Summit Farmer
Chapter 1291: A way to leave_1

Chapter 1291: Chapter 1291: A way to leave_1

After another day, Peter Brown finally saw a larger residential area, but as soon as he arrived, over a hundred high-level cultivators rushed out.

With a sweep of his Divine Sense, Peter found that the most powerful person among them was a Demon Marshal-level expert, with several Demon Generals as well.

"Human Clan!"

"Kill!"

The arrivals, upon seeing someone from the Human Clan, unleashed a barrage of energy attacks towards Peter.

"Sense Shield!"

Peter conjured up a giant shield and positioned it in front of him.

At this moment, the White Tiger had already pounced towards them, roaring.

The White Tiger had now advanced to the peak of the Demon Soldier level, but its Divine Sense had been influenced by Peter and had become incredibly powerful, easily reaching the Demon General level.

Forty warriors of the Heavenly King Level had also progressed; each of them had now reached the Heavenly Emperor Level, their aura incredibly strong. However, they were still a level below the White Tiger and could only contend with Demon Soldiers.

Clearly, Peter’s side was at a disadvantage. After a fierce battle, the White Tiger was injured, and the warriors were similarly gravely wounded.

Seeing this, Peter could only shake his head in resignation; his warriors no longer lived up to their names. Facing increasingly powerful enemies, they were of little use.

Having this thought, Peter even considered devouring them.

However, after some contemplation, Peter dismissed the idea, as they were his first batch of warriors, and he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

After withdrawing the White Tiger and the warriors, Peter decided to confront the situation on his own.

"Human Clan, it’s useless, you’re too weak!"

The head Demon Marshal laughed upon seeing Peter collect his warriors.

"Is that so?"

Peter condensed his powerful Divine Sense Energy into a small hammer, then hurled the hammer forward.

At that moment, the hammer transformed into a shooting star and bombarded a Demon General.

Boom!

With the sound of the explosion, when everyone looked towards the Demon General again, they saw him disintegrating, and a Devil Crystal falling out.

"How is this possible!"

All the members of the Demon Clan watching were dumbfounded, unable to believe that Peter had actually killed a Demon General.

Looking towards the hammer, they were even more astonished; the attack was utterly overwhelming, with too much power radiating from the hammer.

"What is your cultivation level?" one of the Demon Clan asked.

At that moment, Peter, although exhilarated at such attack power, no longer feared anything.

With this in mind, Peter manipulated the hammer to keep bombarding without stopping.

Over a hundred members of the Demon Clan faced him, and in just a brief encounter, Peter killed more than twenty.

"Surround him, don’t let him escape!"

The high-level cultivators of the Demon Clan were now somewhat panicked, truly not expecting the situation to develop in such a way.

However, no matter what offensive measures they tried, they could not break through Peter’s defenses.

After a series of attacks, only the Demon Marshal-level expert from the Demon Clan was still standing there; all the others were dead.

Peter Brown faced the Demon Marshal, and the small hammer in his hand was hurled towards the enemy.

When the Demon Marshal tried to resist, the hammer had already heavily smashed onto a layer of his energy.

The energy was blasted apart, and a look of horror shone in the Demon Marshal’s eyes.

The Demon Marshal realized that although his opponent appeared to have low cultivation, the defense he had was something he could not break through no matter what, especially since the other’s Divine Sense Energy was too powerful. He was no match for him.

With that thought, the Demon Marshal sought to flee.

However, it was only then that he discovered he was completely unable to escape. Whatever means the other party was using, he was trapped here.

Unable to escape and continuously struck by the other’s hammer, panic began to rise in the Demon Marshal’s heart.

After another hammer blow landed, Peter Brown saw that half of the Demon Marshal’s body was smashed to bits.

"I surrender, I surrender!" The Demon Marshal was truly frightened now and hurriedly yelled out loud.

Looking at the Demon Marshal, Peter Brown hesitated a little; he really hadn’t thought about subduing someone from the Demon Clan before.

Seeing Peter’s hesitation, the Demon Marshal became depressed. He was an extraordinary being, yet the other was hesitant about subduing him. Bitter at heart, he could only raise his voice and say, "I am useful to you; I know how to leave this place."

Peter suddenly entertained the idea of subduing him, as he himself was searching for a way to leave.

"You know how to leave?"

"Yes, this is the Demon Clan’s Land of the Abyss. Normally, only the Demon Clan can enter using a teleportation formation. However, sometimes those who cannot prevail are also sent here; there is a way to leave, otherwise, we’d be trapped here."

"Release your Divine Sense!"

Peter thought the Demon Marshal, being a Marshal-level expert, was stronger than his White Tiger and warriors, and would be useful to keep.

The Demon Marshal had no choice but to completely release all his Divine Sense.

Peter’s Divine Sense penetrated inside, and the Demon Marshal’s consciousness was thoroughly investigated by Peter. After leaving his own mark inside the other’s Divine Sense and erasing some chaotic thoughts, he instilled loyalty to himself into him.

After finishing this task, Peter then backed out.

At this point, the Demon Marshal had become one of Peter’s warriors.

"Go clean up inside," Peter said to the Demon Marshal, who then entered the Residential Area.

Peter didn’t bother with how the Demon Marshal would clear up and repair his Divine Sense, instead standing there and digesting some of the information he got from him.

The way out involved finding a place for teleportation; as long as the teleportation formation was activated, one could return to the place from which they came.

From the gathered information, Peter knew that the Land of the Abyss was a space metamorphosed by the Great Powers of the Demon Clan using their strong consciousness. Those Great Powers usually created one before dying, intending to let their tribe cultivate and ascend more swiftly.

Thinking about this, Peter was also shocked at how incredibly powerful these Great Powers had to be to create such a place.

It would be best to leave early!

However, Peter also learned that the place with the teleportation formation was not ordinary; it was guarded by high-level cultivators. In order to leave, he would have to fight, especially as a member of the Human Clan. Once there, he would have to engage in fierce battles.

Fortunately, this tribe was clearly not too strong; inside there were only a few Demon Marshal-level experts.

Knowing that the Demon Marshals were the strongest, Peter breathed a sigh of relief. What he feared was encountering vastly more powerful high-level cultivators. If that were the case, it would be really hard for him to leave.

Merge!

As the Demon Marshal finished cleaning up, Peter started using the collected region to merge with this Residential Area.