Chapter 1938 - 1937: Incredibly Smooth Success

Chapter 1938: Chapter 1937: Incredibly Smooth Success

"Capture them."

The group of minotaurs saw the bait made up of Ouyang Qiuhai, Ran Yue, and Shadow, without suspecting it might be a trap at all. Under the call of the leading minotaur leader, nearly a hundred of them from the logging team rushed into the forest.

Ouyang Qiuhai glanced back at the minotaurs chasing into the forest, feeling a bit speechless. She had already planned that if she couldn’t lure these minotaurs, she might have to sacrifice herself early and put on a show.

Although of different races, she thought her beauty should be able to transcend racial boundaries. However, none of her countless contingencies came in handy; as soon as they showed themselves, these minotaurs charged like gamblers seeing money.

"Hurry, don’t let them escape."

The minotaur leader, seeing the three women running wildly ahead, shouted loudly, ordering his subordinates to encircle them.

Ouyang Qiuhai and the other two led the minotaurs directly into the predetermined encirclement and slowed down while the circling minotaurs flanked and trapped them.

The leading minotaur stepped forward through the path made by his subordinates, looking at the three women of Ouyang Qiuhai and said in human language:

"Heh heh, run, why don’t you keep running."

Ouyang Qiuhai looked at the minotaur acting like a bully teasing good women and sighed, "Are you all idiots? Haven’t you noticed we did this on purpose?"

The minotaur leader was slightly surprised, glancing over Ouyang Qiuhai, who was dressed in torn clothes, her skin exposed, but her face was calm.

"On purpose?"

"Did you deliberately lure us into the forest to borrow our seed? If that’s the case, we’d be happy to oblige."

The minotaur chuckled lewdly: "Though you human women are small and weak, the aristocrats of the Demon Country do fancy you. I’d love to experience what makes you different."

Ouyang Qiuhai rolled her eyes at the lust-driven minotaur, while Shadow coldly said, "Enough with the nonsense."

"Kill."

Shadow’s figure flickered and disappeared into the surrounding shade. The wind rustled through the dense forest, a leaf drifting down from the canopy above.

The minotaur leader instantly sensed a murderous intent approaching. The demon clan is sharp at sensing such aura, and he immediately swung the combat axe in his hand.

Yet before the axe could be raised, he was held back by his own shadow, his arm couldn’t even lift. In this life-and-death moment, a moment’s hesitation meant death.

Shadow’s figure appeared in front of the minotaur leader, her dagger slicing through his throat, then vanished into his shadow.

"Take action."

The instant the minotaur was stabbed, Li Feng leaped down from the tree crown above; his Hu Ben Fist aimed directly at the minotaur’s head.

The targeted minotaur instinctively tilted his head up, not having enough time to react, and was swept by the Gang Wind of Li Feng’s punch. His leather armor and fur were instantly scorched clean.

The Vermilion Bird Fire continuously scorched his body, and the smell of roasting meat permeated. The minotaur’s legs were embedded into the ground, his skull shattered by the punch, fire seeping into his organs, roasting the whole cow alive.

While minotaurs are considered a powerful race within the Demon Clan, it’s mostly due to their numbers. Although some powerful tribes exist among the minotaurs like Niu Guli from the Barbaric Bull Tribe whom Li Feng encountered before.

Their Eye of Death God bloodline, staring death at anyone they face, is incredibly lethal despite its probability. But such bloodlines are not common among the cow demons.

Those assigned to logging are naturally not this elite. Li Feng roasted a whole cow with a punch, inspiring other trusted aides within the encirclement to give their all. Even with their Foundation Establishment level, the explosion of the Burning Technique, coupled with prior body refining enhancements, greatly augmented their combat strength.

Flame Gang Qi pierced through the minotaur’s copper-like skin and iron-bone flesh, heavily wounding even if not instant killing.

But compared to these trusted aides’ performance, Sikong Yu’s display at Golden Core Late Stage was stunning. As soon as the Ice Flame was unleashed, it controlled the field instantly. Minotaurs within a radius of about thirty feet around her were immediately frozen, strings of Ice Flame burrowing into their bodies like Gu Worms.

The minotaurs had no chance to even moan and were instant killed, maintaining their living posture as ice sculptures with their organs eaten away by the Ice Flame.

Not only did they have numerical superiority, but they also overwhelmed in quality. Li Feng alone could slaughter these less than a hundred minotaurs. The elaborate setup of this honey trap was only because of the unknown strength of the demon camp.

In the forest, birds startled into flight.

The battle ended within ten seconds. If not for Li Feng’s orders to keep a few alive, no minotaur would have lasted beyond three breaths.

The subsequent interrogation was effortless for Li Feng. Although these minotaurs were stubborn, they couldn’t withstand Li Feng’s methods and soon spilled the truth.

"Send them off."

Li Feng waved his hand, Lei Ba promptly stepped forward and twisted the necks of a few minotaurs. Sikong Yu, looking at Li Feng approaching, asked, "How was it, did they confess?"

Li Feng nodded, "They did. That camp is a transit camp set by the Demon Country, mainly for rest and logistical supply to passing tribes."

"Now within the camp, aside from the eight hundred Demon Clan inhabitants, there are also three thousand chiliarch teams from three tribes. These three thousand are from the Barbaric Bull Tribe of Fengye Ridge, the Cat Clan of Red Rock Mountain, and the Snake Clan of Flowing Sand River. As for the camp’s eight hundred original inhabitants, they come from various tribes, mostly servant tribes, their combat prowess not strong."

"The one we took out was a hundred-person team among them."

Upon hearing this, Sikong Yu slightly frowned, "Barbaric Bull Warriors, Cat Clan Scouts, Snake Clan Archers, a well-rounded composition. The Barbaric Bull Warriors are tough and suited for charge, the Cat Clan Scouts are adept at stealth, the best scouts, and the Snake Clan Archers are quite renowned."

"According to the Demon Clan’s configuration, they usually select the tribe’s strongest warriors for expedition. These demon warriors’ strength generally matches our Foundation Establishment Middle to Late Stage cultivators, while the chiliarch team typically includes one chiliarch, two deputies, ten hundred captains, and ten deputies, each ten-person team has a ten captain and a deputy."

"The ten captains’ strength is about our Foundation Establishment Late Stage Perfection, while the hundred captains probably match our Golden Core Realm Initial Stage, and the chiliarch roughly the Golden Core Realm Middle Stage, with deputies slightly weaker by half a rank."

"A full-strength chiliarch team, with one Golden Core Middle Stage, about twenty-two at Initial to Middle Stage strength, and the rest mostly above Foundation Establishment Middle Stage strength. Multiplying by three chiliarch teams, even though there may be strength variance by tribe, the difference is not significant."