Even though the opponent's full body hadn't materialized, and his cultivation hadn't been revealed — with nothing more than a pair of eyes and a single spoken word — Chu Feng could already feel that the gap between them was as vast as the distance between heaven and earth.
How could he possibly challenge such an opponent?
Hummm—
Just as Chu Feng was contemplating this, a teleportation force manifested in the space between him and the demonic being.
When the teleportation force dissipated, a glowing black object appeared.
The object resembled some kind of fruit, but it was deeply bizarre. Though it was black and the light it emitted was also black, and the surrounding space was pitch-black as well — the glow it gave off was unmistakably visible.
Yet it was an eerie glow. The object gave Chu Feng an intensely ominous feeling.
It seemed to contain an extraordinarily evil power, like absolute darkness.
"What is this?"
Even the demonic being let out an unsettled exclamation upon seeing that strange fruit — which only underscored how uncanny it was.
Soon, the fruit began to tremble. Cracks appeared across its surface, and then with a loud boom, it exploded.
The detonated fruit transformed into a massive tide of black gas that rapidly spread outward, engulfing both Chu Feng and the demonic being within it.
Chu Feng instinctively sensed danger and held his breath to keep the black gas from entering his body.
"No good."
But almost immediately, he cursed inwardly.
The black gas could permeate through skin and flesh. Even with his breath held, it had already seeped into his body.
Thump-thump—
Chu Feng's own heart began beating with a bizarre, unsettling rhythm.
At the same time, his entire soul underwent a transformation. An extremely terrifying sensation was brewing within him, on the verge of erupting.
Chu Feng realized that if he couldn't stop it, something truly horrifying would happen, so he desperately tried to suppress it.
But… the more he suppressed it, the more panicked he felt. He could tell that he likely couldn't truly contain it.
That sensation was bound to explode sooner or later.
"Wahahahahaha!!!"
But just as Chu Feng was growing tense, the demonic being let out a laugh that shook heaven and earth.
The black gas had entered his body as well, and the well-informed being already understood what the gas did.
"So that's how it is."
"Suppress the nature of good, unleash the nature of evil — so this is how this little brat means to challenge this Lord?"
"A mere human brat wants to contest demonic nature with me — the great Demon Lord — hahahaha, I'll give you all credit for coming up with that."
The being who called himself the Demon Lord laughed with growing mockery.
"Contest demonic nature, is it?"
"So that's it."
And it was precisely those words that made Chu Feng understand the nature of this confrontation. So rather than continuing to suppress himself, he simply let things take their course.
In the next instant, the world fell deathly silent.
The cackling Demon Lord immediately cut off his laughter and fixed his gaze on Chu Feng.
Chu Feng now stood suspended in the void, eyes closed, completely still.
But the Demon Lord sensed something was wrong. His enormous, blood-red demonic eyes locked tightly onto Chu Feng.
"This little brag…"
"Don't tell me—?"
A sudden realization struck him.
In the next moment, a torrent of killing intent surged outward, hurtling toward Chu Feng.
It was more than just killing intent — it was his demonic nature, the demonic nature of a being that had destroyed countless worlds and stained his hands with the lives of innumerable beings.
The power of this demonic nature was so immense that for any normal person, mere exposure to it would be enough to drive them mad or even kill them outright.
And this overwhelming demonic nature was now ceaselessly battering Chu Feng.
Beneath the onslaught, Chu Feng's robes snapped and whipped violently, his long hair thrashed wildly, yet his body didn't tremble in the slightest.
Facing such demonic nature, facing such killing intent, Chu Feng showed not a shred of fear.
"Little brat, what the hell do you think you're doing?"
"Stop putting on an act. If you've got any real power, show it — do you really think I'm afraid of you?!"
The Demon Lord could sense that Chu Feng was no ordinary opponent. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to maintain such composure while enduring the full force of his demonic nature.
But as a Demon Lord of his stature, he would not tolerate his opponent facing him in such a manner. He wanted Chu Feng to unleash everything he had.