"W-What are you going to do?"
The demon cultivator's voice couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he felt a breath of death enveloping him. He couldn't help but regret in his heart. If he had known earlier, he would not have attacked him just because he was alone.
Fengjiu stared at him without saying a word, but the profound energy in her body surged. She thrust the broadsword in her hand into the ground. The next moment, her figure flashed, and she swung her fist with a powerful profound energy.
"Whoosh! Bang, bang, bang!"
The sound of fists falling could be heard one after another. The demon cultivator was stunned for a moment, unable to dodge, and was hit by Feng Jiu's punches that contained powerful hidden energy.
Each of those punches carried hidden power, and when they were thrown, it was like a heavy hammer hitting down. The dull thud was unusually clear, and occasionally, it was accompanied by the crisp crackling sound of broken bones.
"ah… "
The screams spread through the forest, startling the birds in the forest to flap their wings and fly away. Some monks in the forest heard the screams and had different expressions on their faces, but no one approached the source of the sound.
There are too many things like this. Sometimes, meddling in other people's affairs may only put oneself in danger. To survive in such a place, all they have to do is to keep themselves alive.
"Ah! Um..."
The screams became weaker and weaker. However, at this moment, Feng Jiu, who was very angry, stopped and stepped on the bruised and dying demon cultivator and asked, "Do you want to live?"
The demon cultivator who was already powerless to resist was startled when he heard this and quickly responded, "I want to! I want to!" The man in front of him was like a devil in his eyes. He thought he would be beaten to death. Since he asked this question, did he have a chance of survival
“Even if you want me to follow you, I will agree, as long as, as long as you spare my life and don’t kill me.” The demon cultivator looked at Fengjiu and said, with a strong will to survive in his eyes.
"I'm asking you, where is this place?" Fengjiu asked in a calm voice. Not only did she change her appearance, but her voice also became hoarse and full of masculinity.
Hearing this, the demon cultivator was stunned for a moment, as if he had not expected him to ask this. He pointed at Feng Jiu's foot that was stepping on his chest and said, "Can you, let me, let me sit up first?"
“Speak!” Feng Jiu’s voice sank and she increased the force on her feet. The demon cultivator groaned, a trace of blood flowed out of his mouth, and a trace of fear appeared in his eyes.
"I'll tell you. I'll tell you."
The demon cultivator spoke quickly, enduring the pain in his body, and said, "This is an extremely evil place, a place that was jointly set up by the four great immortal emperors. No one who enters here can leave. In this extremely evil place, there are eight evil men, each of whom has occupied eight hills here as their territory. These eight men have many cultivators under their command. If you follow them, in addition to having food to eat, your own safety can also be guaranteed. However, if you submit to them, you have to recognize them as your master. Therefore, some cultivators who do not want to be bound are scattered here and there, specializing in killing cultivators and robbing things for a living."
"Robbery for a living?"
She narrowed her eyes and stared at the demon cultivator, trying to determine the truth of what he said. Immortal Emperor? The old man once said that there were four Immortal Emperors on this continent, but they disappeared later. According to what the demon cultivator said, this place existed because those four Immortal Emperors carved it out and isolated it