# Chapter 454: Eerie Slaughter
Rolling killing intent fell upon Mu Chen, terrifying him so much that his entire body went limp, his mouth twitching.
Carrying endless desolation and regret, his body turned and flickered toward the distance. It was over—their Mu Clan was completely finished.
Just as Lin Feng had said, they wanted to kill Lin Feng, yet now they were asking Lin Feng to protect them. Was that even possible?
Lin Feng wasn't that stupid. He wouldn't risk himself for their Mu Clan, even if Lin Feng was going to act sooner or later anyway.
Walking through the tribe, Mu Chen saw his clansmen dying one by one before his eyes, his heart aching even more. Everything was his fault.
Not far ahead of Mu Chen, a figure rode a fiery-colored demon wolf, extremely imposing. Mu Chen immediately spotted him among the crowd.
With a flicker of movement, Mu Chen arrived before the other party and said respectfully, "Honorable Wolf King, I am Mu Chen, the chief of the Mu Clan. I feel deeply sorry for the Second Young Master's death, but it was not the Mu Clan's doing. I had even already sworn allegiance to the Second Young Master. The one who truly killed the Second Young Master is over there—a young man named Lin Feng killed the honorable Second Young Master. I beg the Wolf King to show mercy and spare my tribe."
The Wolf King glanced indifferently in the direction Mu Chen pointed, his expression unchanged. Then he said flatly, "Fire Wolf, let's go."
Fire Wolf obediently followed the Wolf King's command, its fiery pupils radiating dazzling light. This fire demon wolf was entirely flame-colored except for a hint of black and white in its eyes.
"I beg the Wolf King to show mercy and spare the people of my Mu Clan."
Mu Chen knelt down and spoke again.
The Wolf King walked past him, a smile appearing at the corner of his eyes. "I will show you mercy. I will let you die a quick death."
The Wolf King's words made Mu Chen's face stiffen. Then a demon beast's roar rang out, and Mu Chen saw a boundless fiery face before him. A massive flaming mouth opened toward him, and in an instant, it swallowed him whole.
Mu Chen died, leaving nothing behind.
"Let's go." The Wolf King urged his fire wolf in the direction Mu Chen had pointed. Behind him, a group of people followed, their killing intent dense. Each of them carried a thick aura of blood and slaughter.
"Just have some people follow me. The rest continue slaughtering this tribe. Leave no one alive."
The Wolf King said in a low voice. Many people turned their horses and left, searching for more people in the Mu Clan to continue the massacre. Not a single person in the Mu Clan was to be left alive.
At this moment, Lin Feng sat on the rooftop, his gaze calm as he watched figures approaching from afar, not a single ripple in his eyes.
Soon, the Wolf King and his men arrived beside Lin Feng. Looking up at the calm young man on the rooftop, surprise flickered in their eyes. This young man had quite the nerve. Didn't he know his death was imminent?
"Wolf King, let me kill him." A figure rode forward, arriving beside the Wolf King, volunteering.
"Alright, Rosen. Go kill him. Use your saber and bring me his head." The Wolf King nodded.
"Rest assured, Wolf King. My saber hasn't tasted blood in a long time." Rosen said, urging his horse forward, slowly approaching Lin Feng. He looked up at Lin Feng sitting on the rooftop.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you instantly. I'll cut ten slashes across your neck first, then chop your head off." Rosen said coldly.
Lin Feng gazed into the distance, calm and serene, as if he hadn't heard Rosen at all.
Rosen had wanted to see fear in Lin Feng, but he saw nothing. A bloodthirsty gleam flashed in Rosen's eyes, and the ferocious killing intent on his face made him look less like a man and more like a wolf—a bloodthirsty demon wolf.
Lin Feng glanced indifferently at Rosen. Seeing the wolf-like, ferocious face, he was momentarily stunned. What an eerie face.
"Remember, the one taking your life is Rosen, the Demon Wolf, one of the chieftains of the Desert Wolves." As his words fell, Rosen's body leaped through the air toward Lin Feng. His eyes gleamed with wolfish nature, releasing a fiery, eerie light. All humanity had left his body, replaced by a fierce wolfishness.
