Immemorial War God

The two girls spat out another mouthful of blood. After struggling for a bit, they quickly lost their spirit in Mo Feng's eyes.    

"Hmph."    

Sweeping a glance at his surroundings, Mo Feng coldly snorted, and disappeared from where he stood.    

"Roar, roar!"    

As soon as Mo Feng left, roars sounded out continuously, only to see strong star beasts rushing over, looking around vigilantly. After which, these star beasts excitedly rushed to the five girls and ate up their corpses.    

"Whew."    

In the dark, Mo Feng looked and let out a sigh of relief. He couldn't go far away from here in such a short amount of time, but luckily the star beasts here were extremely interested in human flesh. With the five women's corpses attracting these star beasts, he would be able to leave safely.    

"Yi, yi!"    

"Tsk tsk, this is too cruel. He doesn't know how to show mercy at all." When the people in the hall saw Mo Feng brutally kill the five women, with an expression of disbelief, they felt it was extremely unfortunate.    

However, if it was them, they would be even more merciless towards this situation than Mo Feng.    

"Hmph." The Ling Ji Ji Ji saw that Mo Feng had safely escaped with his face full of violence and snorted. He actually managed to dodge that, damn it, what kind of situation was needed to take his life!    

Yun Wenyue looked at Mo Feng's back, and the corners of her lips unconsciously raised into a smile, as if this was the result that she was most willing to see.    

"Shua!"    

Mo Feng frowned as he looked ahead and saw a completely different scene. In front of him were scorched black rocks, and occasionally, a small stream could be seen between the rocks, but this little stream was not made of water, but boiling hot lava!    

"Phew!"    

Mo Feng went deeper and deeper, the temperature getting hotter and hotter, perspiration beading on his forehead, and he continuously wiped it off. His mouth and tongue became dry, the temperature here was something that the strength of the Star Seal Realm could not withstand.    

"I have to hurry."    

Mo Feng increased his speed. If he did not leave this place quickly, even if there was no danger, he would be hot enough to immediately die from dehydration.    

"Whew, whew!"    

The temperature grew higher and higher, and sweat constantly dripped onto the rock, evaporating in an instant.    

"Dammit! Is this a test of the physical body?"    

Mo Feng thought, if it was only a test of the body, then this test was completely unnecessary, there must be another reason.    

whoosh whoosh *    

"Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!"    

raised his eyebrows, and continued forward. In front of him, was a huge basin, and even if there was no magma in the basin, he could feel a trace of coolness, and the temperature was obviously lower than it was in this area.    

A large group of people was gathered in the basin. These people were dressed like savages and wore very little clothes. They were all holding their weapons and roaring loudly, as if they were performing some kind of sacred ceremony.    

At the top of the stage, there was a guillotine constructed. Beside the guillotine, there was a sturdy looking man holding a large blade, constantly cutting off the heads of the people who were sent up the stage one by one, their heads rolling down from the stairs on the other side of the stage. Below them were already mountains of heads, while on the other side of the stage were piles of corpses.    

Mo Feng saw this scene and frowned. This kind of barbaric way of offering only existed in the uncivilized way of defense. From the looks of it, he was probably asking for rain.    

Mo Feng raised his head and looked at the scarlet red sky. Using the heads of so many innocent people to pray for rain could be said to be the most ignorant thing to do.    

"Gulp."    

Mo Feng swallowed his saliva. His lips had already cracked open, he turned and continued to look at the basin, only to see a huge vat in the middle of the basin. The vat was filled with water, but it was quickly evaporating.    

Mo Feng looked at the water jar, hesitated for a bit, then immediately jumped down. If he did not drink the water, he would become the first Star Imprint Warriors to die from thirst, and without water to replenish, he would not be able to leave this place.    

"Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!"    

The moment Mo Feng entered the basin, the people who were shouting saw him, and continued to raise their weapons while roaring as they approached Mo Feng.    

"Who are you? Leave quickly! Please spare our lives!"    

Mo Feng's footsteps paused as he looked at these people weirdly. To think that they would actually speak the common language, it seemed that they were not that uncivilized either.    

"Right now, I'm extremely thirsty. Please lend me some water to drink." Mo Feng cupped his fists, he did not have any thoughts of bothering with the sacrifices.    

"Didn't you hear me? "Scram!"    

One of them immediately roared, everyone pointed their weapons at Mo Feng, their faces filled with killing intent. If Mo Feng still did not leave, they would immediately take action.    

Mo Feng's expression changed, the expressionless man looked at them and spoke coldly:    

"Who do you think you are to make me scram?"    

"You're courting death!"    

Hearing Mo Feng's words, everyone became furious and rushed towards Mo Feng.    

"Stop!"    

Suddenly, there was an explosive shout. Everyone's movements suddenly stagnated as they turned their heads to look at the high platform. A man dressed in yellow came out of the pavilion.    

"You want to drink water to quench your thirst, don't you, stranger? This King can promise you, but This King wants you to do something for me. " The man spoke indifferently, but Mo Feng did not say anything, and the man's voice continued to ring:    

"You only need to go up on stage and help This King behead and pray for us. Not only will the vat of water be for you, we can also personally send you out of this place."    

Mo Feng turned his head to look at the people on the stairs, and instantly, all of their eyes were filled with despair and fatigue. There were old people, children, women with six bodies and all sorts of other people, but the only similarity was the ashen look on their faces.    

"You think that you're qualified for me to help you kill someone?" Mo Feng said coldly. How could a lowly country bumpkin have the right to order him to kill people?    

"How dare you!"    

The yellow clothed man's expression stiffened, while the person opposite of Mo Feng couldn't endure it anymore, and continued to attack Mo Feng while shouting.    

"Stop."    

The yellow clothed man bellowed once again, everyone was startled, they stared fiercely at Mo Feng, their teeth were itching with hatred, daring to speak to their king like that, he was truly worthy of a thousand deaths!    

"Strangers, we really need you to pray for the rain. How about this, you just need to come up and cut down ten people. Not only did I say earlier that you can do this, you can also take some of the gems here." As he spoke, the yellow-clothed man took out a treasure box and opened it. In an instant, the temperature of the entire basin rose.    

"Stones of Attributes."    

Mo Feng saw a strange light flash past his eyes. This box of Stones of Attributes had at least a thousand of them, which was a huge sum of wealth.