of some kind of aura and rules, very strange.

Perhaps the monster was annoyed by being stared at by Wang Zhifan, so it launched an attack first.

Suddenly, its figure dissipated and turned into endless filthy evil energy that enveloped the entire mountain, blocking out the outside world.

Wang Zhifan was in the middle of it, as if he had gone from day to night in the blink of an eye. He could only hear eerie evil laughter coming from all around him, and many strange black shadows kept flashing around him. It seemed that he would be besieged and killed if he was not careful.

Even the red deer horse felt uneasy in this environment. It neighed a few times and stomped on the rocks on the ground with its front paws to remind Wang Zhifan to leave this place quickly.

But Wang Zhifan was still in the observation period of the enemy. He wanted to give the other side more opportunities to perform in order to obtain intelligence, so he immediately cancelled the summons to Chiluma and let this old friend who lacked combat ability leave first.

So, in the boundless darkness and evil spirit, Wang Zhifan landed on the ground and stood up swiftly, holding the sheathed Qingdi Sword in his hand and looking forward. He looked defenseless and relaxed, allowing the evil shadows of ghosts and ghosts around him to continue to brew.

Finally, his arrogant attitude made his opponent unable to hold back. In an instant, sharp claws formed by evil energy appeared in front of and behind him, up, down, left and right, and attacked his vital points in all directions at the same time.

If an ordinary person faced this kind of attack, he would definitely think of dodging as quickly as possible, because pure defense is not enough to protect all parts of the body. However, Wang Zhifan chose to do nothing. He still stood in a relaxed posture with his knife in hand, allowing all the ghost claw-like things to continue to approach him.

These things almost instantly covered his figure, forming a dark human shape, but what was surprising was that about half a second later, all the ghost hands suddenly withdrew collectively, revealing his upright figure that was unharmed and even unchanged.

Then he said calmly while holding the knife:

"Go on, you still have two chances."

The whole sentence was said very calmly, with a tone that sounded like he was not very interested and was enduring boredom, which made the existence in the darkness respond immediately:

"Good boy! You are the most arrogant person I have ever seen! But I like you! Hahaha!"

Amidst the crazy laughter, more evil spirits emerged from the darkness and condensed into the shape of a strange long tongue. The long tongue quickly attacked Wang Zhifan's face, with disgusting mucus dripping from the tip of the tongue.

It was obvious that this guy wanted to use his tongue to disgust Wang Zhifan, forcing him to choose between being disgusted and disobeying his words.

But this time, the long tongue couldn't get close to Wang Zhifan at all. It was intercepted out of thin air about ten feet away from Wang Zhifan and could not move forward at all.

"You have one more chance."

Wang Zhifan then spoke without any emotion, his voice piercing through the vast murderous aura around him, his figure still standing there defenseless and relaxed.

After experiencing two consecutive setbacks, the monster that had transformed into an unknown form and hidden in the darkness finally felt something was wrong and fell silent for a moment.

In fact, its first attack was just a test of Wang Zhifan, so it was not too strange that it was blocked by Wang Zhifan in an unknown way. However, the second attack with its long tongue seemed to be a teasing, but it used up most of its strength, but was easily blocked again, and was even blocked ten feet away from the target. It couldn't help but realize that this enemy might be stronger than it.

Seeing that his third move still had no effect on the enemy, the monster finally got angry and roared as he used his most powerful skill.

"Become my puppet! Arrogant boy! Infernal Coffin Prison!!!"

Along with a roar that shook the area within a radius of hundreds of miles, a black coffin larger than a mountain appeared out of thin air. When it appeared, it trapped Wang Zhifan in the center, and then the coffin lid slowly closed.

If someone were in this huge black coffin, he would find that the pressure he is facing at this moment is countless times more terrifying than the vortex of evil spirit that tore apart the mountain just now. It is simply like heaven and earth. Even an existence that can move freely in the vortex will be directly crushed to its knees.

However, Wang Zhifan, who was in the black coffin with the lid gradually closing, did not show any difference in feelings. He still stood upright with a knife in his hand, and even his brows were not wrinkled at all.

However, after the lid of the black coffin was more than half closed, he finally spoke in a calm tone:

"Is this all you have? It's my turn to take action."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand to the Qingdi Sword in his left hand, gripped the hilt tightly and pulled it out steadily. The moment the sword was completely out of the sheath, he immediately slashed at the boundless darkness in front of him without hesitation!

In an instant, the terrifying power of the law was fully released by his sword, breaking the barrier of space and penetrating the barrier of time, forming a phantom of a sword wheel that covered the sky and the sun, instantly breaking the black coffin that was larger than a mountain, and destroying the so-called hellish coffin prison like a rotten wood. The surrounding area within a radius of hundreds of miles turned directly into a vast expanse of white and flat, becoming extremely neat and clean.

Wang Zhifan's figure then slowly descended from the sky, standing on the vast flat ground he had created. He sheathed the Qingdi Sword again and looked somewhere in the distance.

In that direction, beyond the sight of ordinary people, a group of people were approaching rapidly. They seemed to be the more powerful humans in this world.

"They are probably locals who came here to hunt the guy just now, or they were attracted by the battle just now... Maybe we should contact them to get information."

Wang Zhifan thought about it, and then his figure flashed and arrived at a certain place across hundreds of miles.

Speaking of which, he really treated the battle just now as a joke. He actually played a turn-based game with the monster and even let the monster make the first three moves. Even if it was for the purpose of understanding the opponent's strength in detail, it seemed a bit frivolous.

Fortunately, the result was not bad. The monster that realized that he was stronger did not expect that his strength was so superior. It used its innate special move to kill it in one blow, and blasted it to pieces.

