Global Demon Transformation.

The next day, a faint glimmer of dawn appeared on the horizon.

In the early morning, when it was still slightly dark, it was a good time to sleep.

As the security guards saluted and watched, He Jun and his two companions walked out of the community gate.

In Xinghuo Community, He Jun and the other two have all bought houses, and they have all renovated and furnished them, but they rarely live there.

The party ended at 1 a.m. last night, but they did not stay at Lin Feng's house, but returned to Yun Tianqi's house instead.

For He Jun's safety, Ye Xing and Yun Tianqi protected him almost every step of the way, and they would not leave the five-meter range even when sleeping or going to the toilet.

In just six months, He Jun had been assassinated five times, one of which left him seriously injured, with his heart pierced, and he nearly died.

That is why Yun Tianqi and Ye Xing dared not be careless in the slightest.

Those assassins were all reckless madmen who would stop at nothing to assassinate He Jun. Fortunately, no emperor intervened, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to withstand it.

Of course, in the capital city, the emperor won't make a move if you don't want to die.

Emperors value their lives highly, and it seems unnecessary to die trying to assassinate a king, even if that king is exceptional.

No emperor would be willing to do that, and besides, success is not guaranteed.

If the assassination fails, the chances of survival are slim.

"It's been a long time since I got up this early. There aren't many people on the streets, but the air is quite fresh."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit tense, Ye Xing broke the silence first, obviously just trying to make conversation.

"Yeah, do you want to eat breakfast on the way? I'm tired of the cafeteria food."

Yun Tianqi casually echoed, then looked at He Jun and asked.

"I also can."

He Jun nodded slightly in reply, looking straight at the road with a somewhat vacant and lifeless gaze.

Her face was deathly pale, and she looked withered, giving people a lifeless and uncomfortable feeling.

Ye Xing and Yun Tianqi exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with both helplessness and heartache.

Given He Jun's current condition, is it really possible for him to continue offering sacrifices?
Are they really worried that He Jun might suddenly die?
"Should we give in?"

Yun Tianqi opened his mouth, but before he could finish speaking, He Jun interrupted him directly: "Don't let Brother Feng know. I know my body. I'm fine at the moment. If I really can't hold on, I will tell you."

Yun Tianqi hesitated, then could only sigh and remain silent.

They had heard about yesterday's meeting. Although they didn't know the content of the meeting, they heard that Lin Feng turned hostile at the slightest disagreement and didn't give anyone face.

Today's impromptu task might also be a deliberate show for Lin Feng.

Sending Lin Feng into action at this time is not a good choice and may even escalate yesterday's conflict.

The meeting time was eight o'clock. The three of them got up and washed before dawn, setting off early so as not to run into Lin Feng and make things difficult for him.

No matter how strong Lin Feng is, he's just a king.

Even if someone is exceptionally talented and can rival an emperor, so what?
Those who accepted the sacrifices were backed by more than ten emperors, who had no power to resist or refuse.

"You still need to find a chance to leave; your body can't take it if you continue like this."

Ye Xing's expression was somewhat serious, and he asked with concern.

He never imagined that even after becoming king, he would still feel so stifled.

Upon hearing this, He Jun showed neither joy nor sorrow.

Joining is easy, but leaving is not so simple.

Where can one go after leaving?

For some organizations and forces, she is merely an accelerator for enhancing the strength of her members, simply a tool.

The more tense the situation, the more frequently tools are used.

The operations department may be the best option.

I just hope we can hold on a little longer, until the day Lin Feng becomes emperor.

Outside Shangjing base city.

In the dense jungle, twenty-six young men and women stood on a clearing in the mud.

These men and women were around twenty or thirty years old. Each of them was dressed very elegantly and had a commanding presence. They were chatting casually at the moment.

They appeared to be gathered together randomly, but upon closer inspection, it was clear that there were eleven people in the center, with the rest surrounding them.

Their status was clearly superior, because they were descendants of emperors.

"Are you kidding me? Why are so many people accepting sacrifices today?" a slightly overweight young man complained, puzzled.

The more people there are, the less the power to give back.

“Yeah, it’s almost doubled,” someone echoed, their tone equally dissatisfied.

At this moment, a two-meter-tall, muscular young man dressed in black martial arts attire chuckled and said, "Not satisfied with too many people? If there are no surprises, we'll be hunting a royal-level demon beast today."

"Hong Qi, is it true? Is it really a royal-level demon beast?"

The chubby young man exclaimed in surprise.

He has never experienced the feedback from royal-level demonic beasts, and he has only had king-level demonic beasts twice. Most of them are eighth or ninth-tier demonic beasts, and he makes up for the quality with quantity.

The others also started to get excited.

