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Chapter 1080 The Ring World is Invaded

Beijing.

A ring world!

A strange light flashed in the eyes of the demonic ring-cloaked figure, and the mind of the true body suddenly sensed something and descended into this body.

He flicked his wrist, and the wooden ring flew off his body, circled his shoulder and arm, and finally landed gently in his palm.

As delicate as a feather, it doesn't look like the true form of a demonic soldier who has killed countless people.

He looked at the wooden ring and sighed, thinking that he had just achieved a small level of mastery of the Ice Grip technique, and wondered what effect it would have on the Heart Demon Ring.

Logically speaking, the Ice Grip is suitable for the Supreme Demon Weapon, and using the Half-Saint Yin Blade as a substitute is slightly inadequate.

However, the Heart Demon Ring has not yet won the battle royale against the Demon Soldier Lord, so it is not qualified, and it is unknown how effective the Ice Grip Hand will be.
Suddenly, the voice of a demonic soldier requesting instructions rang in my ears.

"My lord, I recently stole something valuable from the governor's mansion in Jingzhou. It concerns the truth behind the death of the former Chanjun and I would like to offer it to you."

Ok?
Previously, when the Fiend Spear attacked the Jie Prefecture of Maijing, many soldiers and slaves with the Heart Demon Ring went to plunder, but unexpectedly they were wiped out by a single devastating blow from the Barbarian Hammer.

Although many survived, they were severely weakened and had to resort to self-destructive methods to heal themselves.

The Jiefu Palace in Buried Mirror Prefecture must have had some good things, but many of them were smashed to pieces by the barbarian demon hammer. The only survivors were those that were taken away by the demon soldiers and slaves.

Unexpectedly, it also contained the truth about the former emperor's dethronement.

As mentioned earlier, there are two types of rulers: those who ascend the throne through the Fengshan ceremony and those who ascend it through the Fengshan ceremony. The former are Feng rulers, who are elected by the world and ascend the throne, while the latter are Shan rulers, who are granted the throne by the previous ruler due to their virtue.

The current ruler ascended the throne because the previous abdicated ruler died suddenly and the country was without a ruler, so he was recommended to the throne by eighteen ancient families.

The predecessor was the Chanjun, who inherited the throne from the previous feudal lord. He ruled without ever making a mistake. After his death, several gentlemen attempted to seize the throne, which triggered a civil war that year and indirectly led to the death of the former virtuous lady.

The reason why the feudal lord turned to the dark side and went against the will of heaven to resurrect his deceased wife was due to the psychological trauma caused by that chaotic battle.

Some people are saying that the death of the former Zen master was suspicious, and that there might be a conspiracy behind the scenes.

The Heart Demon Ring's heart skipped a beat, and countless years suddenly flashed through its mind. In a single thought, Zhou You's main consciousness activated its profound power and suddenly grasped the intricate connections between them.

"Alright, come see me immediately!"

The Inner Demon Ring immediately activated its authority within the Ring World, summoning the slave soldier before it.

A figure appeared in the ring world, and the barrier behind it slowly closed. However, just as only a small gap remained, two large hands pierced through and tore open the barrier of the ring world.

brush!
"Hahaha, I was right. You created a scenic city modeled after the Demon Soldier Village, where you hide and rule as king, and even recruit these slave soldiers to perform for you."

As the voice spoke, countless tiny, indistinct strands of flesh and blood appeared in the ring of time, intertwining and weaving together to form beautiful feathers, as if these feathers were strung together with needle and thread.

It was formed from countless flesh and feathers, and was actually a felt blanket floating in the air.

The felt blanket was entirely black and red, and blood was still dripping from it. A dark figure sat on it from behind.

The two large hands in the silhouette are the uninvited guests who tore open the circular world and barged in.

"Winged Demon Felt!"

The Heart Demon Ring frowned, looking at the soldier slave who was requesting an audience. "You serve two masters, trying to please both. Have you thought about how this will end?"