But it cannot be denied that Wang Zhifan was overdoing it. He originally planned to obtain more information from the monster, but now he can't even find a fragment of it.

The scene changes to the edge of the newly formed plain.

A group of five people, accompanied by a large black-haired dog, stopped to observe that the area where there should have been towering mountains had turned into an endless plain.

The leader was a tall old man in his sixties or seventies. He had high cheekbones and sharp eyes. He was wearing a woolen cloak. He looked across the open ground in front of him and sighed:

"The aura of the coffin demon has disappeared. It is very likely that it has been destroyed. This is good news... but the bad news is that a more powerful demon has descended on our homeland."

His words, coupled with the sudden changes in the mountains and rivers before their eyes, and the aftermath of the horrific and magnificent battle not long ago, caused the other four to fall silent.

After several seconds, a thin woman in black spoke:

"Master, the demon is very powerful, but with the help of the treasures left by the immortal, we will definitely be able to defeat it! Drive it out of our home!"

As she spoke, the woman reached for a silver gourd at her waist and held it tightly in her hand, as if as long as she had this thing, the so-called extremely powerful demon would not be a problem.

The other people also had similar actions as her. Some of them clenched the ruler in their hands, some pressed the book against their chest, and some took out an iron ball from their pocket. They all held at least one treasure of extraordinary origin.

After hearing this, the old man in the lead immediately let out a few laughs with complex meanings. There was vicissitudes, relief, and deep helplessness in his laughs.

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"Hehe... the immortal's gift has indeed protected us for many years... but it is already on the verge of reaching its limit and is about to leak everywhere... we can drive away three or two invading demons, but if there are several times more coming in, how should we deal with it?"

As he spoke, he raised his skinny finger and pointed toward the sky, but apart from the clouds that had been pushed away by the previous battle and were slowly closing in, there was nothing unusual to be seen in the sky.

"No! The immortal created our home, so he must have left a backup plan to protect it! Just like he left us treasures to slay demons! There will definitely be a way when the time comes!"

The thin woman in black immediately found a reason to respond and cheer everyone up.

Little did they know that the conversation between these strange locals was overheard by Wang Zhifan who was hiding nearby and he immediately deduced some information.

"That old man is called the owner of the manor. Could it be that they are from the Demon-Slaying Manor that I heard about on the road before? They also mentioned that demons invaded their homeland and that there were treasures left by immortals... Could they be talking about the secret legend of this place?"

While thinking, Wang Zhifan focused his attention on the treasures that the few people carried with them, which were suspected to be things left for them by immortals. He sensed that there were indeed certain laws of power on them, confirming that the immortals they were talking about might not be nonsense, but real people.

"We still need to confirm it carefully."

After thinking it over, Wang Zhifan felt that continuing to eavesdrop was too inefficient, so he took action silently.

He first used the power of the law of time stopping, causing the five people in front of him, including the big black-haired dog, to stagnate. Then he activated the insight ability of the legendary Thinker Necklace, invading their minds one by one to obtain the information he wanted.

The first target whose mind and memory were invaded was naturally the oldest owner of the manor. As soon as Wang Zhifan came into contact with his mind, he felt a large amount of world intelligence information coming at him, making him realize that he had chosen the right person.

In the old man's memory, Wang Zhifan discovered that the home they mentioned actually refers to the entire world, that is, the world where they live.

Such an unusual name comes from the inheritance from their ancestors.

According to tradition, the world they live in has an owner, and was created by an immortal. The immortal then moved their ancestors here from another world and told them that this would be their home from now on. The name of their homeland came from this.

Then there are the so-called demons. According to the information our ancestors obtained from the immortals, the demons are actually the local residents. They are powerful and evil, fighting all the time. When they find that the immortals have created a vast and peaceful world in their territory, they always want to invade, eager to destroy it and occupy it.

Fortunately, the immortal had taken this into consideration when he created the world. Because he was in a hurry to leave, he was unable to wipe out the widespread demons, so he chose to leave some power for the world he created to defend against the invasion of foreign demons.

On the one hand, he set up a solid defense for the whole world, so that even if powerful demons gathered together, they could not break the defense and enter. On the other hand, he considered that after years of vicissitudes, the power of the defense might be consumed, and the power of the demons might also improve, so he left hundreds of treasures with the power to kill demons for the residents inside, in case of emergency for the weak humans.

As a result, the passage of time proved that the immortal's original consideration was correct.

Only seven hundred years later, the demons outside their home world found a way to invade. Even though only one demon came in, this first demon still caused great harm to humans who had lived in peace for hundreds of years.

After experiencing pain, people remembered the horror of demons as told in the tradition, found the demon-slaying treasures that had been collected because they had no other use, successfully expelled the first demon that broke into their homes, and picked up the spirit of resistance.

Later, every three years or so, there would be a new round of foreign demon invasions. Each time, only one demon would appear, and after causing a certain amount of damage, it would be killed or expelled by humans who came with demon-killing treasures.

As a result, the home world has become somewhat dilapidated and withered, because over a long period of time, foreign demons may suddenly invade any place and mess up the local environment.

The Demon-Slaying Villa where the old man belongs is a place dedicated to storing demon-slaying treasures and training demon-slaying masters. Over the past hundreds of years, they have summed up their experience and made continuous progress, giving full play to the power of the immortal relics to eliminate the invading demons time and time again.

But there is bad news in recent decades, that is, the intervals between each invasion by foreign demons have begun to shorten, and more and more demons can come in, from one at a time to two or even three at a time.

The slight increase in the frequency and number of invasions is not the biggest problem. The biggest problem is that this trend of change indicates that the home world may soon be invaded in full force. (End of this chapter)