"What!"
Liu Feng's expression changed slightly. Just as he was about to throw another punch, his fist was suddenly pushed back by an opposing force.
Liu Feng retreated, and the figure within the yin energy slowly emerged.
The figure had crimson skin, and a pair of terrifying ghost horns. A smile revealed two fangs, "This human world's air is so good. I can already smell the food."
"Old Greedy, you're quite fast." Immediately after, seventeen more figures walked out.
Seventeen Ghost Kings!
Liu Feng's brows furrowed. These seventeen Ghost Kings were not like the ones encountered on Ghost Street last time.
These were genuine Ghost Kings with hundreds of years of cultivation.
One of the Ghost Kings tilted its neck, producing a crisp cracking sound of bones. "Boys, come out!"
As soon as the words fell, countless evil spirits poured out from the magic array, instantly filling the entire mountainside with them.
The leading Ghost King glanced at Liu Feng and then at Shen Tianming, "Do you want me to help deal with this guy?"
Shen Tianming looked at Liu Feng and shook his head, "No need. As long as you keep your promise and help me, that's enough."
The leading Ghost King nodded, "We made a pact with you back then. Once the seal was broken, we agreed to help you. We won't go back on our word. However, not today. It's been a long time since I tasted meat."
After speaking, the leading Ghost King turned to the assembled evil spirits, "Boys, feast today. Turn this place into a living hell!"
With a command, countless evil spirits erupted in excited laughter. Like ants swarming out of their nest, they densely packed and rushed down the mountain.
Liu Feng watched the unfolding situation with a helpless shake of his head.
Within three days, this place would surely be ravaged, becoming a new hell on earth.
Shen Tianming looked at Liu Feng and smiled faintly, "What do you say? There's no point in you staying here now. Are you still going to fight?"
Liu Feng spread his hands helplessly, "There's nothing I can do. The array has already been opened. Even if I wanted to stop it now, my heart is willing but my strength is insufficient. However..."
Liu Feng's tone shifted as he looked at the leading Ghost King who was about to leave, "I don't like people acting superior."
The leading Ghost King stopped and looked at Liu Feng, a sneer appearing on its lips, "This is interesting. In hell, no one has dared to speak to me like that."
The leading Ghost King's original name was Wei Zhentian. He was the boss of the seventh layer of hell, his strength unshakeable by anyone. He was the undisputed king of the seventh layer, known as King Wei Tian.
"Coincidentally, in this human world, no one dares to speak to me like that either," Liu Feng retorted with a grin, not backing down.
The man and the ghost locked eyes, both feeling the urge to kill the other.
Liu Feng clenched his fists, his eyes narrowed, already harboring murderous intent.
Ghost Kings of this caliber were not comparable to ordinary Ghost Kings. Their strength could even contend against five or more ordinary Ghost Kings single-handedly.
But that was all.
"Kid, do you want this king to let you have two moves..."
Before King Wei Tian could finish speaking, Liu Feng had already clenched his fist and attacked.
Wei Zhentian had initially intended to not defend and let Liu Feng land a punch. However, seeing the punch that seemed to shatter the surrounding air, he sensed danger and instinctively raised his hands, crossing them in front of his chest to block.
*Bang!!*
The fierce punch landed squarely on Wei Zhentian's arm.
Wei Zhentian's expression jolted, and he was sent flying backward, his face filled with disbelief.
This guy's strength is actually this immense.
The other Ghost Kings behind him were also somewhat incredulous at the sight.
Wei Zhentian's strength was unshakeable by anyone in hell. This guy managed to push him back several meters with a single punch.
The Ghost Kings exchanged glances and prepared to step forward to assist.
Under the combined assault of over a dozen Ghost Kings, even a god descending to earth might not be able to withstand it.
Liu Feng, seeing the Ghost Kings behind him preparing to attack, felt a twinge of nervousness.
With more than ten Ghost Kings attacking simultaneously, he truly had no certainty of victory. However, escaping was more than enough.
Just as the Ghost Kings were rubbing their hands together, ready to act, Shen Tianming suddenly called out, "You are not allowed to touch this person."
Upon hearing Shen Tianming's words, the Ghost Kings behind him stopped in their tracks and looked at Wei Zhentian in front.
Wei Zhentian, hearing Shen Tianming's order, felt a surge of anger but suppressed it.
If not for Shen Tianming, they would still be confined to the seventh layer of hell.
"Fine." Wei Zhentian retracted his hands, intending to let the matter rest.
"You think I'm a pushover just because you say so?" Liu Feng clenched his fist and struck at Wei Zhentian again.
Seeing this, Shen Tianming quickly flashed forward, appearing in front of Wei Zhentian and grabbing Liu Feng's incoming fist.
Liu Feng's eyes were icy, and his voice carried a killing intent, "Are you planning to help him?"
Shen Tianming's expression turned slightly grim, "We've been friends for hundreds of years. Can you do me a favor?"
Liu Feng could only reluctantly retract his fist. If they had truly attacked together, he wouldn't have been able to kill this guy.
Wei Zhentian behind them suddenly roared in fury, "Damn it, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
"Shen Tianming, move aside. I want to see..." Before Wei Zhentian could finish speaking, Shen Tianming suddenly turned his head, his killing intent causing Wei Zhentian to tremble.
"I can let you out, and I can put you back in!" Shen Tianming's words were like a tranquilizer, instantly extinguishing the rage in Wei Zhentian's heart.
Wei Zhentian could sense that Shen Tianming's words were by no means an exaggeration.