What? You opened a resort on the battlefield of all races?

Xu Feng swallowed hard and turned his head with difficulty.

His gaze fell to the spot not far to his side.

There, Liu Bo, who had just been covered in dust and dirt from facing the giant demonic flame palm, was now jumping up from the ground as if nothing had happened.

"The shop owner is awesome!"

"The shop owner is so awesome!"

"The shop owner is capable of anything!"

Liu Bo raised his hands above his head and waved them wildly at Xu Tianlin in mid-air.

His face was filled with excitement and fervor; he was jumping and waving flags and shouting enthusiastically.

Judging from his excited gestures, he seemed to want to change into a short skirt cheerleader outfit right there and then, holding two pom-poms, and perform a passionate cheering dance for Xu Tianlin right there on the ruins.

Xu Feng wiped the cold sweat and mud off his face, a complex smile of bittersweet relief appearing on his lips.

He sighed silently to himself.

"No wonder……"

"No wonder this kid dared to act like he was fearless from beginning to end."

With such an incredibly powerful backer, you'd be fearless enough to not fear death.

If it were Xu Feng, he would have dared to rush up and slap the Demon King twice across the face!

"Gurgle."

The deathly silence around Xu Feng was finally broken by a faint sound of swallowing saliva.

Then, it was like a spark falling into a powder keg.

With a loud "boom".

The entire human faction instantly erupted in chaos!

"Holy shit! Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!"

A burly man carrying two large axes covered his head with his hands, not even caring that his beloved axes had fallen into the mud.

He craned his neck and let out a series of incredibly uncultured exclamations.

"I'm not dead! I'm actually still alive!"

"The Demon King's attack was neutralized just like that?"

"This is hardly a resolution! It's far too simplistic!"

A skinny, monkey-like martial artist next to him jumped up and down, shouting excitedly as if he had won five million.

"My grandma swatted a mosquito with a broken palm-leaf fan with more force than this guy just threw that cup!"

"Who on earth is this person?!"

"When did such a powerful being emerge from our Twelve Prefectures? Could it be that some ancient ancestor who has been living in seclusion has manifested his power?"

"That's right, this person doesn't even show any fluctuations in Yuan Qi, he's simply unfathomable!"

A tremendous murmur erupted from the crowd, and tens of thousands of eyes were fixed on the young man drinking milk tea in mid-air.

His eyes were filled with the ecstasy of surviving a disaster and an undisguised awe.

"No, buddy?"

"Don't you recognize the shop owner?"

"Put down your weapons. I now have reason to suspect you are a spy from another race!"

"hiss--"

"The shop owner is actually that strong?!"

After a chorus of amazed exclamations, someone in the crowd started shouting something.

"Our human race is blessed with unparalleled fortune! Long live the shopkeeper!!!"

Immediately afterwards, the slogan seemed to possess a terrifying contagious power, instantly sweeping across the entire crowd.

One hundred thousand elite human warriors, after experiencing battlefield rescue, being threatened by demons, and being crushed by demonic forces, were overwhelmed by despair.

The most complete explosion has finally arrived!

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Countless weapons were raised high, pointing straight at the sky.

"Humanity's destiny is invincible! Long live the shopkeeper!"

"Long live the shop owner!!!"

The deafening cheers coalesced into a surging torrent that shot straight into the sky, forcefully dispersing the last wisp of demonic energy remaining in the air.

The morale of 100,000 people soared to an unprecedented peak at this moment.

at the same time.

Above the sky.

The Demon King Aro remained in that stiff posture, with his right hand outstretched and pressing down.

It was a little awkward.

The deafening cheers below surged into his ears like a tsunami, but he seemed to have lost his hearing and did not react at all.

His eyes were wide open, bigger than copper bells, and his dark red pupils were filled with spider web-like blood vessels as he stared intently at the casually dressed young man below, who was holding a milk tea cup and leisurely sipping his tea.

Aro felt as if ten thousand rampaging Blood Rhinoceroses had been stuffed into his brain, and at the same time, he activated the War Stomp skill.

What was trampled on was his pride and reason, and common sense.

It was trampled to pieces.

As one of the seventy-two demon kings of the abyss, Aro always considered himself one of the few intelligent people in the abyss.

They believe that solving problems by force is a crude task that only a brainless, low-class brute like Xilin would do.

But that doesn't mean he's weak in combat!

On the contrary, he has absolute confidence in his own strength!