The nails on his right hand suddenly grew long, like five gleaming blades, sharp and bone-piercing, carrying a chilling aura. This was what he called his saber.
The Desert Wolves crowd wore sinister smiles, as if they could already see Lin Feng's death.
Lin Feng still sat there, unmoving. Seeing the other's fingers slashing toward him, his gaze contracted. A sharp killing light burst from Lin Feng's eyes.
At the same time, a rolling surge of killing aura erupted from Lin Feng's body, instantly enveloping Rosen. The intense killing intent made Rosen's entire body go cold, and the bloodthirsty, eerie light in his eyes even retreated slightly.
"Kill!"
Lin Feng spat out a killing true essence from his mouth, sharp as a sword, shooting directly at Rosen.
Rosen's eyes contracted. His claws slashed directly at the true essence, producing a rumbling sound. But by then, Lin Feng had already stood up, his robes fluttering. Terrifying killing intent condensed madly, and in his hand, a killing sword appeared.
Sword light flashed. Endless killing sword intent surged out wildly, slashing at Rosen. His claws were instantly severed by the sword.
"Awooo..."
A wolf howl actually came from Rosen's mouth. The sword pierced directly through his body, cutting him in two. Rosen was dead.
Lin Feng stepped through the air, heading toward the Desert Wolves. An endless killing intent radiated from his body.
Lin Feng didn't notice that behind him, the body of the Rosen he had killed fell to the ground and then disappeared—completely and utterly gone, as if it had never existed. Very eerie.
The Desert Wolves' eyes all contracted. Lin Feng's strength was terrifying. This overwhelming killing intent falling upon them made their hearts tremble.
"Kill him together!"
The Wolf King spat out a cold command. The people around him were all chieftains of the Desert Wolves' sub-tribes. The Desert Wolves were united—whoever dared to touch their people would be killed. That was why the Desert Wolves had reached their current scale, feared by all. Their unity was like a pack of wolves. Whoever dared to move against them, they would kill together.
A terrifying, eerie light appeared in the eyes of every single person. Each one was like a bloodthirsty wolf.
"Boom!"
Lin Feng took a step forward. Killing intent, carrying dust and sand, surged toward them madly. A heaven and earth killing momentum condensed, pressing down on the hearts of the Desert Wolves crowd.
Only then did the Desert Wolves realize how terrifying this young man's strength was.
"Boom!"
Another step forward. The heaven and earth killing momentum seemed to surge again, stronger, more bone-piercing.
"Tear him apart!" The Desert Wolves roared. They couldn't wait any longer. They had to strike now and kill Lin Feng.
As the Desert Wolves' words fell, all the chieftains leaped out, their eyes gleaming with demonic light. This made Lin Feng feel like he wasn't facing humans, but demons.
"Kill!"
A word spat from his mouth. The sword fell, and terrifying sword qi directly tore several figures apart. Those people also let out pained wolf howls before falling to the ground. This time, before their bodies could disappear, the Wolf King's body trembled. His hands grabbed their corpses, and in an instant, the bodies of those few turned into fiery wisps of smoke, merging into the Wolf King's body.
"Hm?"
Lin Feng's inadvertently glancing eyes caught this scene, and he was momentarily stunned. What was this?
But soon, his confusion was replaced by even more terrifying killing intent. Spitting out the word "kill," another terrifying killing sword slashed out. Those who rushed before him were cut apart one by one and died.
The Wolf King moved again, taking a deep breath, directly swallowing the fiery qi from the corpses. It was extraordinarily terrifying.
Yet the eyes of those who hadn't died showed no change at all, as if the Wolf King's behavior was perfectly normal. Their eyes held only bloodthirst, wanting to tear Lin Feng apart.
But their strength was ultimately far inferior to Lin Feng's. Trying to kill Lin Feng was just seeking death. With every step Lin Feng took, he swung his sword once, and every sword killed someone.
One step, several people dead.
Lin Feng noticed that everyone he killed was devoured by the Wolf King. And the wild, demonic aura radiating from the Wolf King seemed to grow stronger and stronger.