The Heroes of Gulong: Great Chefs from Past to Present

Chapter 792: Demons Born in Hell

In the world of consciousness.

The extremely clean white earth was stained with blood-red at some point.

Dozens of teenagers aged twelve or thirteen stood up in a line.

The sharp sword was drawn and pierced directly into Li Chaofeng's eyes.

Looking at the determination on the boy's face, Li Chaofeng had only indifference on his face.

With his palms open, Li Chaofeng stretched out his arms and pinched the two young men's faces.

Li Chaofeng's eyes were cold and his words were even colder.

"You are the future of the world, but unfortunately not mine!"

"puff!"

Two crisp sounds came from Li Chaofeng's hands, and then he felt a pain in his back.

Turning his head, Li Chaofeng saw a figure in simple clothes and heard a voice at the same time.

"He is tyrannical and deserves death."

Countless joyful voices began to cheer as Li Chaofeng died.

"The devil is dead!"

"died!"

"He's dead again!"

resentment.

unwilling.

Hate.

anger.

Countless emotions were born in the crowd and then reappeared around Li Chaofeng.

Li Chaofeng was born from the air, his eyes becoming increasingly cold.

Broken arm.

The body is torn apart.

Craniotomy.

Throat, heart, forehead, and abdomen.

There were countless knife wounds on Li Chaofeng's vital parts.

The devil's sword has thousands of blades and is merciless in its attacks, but it always kills with one strike.

Li Chaofeng no longer counted how many times he had died, nor did he restore his body.

Anyway
He won't die.

Besides, he was going to die again soon.

A dragon-headed cane rose into the air, and it belonged to a hundred-year-old old woman.

"I have lived for over a hundred years, but today I want to see how your heart and lungs are different from those of other people!!!"

With a "dong" sound, Li Chaofeng grasped the dragon-headed cane.

Pointing a finger at the old woman's forehead, Li Chaofeng replied coldly.

"It's true. My heart is darker than yours."

Countless swords and knives rushed forward from behind, and spots of blood appeared on the ground again.

Once, twice.

Ten times, a hundred times.

Hundreds, thousands.

As the number of deaths increased, Li Chaofeng gradually forgot that this was the world of consciousness.

He just knew.
The group of people in front of him wanted to kill him.

He also wanted to kill all the people in front of him.

The dense crowds of figures standing on the blood-red ground made Li Chaofeng slightly dazed.

Male, female, old, young.

The sick, the disabled, women and children.

Does he have to kill these people?
The swordsman drew his sword in anger.

Heroes wield swords to protect the world.

The sharp spear pierces the demon's heart.

The locusts will appear if they are open and aboveboard.

Their faces always look so upright and they are never afraid of death.

So many people.

After killing for so long, why are there still so many people?
Wait, why did he kill these people?
Also, who is singing?
"Black-hearted, cruel-hearted."

"The Nine Netherworld Demons have appeared in the human world."

"When demons appear, the world will be in chaos."

"The Three Bonds and Five Constant Virtues are no longer passed down."

Listening to the song, Li Chaofeng remembered.

His name seems to be the Dragon Demon of Chaos.

The world-destroying dragon demon.

But why does he want to destroy the world?

Could it be that, as the song says, he came from the Netherworld?

With both palms, Li Chaofeng grabbed a pair of swords.

He looked at the swordsman and swordsman in front of him with lifeless eyes and asked in a puzzled tone.

"Why should I kill you?"

The swordsman and the swordsman looked at Li Chaofeng.
Li Chaofeng now has no flesh on his body.
Although Li Chaofeng will not die, he will feel pain.

Phantom pain.

But in such pain, he still persistently asked a question.
Why did he kill people?
Instead of asking, why did they kill him?
The swordsman closed his eyes and the swordsman sighed.

Finally, the man with the knife spoke.

"Without kindness and justice in one's heart, one has no loyalty and forgiveness in one's body."

"You are not killing us, we are killing you!"

Li Chaofeng was stunned and continued to confirm. "So, I'm begging to live?"

The swordsman sighed, "No, you are just asking for death."

Hearing the word "death", Li Chaofeng's eyes suddenly burst into light and he kept talking.

"die?"

"no!"

"I won't die!"

"You can't die either!"

"Because I still have things to do!!!"

"Yes, I still have some unfinished business. Although I seem to have forgotten what I want to do, but."

Li Chaofeng raised his eyes and looked at the swordsman and swordsman in front of him. His eyes glowed blood red and his tone became vicious.

"You must die!"

"You must die so that I can live!!!"

The blood-red color on the ground began to turn black, and eventually there was no white left.

