This defensive formation was genuinely formidable.
Under normal circumstances, Chu Feng would indeed have been unable to break it.
But during his time at Painter Mountain, Chu Feng had not only created the secret skill: Plunder of Darkness.
He had also mastered a formation: Nightmare of Defense.
This formation was specifically designed to counter all manner of defensive formations attached to living beings.
With the Nightmare of Defense at his disposal, no matter how talented someone might be, or how powerful the defensive formation they carried, it would be rendered useless before Chu Feng.
Using this Nightmare of Defense, Chu Feng could have silently dismantled the defensive formation without anyone ever knowing he was responsible.
The reason he hadn't simply destroyed the bizarre young man's defensive formation straightaway was a deliberate choice.
Chu Feng wanted the people of Immortal Slaughter to know that the one killing this young man was none other than himself.
"What… what are you doing?"
The person behind the formation spoke with unmistakable shock and confusion in his voice.
"What am I doing?"
"I'm letting you know that this defensive formation of yours is completely useless against me."
"You beasts of Immortal Slaughter—you thought I, Chu Feng, was out in the open while you remained hidden in the shadows?"
"Let me tell you, you've got it backwards. You are the ones out in the open, and I, Chu Feng, am the one in the shadows."
"Your knowledge of me is next to nothing."
"Remember, this is only the beginning. Every last one of you from Immortal Slaughter—I will kill you one by one. None of you will escape."
"Don't worry, your turn will come soon enough."
Once Chu Feng finished speaking, the formation concealing his gaze shattered as well, rendering the defensive formation completely ineffective.
"No, no, no, no, no—please don't kill me!"
"I don't even know you. Whatever Immortal Slaughter has done has nothing to do with me!" Seeing his situation, the bizarre young man immediately began begging for mercy, all traces of his earlier confidence completely gone.
"I have two questions for you."
"Answer honestly," Chu Feng said.
"Young hero, ask away—anything I know, I'll tell you without hesitation." The man nodded repeatedly.
"First question."
"Where does every member of Immortal Slaughter currently reside, and what are their cultivation levels?" Chu Feng asked.
"To be honest, I can't really call myself a member of Immortal Slaughter. It's just that my master is Immortal Slaughter's second-in-command, and I happen to be his disciple."
"I've seen all of their members before, but they've never revealed their true cultivation levels in front of me, and I've never seen their real faces either."
"Even with my master, all I know is that he's Immortal Slaughter's number two—I don't even know his name, let alone what he actually looks like."
"Oh, oh, oh—wait, I just remembered. I know that Immortal Slaughter's fifth member is named Kongyu. He's the only one who never bothered to hide his name."
"As for where they live, I have even less of an idea. Normally, it's always my master who comes to find me—I can't reach any of them."
"I've told you everything I know. This is really all I have."
The bizarre young man's mouth was trembling as he spoke. Chu Feng had been staring at him the entire time, and he was terrified beyond measure. All he wanted now was to survive, and what he said was the truth.
"I have one more question."
"Do you believe that, having colluded with the people of Immortal Slaughter and committed so many atrocities, I should let you go?" Chu Feng asked.
"I…"