Hearing Chu Feng's voice, Yin Pei suddenly raised his head.
What greeted him was Chu Feng's blood-red eyes.
This time, it was not the influence of his innate supernatural power.
However, Chu Feng felt as if the blood in his entire body was boiling.
He mumbled to himself.
"I feel like I've been comfortable for too long… Ever since that battle that determined the fate of humanity, my path has been too smooth…
"The Demon Slayer has not advanced in a long time!
"I don't know how to grasp the eighth stage of the Art of the Nine-wave Saber!
"Everyone says that there are great horrors and great opportunities between life and death, but the burden on me is too heavy. I don't dare to place myself in a life-and-death crisis!
"That would be irresponsible to our race.
"The danger today was not my wish. However, since I have encountered it, this is my fortune, the Demon Slayer's fortune!
"Then let's kill them all!"