Hong Qi is Hong Tao's great-grandson, so his words are highly credible.

If the target is a royal-level monster, even if there are more people, the power of the sacrifice will far exceed that before.

Under normal circumstances, the higher-ups would not easily hunt down royal-level demonic beasts, for fear of provoking a counterattack from the demon race.

The current situation is tense, beset by both internal and external troubles, and the higher-ups are absolutely unwilling to engage in a major war with the demon race.

“It should be true, my grandfather will also be involved today,” said a girl in a red dress with smoky makeup.

The girl's name is Meng Tian, ​​and her grandfather, Meng Dashu, is also an emperor.

"That's great! The power of a royal-level demon beast's sacrifice is far greater than that of a king-level beast. No wonder so many people came today." Everyone was excited.

Meng Tian said the same thing, so the news is almost certain.

For two emperors to take action, this must be a hunt for an emperor-level monster.

If it's for hunting king-level monsters, then that would be a waste of talent.

"I feel like if I make two or three more sacrifices, I can break through to the King rank."

"I need to do it at least four or five more times. I wish I could offer sacrifices every day."

"You're dreaming. You should be grateful if you can get a spot once a week, and even half a month is acceptable."

"We're fine, but I'm worried that He Jun's body won't be able to handle it."

"Indeed, Mr. He seems to be getting thinner and thinner?"

"That's not something we should be considering. Let's focus on becoming king first."

As people discussed the matter, some mentioned He Jun's health condition, but no one really cared.

Even those who are worried and have a heart that can't bear to give up such an opportunity will never give it up.

After all, everyone around me is enjoying it, so how can I give it up?
Such a rare and precious opportunity may never come again.

If they could, they would gladly accept sacrifices every day.

"The Emperor has arrived."

Someone suddenly looked up and said.

One gaze after another turned to the western sky, and the originally blurry black dot quickly magnified and became clear, soon revealing four figures.

The names were none other than Hong Tao, Yang Qingtian, Ji Yuesheng, and Meng Dashu.

After a while, nine figures appeared, flapping their spiritual wings.

The appearance of the four emperors excited the young men and women below.

Four emperors and nine kings—today's battle is likely not as simple as hunting down a single emperor-level monster.

Meng Dashu glanced casually at the ground below, then looked at Ji Yuesheng beside him and said slowly, "Is it really necessary to be in such a hurry?"

"What do you mean?"

Ji Yuesheng said calmly.

"Hey."

Meng Dashu remained silent for a moment, then sighed softly and said with some helplessness, "Lin Feng just arrived in the capital yesterday, and you've already arranged for He Jun to go on a mission today."

He didn't say what came next, but everyone understood.

According to the plan, today was not the day He Jun was to go on a mission.

The purpose and target of this sudden, temporary mission are self-evident.

It was also very obvious.

Yang Qingtian remained silent and did not offer any opinion.

Hong Tao, on the other hand, had a smile on his face, as if he were gloating.

"Is your granddaughter also receiving sacrificial offerings in gratitude today?"

Ji Yuesheng chuckled, and as Meng Dashu's expression changed slightly, he changed the subject: "You did attend yesterday's meeting, you only asked a simple question, and Lin Feng immediately turned hostile. He needs to change his temper. He's already this arrogant before he even becomes emperor, what will he be like after he becomes emperor? Who will be able to control him then?"

Yesterday marked the first meeting between Ji Yuesheng and Lin Feng.

He knew Lin Feng was arrogant, but he didn't expect him to be this arrogant.

Even when facing him, even when facing all the emperors, he was still so arrogant.

Lin Feng's record is indeed brilliant, even surpassing his own, but that doesn't give him the right to act recklessly.

He wanted Lin Feng to know that in the face of a nation, no matter how strong an individual's power is, it is still insignificant.

Even though Lin Feng was exceptionally talented, and even though he was one of the Thirteen Heavenly Kings of the Pure Land and possessed combat power comparable to an emperor, he was still insignificant.

If Lin Feng were alone, it would be fine; we could just leave him alone.

But Lin Feng is not.

He is the captain of the Avengers.

Behind him were more than ten exceptionally talented kings, whose average age was less than thirty.

Such a force cannot be underestimated even by nations.

This force cannot be easily out of control.

This is the real reason why Ji Yuesheng and the higher-ups wanted to give Lin Feng a warning.

"People are coming."

Hong Tao said.

At this moment, He Jun and his two companions came into view.

"let's start."

Ji Yuesheng said that the team began to move. Soon after, the earth-shattering roar of the monsters resounded through the sky, even causing the base city to tremble slightly, like an earthquake.

As the four emperors hunted down the emperor-level demonic beast, none of them noticed a dark figure silently watching them. (End of Chapter)