Although the soldier's hands and feet trembled slightly, he mustered his courage and said, "Master, I really don't want to betray you, but if I don't agree, he'll die on the spot. If I betray you and bring him into this place, at least I can live a little longer!" "Hmm, not bad, cold-blooded and shameless, you're quite the professional!"

The Heart Demon Ring showed neither grief nor anger, casually glancing at him before turning its attention away and looking at the Winged Demon Felt.

He asked loudly, "Winged Demon Felt, I heard you've been in a sorry state lately being hunted down by the Shakyamuni Sect. What brings you here to bother me? What, is the wound from the Fifth Heavenly King still not healed?"

The dark figure on the winged demon felt twitched twice, as if a painful memory had been stirred up. He sneered, "You know I was furious after being beaten, and with nowhere to vent my anger, I had to take it out on you!"

"Heart Demon Ring, I'll kill you to replenish my strength, and then go find the Shakyamuni Cult to cause trouble."

He chuckled and said, "You're quite something. You leave the traitor you hate to the bone in front of you unscathed, and instead you're completely on guard against me. What a magnanimous attitude!"

Upon hearing this, the Demon Soldier trembled, finally realizing that he was merely bait used to distract the Heart Demon Ring. Even if he were killed on the spot, the Winged Demon Felt would only stand by and watch.

He was filled with regret, resentment, and bitterness, but no one cared about him anymore.

The Inner Demon Ring doesn't care about a mere traitor. This is a ring world; if he wins, he can crush him with a single finger; if he loses, there's no need to worry about settling scores with traitors.

Without further ado, the Winged Demon Feather activated its demonic soldiers, causing the felt beneath it to weather and disintegrate, scattering feathers across the city gates.
Each feather was tinged with blood and flesh, smooth as water plants drifting with the current, but in the Winged Demon's palm, it instantly transformed into a triangular flag that cleaved down towards the Heart Demon Ring.

The seemingly soft winged felt was extremely dull, with clear flesh and feather textures writhing and leaping. Once it touched a fleshy body, it would instantly drag it into it and assimilate it into its own body.

Suddenly, amidst the trembling and rubbing of the feathers, countless pitiful cries and pleas for help rang out.

"Let me go!"

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

These sounds are high-pitched and shrill, like pollution to the ears, making one lose their senses.

Just as the Heart Demon Ring was about to be engulfed by the Winged Demon Feather, sinking into a swamp of flesh and feathers, its bones and flesh fused together.

The wooden ring spun out of my hand, its speed accelerating to supersonic speeds within three rotations, tearing through the polluted sound waves.

Zhou You pointed at the Winged Demon Felt, and the Heart Demon Ring jumped and cracked open. After cracking, the two halves of the wooden ring flew towards the front and back of the Winged Demon Felt and then merged together to form a complete ring.

The ring was embedded in the Winged Demon Felt, as if it were being actively absorbed into it.

"Heh heh, Demon Ring, your death is near!"

As soon as Winged Demon Felt finished speaking, the Heart Demon Ring began to tremble, and waves of visible shockwaves fell on Winged Demon Felt, only to be completely absorbed by the layers of flesh and feathers.

However, the next moment, a piece of flesh and feather, propelled by the shockwave, suddenly sprang up, connecting end to end to form a... ring.

Following that, countless feathers spontaneously formed rings, and a ripple swept across the surface of the Winged Demon Felt.

Finally, under the horrified gaze of the Winged Demon Felt Soldier Lord, the entire thick felt, under the pervasive influence, automatically rolled up towards the center, end to end, forming a ring.

"Impressive tactics! The Demonic Ring has been entrenched in the capital, observing the changes in the world. It certainly has some skill!"

"I, Quan Mozhi, will measure your length!"

With a whoosh, another person broke into the ring world; it was none other than the third Demon Soldier Lord.

Winged Demon Felt looked at the uninvited guest and nodded, saying, "As expected, without your help, we couldn't have destroyed the Heart Demon Ring!"

(End of this chapter)