Chapter 2783: Butcher

Except for the chicken-headed man who could still move and crawl up from the ground, the bodies of the other twelve zodiac signs began to shatter, and the beyond the Heavens aura on them was stripped away.

A wave of crazy fluctuations erupted throughout the room.

The chicken-headed man's body also began to show signs of cracking.

While using secret techniques to repair his own cracks, the chicken-headed man retreated, looking at Wu Feng in horror, and roared: "You, you cannot possibly cultivate to such a degree in the Primordial World! You cannot possibly possess such a powerful magic tool! Where do you come from?"

To this, Wu Feng only spoke coldly: "Where I come from has nothing to do with you. I am now going to kill you, this traitor of the Primordial World."

As he spoke, Wu Feng directly flashed and arrived in front of the chicken-headed man, destroying his body completely before he could even react.

The chicken-headed man's Primordial Spirit shot out, like a meatball filled with the heads of the twelve zodiac signs.

This meatball wanted to escape, but was grabbed by Wu Feng with one hand and pulled abruptly.

Immediately, the chicken-headed man's Primordial Spirit also began to collapse.

The chicken-headed man screamed and died completely.

And with the death of the chicken-headed man, Wu Feng discovered that the room door opened automatically; at the same time, Wu Feng also heard the sound of many room doors outside opening.

Wu Feng walked out of room 344.

In the corridor, Wu Feng perceived that almost all the rooms had automatically opened their doors, and all kinds of auras related to the beyond the Heavens emerged from the doors. These auras swept toward Wu Feng, and Wu Feng smelled the twisted and bloody scent.

Wu Feng was not afraid at all; standing in the middle of the corridor, he opened his hands and chanted, his body suddenly growing taller and longer, and streams of light waves shot out from his body, forming huge precious swords, and there were countless of them.

These precious swords swept toward those rooms like a raging sea.

In the mist brought by the beyond the Heavens, there were countless figures; these figures, like the chicken-headed man, were twisted and strange.

But at this very moment, these strange figures were all hit by the precious swords, emitting endless screams.

In Wu Feng's perception, in one encounter, he had almost annihilated all the life forms on this entire third floor.

These life forms were all experts of the Primordial World, with the lowest strength being at the Great Luo Jinxian level.

Wu Feng knew that these guys might not have had this level before, but after they surrendered to the beyond the Heavens, they absorbed the power of the beyond the Heavens, and their realms improved significantly, which was why such a grand occasion appeared.

However, even a group of cultivators with at least Great Luo Jinxian strength were still no match for Wu Feng and were killed in a group by the precious swords erupted by Wu Feng.

After an unknown amount of time, Wu Feng cleared the entire corridor.

Wu Feng walked over casually, checking room by room, and finally, at the end of the corridor, in room 399, he saw a slaughterhouse.

This slaughterhouse was exactly the same as what Wu Feng had seen in the dark when he was on the second floor.

A butcher stood in front of the table, and on the cutting board in front of him lay the body of a cultivator.

This cultivator's strength was close to the Quasi-Saint level; at this moment, however, he had been cut into pieces by the butcher, from flesh to soul, in the most fragile state; perhaps even Sha Wujing could beat him. ===== CHAPTER 2785 =====