The ground trembled with increasing intensity.
Small pebbles from the hole smashed in the ceiling rained down.
They sprinkled into the eyes of the demon leader.
The demon leader cursed, hardening his heart.
He prepared to abandon his injured eye and break free from the crystal cone with brute force.
"Boss!"
Black Ox rushed to the stone house entrance, shrinking his form. His bull horns aimed directly at Number One's neck.
The demon leader's head finally broke free from its restraint, launching a counterattack.
At the critical moment,
Number One used the small crystal cone in his hand to deliver a final blow to the demon leader's tail!
It directly shattered the green scale armor.
The crystal cone snapped at the same instant.
Number One didn't look back, flipping backward.
He landed precisely above the charging ox's head.
Grabbing its horns, he used the fierce momentum of Black Ox's charge.
He pressed down.
The tip of the bull horn landed precisely on the demon leader's already injured tail.
"Ahhhhhh—"
The green tail snapped off.
Blood splattered everywhere.
A tragic scream echoed from the stone house.
...
"Be careful, there might be survivors."
"Who killed these great demons? Look at the wounds, they were all one-hit kills. They're too formidable."
After the human slaves finished dealing with the minions, they cautiously entered the stone walls.
As they walked, they kept an eye on their surroundings.
But all they saw was devastation.
Demons lay strewn everywhere.
For those temporarily incapacitated and harmless, others stepped forward to finish them off.
'Shan' looked at these great demons, a guess forming in his mind.
Just then,
A man pointed ahead and exclaimed, "Look there!"
Everyone looked in unison.
They saw the roof of the tallest, most exquisite stone house, adorned with giant beast fangs.
A small figure was sitting there.
His legs dangled in the air, his hands propped on either side, gazing at the beautiful sunset in the distance.
Hearing the sound, he turned his head.
Green blood still stained his body and face.
He looked down at them from his perch, the sunset reflecting in his eyes.
His small frame sent a shiver down their spines.
Everyone was stunned.
After a moment of愣神, 'Shan' said respectfully,
"Boss, the ones outside have all been dealt with."
Was this the legendary boss who pioneered cultivation methods?
A child?!
Due to different work group assignments, many were seeing Number One for the first time.
Shock was evident on their faces.
How could humans possess such power?
No, the facts had already shown them that they could!
This child...
Did he have a powerful family behind him?
Why was he helping them?
Even now,
The group felt a sense of profound mystery.
It was as if they were dreaming, but the wounds on their bodies and the blood coursing through them
reminded them with certainty,
—this was not a dream!
Those who had quarveled with 'Shan' and had previously worked with Number One,
heard the whispers behind them.
They knelt down spontaneously.
And respectfully said to Number One, "Boss, do you have any further orders?"
"Boss, what should we do next?"
Others hadn't seen it, but they had witnessed Number One's strength.
Being able to defeat so many great demons directly,
While they were shocked, they also admired Number One even more.
Following Number One, they were sure they would go further!
Seeing this, the others also put away their surprised expressions.
They became serious.
A line of people knelt on the ground behind them.
Their voices echoed in the air, "Boss, we await your command!"
The corpses of the great demons within the walls were undeniable proof!
This child possessed strength beyond their imagination!
The sunset divided the sky into two halves,
One half was vibrant color, the other was the encroaching night.
On this day, the human slaves finally had a king they recognized!
...
"Huh?"
Number One raised an eyebrow.
His dangling feet swayed.
His voice held a hint of boredom, "Why are you all kneeling? Why was this battle initiated?"
Below, the kneeling human slaves were taken aback.
They exchanged glances.
"Because of that child?"
"Because everyone started fighting, so we had to help?"
"No! I know!"
The thin man who had first cultivated with Number One stood up.
Under the gaze of the others, he tilted his head back.
And loudly replied,
"It is for the human slaves to stand up!"
To no longer be subjugated, to no longer be penned like livestock.
To not be whipped at will!
In an instant,
Everyone's expression changed.
A jolt ran through their bodies, making their scalps tingle.
Gradually,
Someone stood up.
His movements were slow, with an ingrained subservience, cautiously looking around.
Only when he stood completely did his spine finally straighten!
"We are not human slaves!"
He couldn't help but roar towards the sky.
It was like a declaration, or a reminder to himself.
One by one, people stood up.
Some with excitement, others with tears streaming down their faces.
They stared at Number One, at the sky.
The outside world was vast and brilliant!
...
"Ah... I'm hungry."
Number One glanced at the excited people below.
He lay straight on the stone house roof.
His stomach rumbled.
He had expended too much energy today. Da Feng Novel Network
"Boss, we'll get you food right away!"
'Nian', a young man from another work group with great talent, said excitedly.
What food?
As others wondered,
Soon after,
'Nian' ran back from outside the walls.
In his hand was a chicken-headed, human-bodied demon.
"Chicken soup, it's very nourishing!"
'Nian' said with a smile, with a hint of personal vendetta.
He grabbed the giant chicken head, stepping on the demon's body with one foot.
With a twist!
Crack—
The chicken demon's neck snapped.
The demon bodies were very resilient.
Even after death, the energy within some demons could initiate self-repair.
As its neck was twisted, the chicken demon reverted to its original form.
Only a large, vibrantly colored rooster lay motionless on the ground.
Number One sat up abruptly.
His eyes lit up.
"Is it delicious?"
Since arriving here, he had only eaten hard, unpalatable food every day.
He hadn't tasted anything else from this place yet.
'Nian' scratched his head, smiling brightly:
"I don't know, it should be delicious, hehe..."
Number One: "Can you cook it?"
'Nian's' eyes gleamed with a cold light as he smiled:
"I've seen similar processing methods."
They were penned within the stone walls,
Where had they seen it... the answer was self-evident.
...
The afterglow of the sunset gradually disappeared behind the mountains, leaving only a faint trace.
At the entrance of the tall stone walls, several super large stone pots were set up.
Steam rose, and fragrant aromas wafted.
Not far from the stone pots lay the dismembered original forms of the demon corpses.
The liberated women and children looked at everything before them with apprehension.
The children adapted quickly, as their true enslavement had not yet begun.
The women, due to their long 'confinement',
Huddled in corners, very uneasy.
Someone, imitating Number One's example, began to find coverings.
Number One's attire and the timing of his appearance were considered very mysterious by everyone.
They always felt that there was a greater force supporting him.
Seeing that Number One was clothed, they also began to follow suit.
They stripped various furs from the demons, washed them, and simply tied them around their upper bodies or waists.
Reverence,
And a faint hope of not being disliked.
...