Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic Woman Uses Her Stunning Beauty to Complete Missions

Before the Demon Lord's maniacal laughter had even subsided, he suddenly waved his hands, causing the temperature inside the hall to plummet, and countless dark figures frantically converged from all directions.

These shadowy figures, baring their fangs and claws and accompanied by sharp whistles, pounced on Wei Chengfeng like hungry wolves. At the same time, the Demon Lord flashed and concealed himself among the shadows, waiting for his chance to strike.

Wei Chengfeng remained calm and composed, his expression stern. He swiftly formed hand seals, and the black mist around him surged like a living thing, instantly creating an indestructible barrier.

The dark shadow crashed against the black mist barrier, producing a piercing scraping sound and sending up large amounts of black sparks, but it could not break through even an inch.

"A mere trick!" Wei Chengfeng sneered, and with a sudden thrust of his palm forward, the black mist surged forward like a raging black tide, carrying immense power, and swept towards the direction where the Demon Lord was hiding.

Under the onslaught of the black mist, the Demon Lord was forced to reveal himself.

He let out a roar, and his demonic energy surged wildly, transforming into a huge black dragon with its blood-red maw wide open, lunging at Wei Chengfeng.

Upon seeing this, Wei Chengfeng's gaze instantly sharpened like an eagle's, showing no fear of the black dragon's fierce approach.

He formed a hand seal, and black mist frantically condensed in his palm, instantly transforming into a long spear wrapped in dark purple patterns. With a roar, Wei Chengfeng charged towards the dragon like an arrow released from a bow, his spear carrying an overwhelming momentum, aiming straight for the dragon's throat.

Sensing a deadly threat, the black dragon twisted violently in the air, trying to avoid the spear's edge.

But Wei Chengfeng's attacks were relentless, his spear piercing the dragon's neck with pinpoint accuracy. A deafening roar erupted, and the dragon's scales scattered, turning into wisps of demonic energy that dissipated into the air.

The Demon Lord's face turned deathly pale. He spat out a mouthful of black blood and staggered backward.

However, Wei Chengfeng did not give up. With a light touch of his toes, he instantly closed in on the Demon Lord like a ghost. With a flick of his spear, black mist surged at the tip, transforming into countless sharp black fangs that roared towards the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord was terrified and hurriedly condensed multiple layers of demonic energy shield in front of him.

However, these shields shattered layer by layer under the impact of the black mist fangs, as if they were made of paper.

The Demon Lord was terrified; this person was incredibly powerful.

Just as the fangs were about to pierce the Demon Lord, Wei Chengfeng suddenly stopped his attack, and the spear stopped steadily an inch in front of the Demon Lord's throat.

He looked down at the Demon Lord with disdain in his eyes: "Tell me where the spirit artifact is."

The Demon Lord's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and large beads of sweat slid down his cheeks, wetting his chest.

"Who exactly are you...?"

Wei Chengfeng's face grew impatient, and the black mist around him surged wildly, unleashing a vast and terrifying pressure that swept over the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord felt as if an invisible giant mountain had crashed down on him. His legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground with a thud. His body trembled violently uncontrollably, and a suppressed sob escaped his throat.

"Enough with the nonsense!" Wei Chengfeng's eyes were like knives, his voice icy and chilling. "Where is the spirit artifact hidden? If you dare to delay any longer, I'll make sure your soul is obliterated!"

The Demon Lord raised his head with difficulty. "I sent people to the secret realm to search for the spirit artifact, but none of them returned. They all perished in the secret realm. I really don't know who the spirit artifact has fallen into."

Upon hearing this, Wei Chengfeng's eyes flashed with a cold light, and the black mist around him grew even thicker, as if it would devour the entire hall.

"Hmph! You think you can escape this calamity by making excuses like this?" He took a step forward, and his oppressive aura swept towards the Demon Lord like a surging tide.

The Demon Lord's bones creaked and groaned, and under the immense pressure, he was almost pressed to the ground.

He screamed in agony, "Senior, spare my life! Everything I've said is true! If there's even a single lie, I'm willing to be annihilated!"

“Since that’s the case…” Wei Chengfeng’s gaze sharpened as he locked onto the Demon Lord, “Let me see if what you’re saying is true.”

Having said that, Wei Chengfeng formed hand seals, and the black mist around him twisted like a living thing, instantly transforming into countless black threads that shot swiftly towards the Demon Lord. These threads, like agile tentacles, quickly wrapped around the Demon Lord's body, finally converging on his forehead.

The Demon Lord's eyes widened as he tried to struggle and resist, but he found himself powerless like an ant before this immense power.

"Ah—" The Demon Lord let out a shrill scream, his body convulsing violently out of control.

Wei Chengfeng's consciousness followed those black threads, surging into the Demon Lord's mind like a dark torrent.

In that dark spiritual world, Wei Chengfeng quickly searched for memories related to spirit artifacts.

Unfortunately, as the Demon Lord said, the magical artifact was not among the demons.

After confirming that the Demon Lord's words were true, Wei Chengfeng's anger did not subside. Instead, it burned even more fiercely, like a raging fire doused with strong oil.

"What a demon!"

Wei Chengfeng's eyes were bloodshot. He gritted his teeth and roared angrily. The black mist around him surged wildly, as if it wanted to devour everything in the world.

Wei Chengfeng suddenly raised his hand and waved it. The black threads that were originally wrapped around the Demon Lord's body instantly burst out with powerful force. Under the tearing force, the Demon Lord's body was torn to pieces like a broken rag doll, and blood mist filled the entire hall.

"Since the spirit artifact is not with you, then your demon race has no reason to exist!" Wei Chengfeng's icy voice echoed in the hall, like a death knell from hell.

He flashed and appeared outside the main hall, raising his hands high and chanting incantations.

In an instant, dark clouds gathered, blotting out the sun and shrouding the entire demon territory in darkness. Black lightning flashed wildly through the clouds, accompanied by deafening thunder, as if it were Wei Chengfeng's furious roar.

"Kill!" Wei Chengfeng gave the order, and the black mist spread like a surging tide to every corner of the demon race.

Wherever the black mist passed, demon soldiers and generals fell with screams of agony. Their bodies rapidly dissolved under the erosion of the black mist, turning into a pool of black sewage.

The elite demons attempted to resist, unleashing their magical treasures and powerful demonic arts.

However, faced with Wei Chengfeng's absolute power, their resistance seemed utterly futile. Wei Chengfeng moved through the demon territory like a ghost, each move accompanied by a storm of blood and carnage.

The entire demon territory was plunged into chaos and panic.

Wei Chengfeng remained unmoved, his eyes filled with only indifference and murderous intent, as he continued his bloody rampage.

In less than an hour, the once invincible demon territory was reduced to ruins, with black blood flowing on the ground and a pungent stench of blood permeating the broken walls.

Wei Chengfeng stood in the center of the demon territory, looking at the desolate scene, a sinister smirk curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Spirit artifact, I must have you! Anyone or any force that stands in my way will be reduced to ashes, just like this demon race!"