The demon cult monk guarding the secret passage pondered for a moment. This kind of demonic energy is even purer than the elder's demonic energy. Could it be...
Thinking of a possibility in his mind, the Demon Cult monk shuddered subconsciously. Could it be that the master really came in person?
Or is it the two mysterious guardians?
Various conjectures flashed through his mind. No matter what, the other party must be someone from their demon sect.
Otherwise, there would be no one in the entire fairy world who could use such pure demonic energy.
Thinking of this, the Demon Cult monk swallowed his saliva.
At the same time, the demonic energy coming from behind the wall became even stronger. The demonic cultivator knew that this must be because he had not opened the wall for a long time, which made the adults behind the wall anxious.
After thinking about it, the Demon Cult monk felt horrified and quickly pressed the mechanism in front of him to open the wall made of black iron.
Amidst the sound of the machine, the wall swept out, but what shocked the demon cult monks was that there was no one behind the wall.
Who was it that had just transmitted the demonic energy to him? For a moment, the demon cult monk's face looked horrified.
Just as the Demon Cult monk was about to close the wall quickly and turn around to report the situation to the elder, a pair of extremely cold palms pressed against his neck.
The moment the arm came up against him, the demonic energy in the demon cultivator's body shrank in the corner as if it had encountered a natural enemy.
No matter how much the demon sect monks urged them, none of the demonic energy would come out.
"Let me ask you, did you catch a boy?"
A hoarse voice came from behind, and the demon cult monk swallowed his saliva. The demonic energy shrinking in his dantian frightened him.
"say!"
The person behind him shouted. The sound gave him a splitting headache and made him recover from the panic.
"Sir, please don't kill me. We did catch a young man who wanted to sneak into this secret passage today.
But we didn't kill him, we just locked him up, we don't kill anyone."
The Demon Cult monk explained with a panicked look on his face. Standing behind him was Zhang Yifeng who quickly came in while the wall was opened.
Listening to the answer of this demon sect monk, Zhang Yifeng felt slightly relieved. He felt that the demonic energy in this monk's body was much weaker than his own.
It is even lower than the demonic energy produced by ordinary monks practicing demonic arts. This difference makes Zhang Yifeng vaguely doubt that his practicing of demonic arts will not be incomplete.
"Where is he being held now?"
Zhang Yifeng's cold voice came out, and the demon cultivator hurriedly said.
"In the deepest part of this secret passage, he is being interrogated by the elders."
The demon cultivator looked at Zhang Yifeng tremblingly, fearing that Zhang Yifeng would strangle him to death if his hands shook.
"I'm very satisfied with your answer."
After saying this calmly, Zhang Yifeng's demonic aura spurred the demon cultivator who was strangled by him into unconsciousness.
The demon cultivator finally made a muffled sound, and Zhang Yifeng turned his head to look at the deepest part of this secret passage, where there was a wooden door.
A large amount of demonic energy was coming from behind the door. The other demonic cultivators in this secret passage should be there.
A flash of light flashed in his eyes. The reason why Zhang Yifeng did not kill this demon cultivator was because he did not have much blood on him.
This proves that this demon cultivator did not kill too many innocent people, otherwise even if he practiced incomplete demonic skills, the demonic energy in his body would not be so weak.
With thoughts in mind, Zhang Yifeng approached the wooden door, revealing his appearance and aura at the same time.
When he came to the wooden door, Zhang Yifeng could feel that the demonic energy behind the door became more intense. It was obvious that the demonic cultivators inside were ready for battle.
He raised his hand to push open the wooden door and looked around to see twelve demon cultivators sitting around a round table. After noticing Zhang Yifeng's aura, they all stood up from their seats.
Among this group of people, the one sitting in the center was the innkeeper. This result did not exceed Zhang Yifeng's expectations.
Seeing Zhang Yifeng coming, the innkeeper narrowed his eyes and suddenly raised his hand to signal other demon cultivators not to be nervous.
"Since this guy didn't show any desire to attack, it proves that he is not here to kill us.
The aura of Qingying standing outside has not disappeared, so there is no need to be nervous."
The innkeeper seemed to be very influential among this group of demonic cultivators. With one sentence, the remaining demonic cultivators all restrained their demonic aura.
"Haha, I have long seen that fellow Taoist is extraordinary in strength, but I didn't expect that fellow Taoist would dare to come here alone.
I just don’t know how you taught your apprentice so that he was so careless and fell into danger alone.
If he hadn't met us, I'm afraid he would have died without a burial place by now."
The innkeeper said calmly, then his eyes drifted to the side, and Zhang Yifeng followed his gaze.
I saw Nanfeng standing there in the corner of the room, his breath very steady.
It seems that he has been restrained by these demon cultivators and cannot move normally.
"Haha, this is my family matter. A group of Demon Cult monks like Taoist friends have gathered in Yancheng. I'm afraid they are brewing some plan?"
Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows and walked slowly into the room. He glanced behind him and saw that a black air had enveloped the door.
"Fellow Taoist, you are really careful. Don't worry, I am the only one who comes to this secret passage."
Zhang Yifeng said calmly, and the innkeeper chuckled softly when he heard this, and couldn't help but clapped his hands and applauded.
"Tsk, tsk, fellow Taoist is really confident, but this is normal. Knowing that there are many of us here and still daring to come alone, he must be quite confident in his own strength."
The innkeeper said calmly. Seeing that the innkeeper had no intention of taking action for a long time, Zhang Yifeng somewhat understood what he was thinking.
With a faint smile, Zhang Yifeng took the initiative to sit across from the innkeeper and looked at the innkeeper with a dull expression under the gazes of a dozen demon cultivators beside him.
"How about it, what is the shopkeeper going to talk to me about?"
Zhang Yifeng asked, and the shopkeeper smiled slightly when he heard this, knowing that Zhang Yifeng did understand what he meant.
"No matter why you are here, your purpose cannot be our Demonic Cult stronghold entrenched in Yancheng."
The innkeeper said calmly that if Zhang Yifeng came for them, he would take action the moment they met.
He didn't show any signs of taking action for a long time, and even took the initiative to reveal his aura.
"Of course, I just came here to find him."
Zhang Yifeng casually pointed at Nanfeng who was still frozen beside him, and then asked softly.
"I'm curious about one thing. What kind of relationship does that traitor from the Yanlong Sect have with you?"
The innkeeper's originally calm expression suddenly froze after Zhang Yifeng said the word Yanlong Sect traitor.
The demon cultivators who had relaxed around them all reentered the fighting state one by one, with rising black energy overflowing, as if they were about to take action.
However, even if a demon cultivator was standing next to him and the demonic energy in his hands was about to spurt out and hit him, Zhang Yifeng's expression did not waver at all.