Even the sky above my head began to glow with blood.
Li Chaofeng gradually became possessed by the devil, and not far away, the ground under Yuan Suiyun's feet also turned dark.

But he didn't care.

Just looking at Li Chaofeng who was surrounded by countless figures, Yuan Suiyun shook his head and sighed.

"It seems that he is just an ordinary person."

The wound on Jiang Biehe's forehead had long disappeared.

Li Chaofeng is ruthless in his attacks, but he will always be entangled by others. With Jiang Biehe's eyesight, he can easily find the opportunity to make a move.

Seeing Li Chaofeng using his fists and feet to charge through the crowd, Jiang Biehe spoke with a smug look on his face.

"He is naturally an ordinary person, so he always asks himself why he kills people."

"He can handle this kind of question once or twice, but not hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of times."

"No matter how strong his will is, he can't bear it."

Yuan Suiyun sighed: "It's a pity that Li Chaofeng's transformation into a demon is of no benefit to us who died."

Jiang Biehe laughed: "After killing so many people, he will eventually become a demon."

"Once he becomes a demon, he will be the enemy of the entire world."

Yuan Suiyun looked up at the sky. The sky began to turn red, but it did not turn completely red.

This shows that although Li Chaofeng's consciousness is blurred, he is still determined and his eyes are full of admiration.

"Without your plan, Li Chaofeng would treat all of us as obsessions."

"After all, if we hadn't shown up on our own initiative and used our lives to prove that we weren't just a memory."

"With his willpower, which had only begun to blur after he killed thousands of people with his own hands, it would not collapse to such an extent."

Jiang Biehe asked sarcastically, "Master Yuan, do you regret it?"

Yuan Suiyun: "Of course not, I just feel it's a pity."

Jiang Biehe was puzzled: "What a pity?"

Yuan Suiyun sighed: "It's a pity that I finally regained my sight, but I didn't see a single hero in the world."

"I only saw a good man who wanted to save the world, but he ended up becoming the biggest evil in the world."

Jiang Biehe smiled: "As long as the devil is not dead, he will also be a great leader in the world."

Yuan Suiyun said: "The devil has only obsessions in his heart, but no rules at all, and he cannot establish a world where everyone is equal."

"He may continue to be the master of the world, but he will no longer be a hero who changes the world."

Jiang Biehe narrowed his eyes and looked at the blood-red sky, his tone extremely teasing.

"Everyone is equal?"

"What a joke! When has there ever been equality in the world?"

"God never thought of equality for all!"

Yuan Suiyun no longer paid attention to the entanglement and just glanced into the distance.

After Li Chaofeng's conscious world was born, he regained consciousness and quickly understood his own situation.

The last resentment or obsession left by a person before death.

Yuan Suiyun died without much fear or obsession.

After all, as a blind man, he has never had much affection for the real world.

I just feel it’s a pity that I haven’t seen what the real world looks like with my own eyes.

And there is another person like him in this world.

The Palace Master of Yihua Palace, Yaoyue.

She was the last person killed by Li Chaofeng, but she never wanted to communicate with anyone and never mentioned anything about the outside world.

Even in the world of consciousness, she is alone, lonely and proud.

Facing the strongest man in this world, Yuan Suiyun bowed slightly and asked:

"Palace Master, why don't you study the secrets of the divine sword and come to repair your body?"

Yao Yue looked at Li Chaofeng who was surrounded by the dense crowd, shook her head slightly, and spoke with regret.

"The divine sword has long disappeared, and I will soon disappear too, so."

"Come and take a look at the only one in the world, Li Chaofeng."

Yuan Suiyun frowned: "With Li Chaofeng's martial arts, is there anyone in the world who can kill him?"

Yao Yue raised her head: "If he could be restrained the first time, he can certainly be restrained the second time."

Following Yao Yue's gaze upward, Yuan Suiyun was filled with amazement.

A huge Buddhist '卍' seal broke through the bloody sky, emitting golden light bit by bit.

"Namo Amitabha!"

A Buddhist chant spread from the world of consciousness, and countless golden lights fell from the sky.

As soon as he came into contact with the strange figure, the figure became stiff for an instant, and then disappeared little by little under the golden light.

Did Shaolin take action?

The golden light sprinkled on Yuan Suiyun's face, and a warm feeling emanated from his heart, making him look slightly happy.
Finally, he and Yao Yue disappeared between heaven and earth.

The blood-red gradually faded under the shining golden light, and the whole world began to sparkle with golden light.
Soon the world was empty.

Only Li Chaofeng, with a confused look and a body full of knife holes, survived.
Between golden heaven and earth.

(End of this chapter)