The palm strike he just delivered truly fused the power of three supreme abyssal laws—

Destruction! Burning! Hellish Prison!

These three major laws govern destruction, spread, and spatial confinement: Destruction governs killing, Burning governs expansion, and Turbid Prison governs spatial restriction.

These three elements complement each other, forming a perfect closed loop!

Even if the several peak Dao Integration Realm Lords of the human race joined forces, they would absolutely not dare to confront this attack head-on and could only temporarily avoid its sharp edge!

But what about this young man who suddenly appeared in front of us?

He just snapped his fingers so casually.

Then he threw away a broken plastic cup like trash.

Just like that... he effortlessly neutralized his ultimate attack?!

Do not!

Aro's pupils trembled wildly, and an indescribable chill rose in his heart.

This is not a solution at all!

It's a completely unreasonable and utterly crushing defeat!

Aro clearly felt it the instant the plastic cup flew up.

The connection between himself and the three great laws of Dao was severed with a "snap" sound, as if a spider silk had been cut, by an unimaginably powerful force!

The other party not only arbitrarily deprived him of his control over the rules.

It even went so far as to change the shape of its own destructive demonic flames as if it were clay.

Then, they reversed and manipulated this power to...

Brewing milk tea?!

When those three words finally came together in his mind, the string of "reason" in Aro's heart was finally taut.

With a "crack," it snapped completely.

You're a real talent, damn it!

Using the primordial demonic flame, which Lao Tzu fused with the three great laws of Tao, to heat up a cup of milk tea?!

Do you know how difficult it is to merge the Great Dao?

Li Junshan of your human race, in order to achieve Dao, didn't even ask about my identity before helping me spread bait!

This demon king has cultivated in the abyss for thousands of years!

The three paths are combined!

Are you going to make milk tea?

Can you please show a little respect for the villain's hard work?!

"call……"

"suck……"

After a few deep breaths, Aro forced himself to recover from his broken state.

What followed was despair.

This heaven-defying method of instantly severing someone else's laws and forcibly manipulating the enemy's fundamental power...

Even the supreme Demon Emperor deep within the abyss might not be able to do it so casually!

Are you humans really that awesome?!

A Luo looked down at Xu Tianlin, who was still smacking his lips, savoring the taste of milk tea. His eyelids twitched like a child making a fuss on the Spring Festival Gala.

If you're that powerful, why don't you just tear through the void with your bare hands, drag the Demon Emperor off his throne, and give him a good beating?

The way you're doing this makes it seem like I was stupid for showing off before!

Your human race clearly possesses such powerful beings, why didn't you say so earlier!

Why do you have to play the fool and deceive people like this?!

Oh, no...

Aro's heart was filled with bitterness.

Compared to a monster like you, we Abyss Demon Kings are nothing at all.

They should pretend to be pigs and eat feed.

At this moment, the murderous aura emanating from Aro had vanished without a trace.

When Xu Tianlin looked at him, A Luo felt completely terrified.

One person's power has truly reached the point where they can manipulate the laws of nature and alter the rules of the universe at will.

What was the point of all those elaborate schemes I had laid out before?

Even if his scheme succeeds perfectly today, and all the human elites have consumed the demon seed and become abyssal monsters under his control.

so what?

Can we really win against him just by sheer numbers?

Stop joking.

So, here comes the most crucial and fatal question.

What should I do next?

A fight to the death?

No, no, no...

Aro rejected this utterly foolish idea without hesitation.

Who am I?

I am just one of the seventy-two demon kings!

To put it nicely, he's one of the rulers of the abyss; to put it bluntly, isn't he just a high-ranking employee under the Demon Emperor?!

We're all just trying to make a living.

Would you risk your life for the glory of the abyss?

That's the kind of stupid thing that only that brainless muscleman Xilin next door would do!

I, Aro, make a living with my brain!

As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn!

then.

Aro stood in the void and took a long, deep breath.

As a demon king who prides himself on being the most intelligent and insightful person in the entire abyss.

In less than three seconds, Aro made a decision that went against his ancestors' wishes.

He slowly lowered his right hand, which had been frozen in mid-air.

Then, he squeezed his cheeks together, trying to hide the remaining murderous intent in his eyes.

She forced out a bright smile that was three parts flattery, five parts ingratiation, and twelve parts obedience.

"Um... Big brother."

"Does your shop... need a servant to boil water and make tea?"