Divine Seal: Six Paths of Reincarnation, I am the Crown-Rank Assassin

Chapter 101 Gathering at Exorcism Pass, Long Haochen Also Arrives

"What if the Crown of the Demon God is lost?" Liu Xian asked.

"It will only take one or two years for the Demon God Pillar to upgrade the Crown of Inheritance to the Crown of Demon God."

These words made Bai Xiaomo, Liu Xian, and Fei Lengcui's eyes widen.

Florence cursed under her breath.
"Holy crap, the fact that a demon god could be born in such a short time is just too monstrous."

"It's unimaginable how our ancestors managed to sustain themselves for six thousand years!"

"Therefore, killing the demon god is not very meaningful, and there is a risk of being ambushed."

Yan Qianqiu couldn't help but smile as he said this.
"However, we don't need to worry about these things because we have the Eternal Tower."

……

Sunlight streamed through the forests of the Demon-Suppressing Mountains and fell upon Long Haochen.

The young man sat there deep in thought. He looked up at the man with long, dark green hair.
"Lin Xin, the dimming of the fiery red demon pillar signifies the fall of the Flame Lion Demon."

In other words, the demon-exorcising battlefield currently only has a maximum of eighth-tier demon gods.

"This is a good opportunity!"

With bright, piercing eyes, the now sixteen-year-old Long Haochen has grown increasingly tall, exceeding 1.8 meters in height.

"really."

Lin Xin nodded, a relaxed expression on his face.
"Among the six major battlefields, the Demon Exorcism Pass has one of the largest numbers of demons, but the demon gods are generally weak, making it a good fit for us."

“Right?” Yingxin smiled.

He wielded the dagger, deftly maneuvering it between his fingers.

"With the fusion of the Spirit Furnace and the Descent of the God of Light, even an eighth-order demon is within our grasp!"

"There's no need to keep thinking about running deep into the demon realm."

Wang Yuanyuan, resting against the Giant Spirit God's Shield, overheard their discussion about Long Haochen obtaining the Spirit Furnace in Dream Paradise and became interested as well.
"I heard that a level one spirit furnace requires at least two levels higher than the previous one, is that right?"

“That’s right!” Chen Ying’er exclaimed excitedly. “That’s what my grandfather told me.”

"Originally, the only first-level spirit furnace was the Reincarnation Spirit Furnace of the Assassin's Temple."

"Now that the Knights' Temple also has a spirit furnace of the same level, I feel that the day when humanity retaliates against the demons is not far off."

Yingxin sheathed her dagger, a sharp light flashing in her eyes.

"Let's not let our guard down." Long Haochen smiled slightly.
"Let's go, everyone."

The other six followed behind Long Haochen as they headed towards the Demon Exorcist Clan's camp.

The group planned to take advantage of the chaos in the demon realm.

……

Yan Qianqiu looked at his companions and said, "Let's stick to the original plan and try to completely control the demons of Exorcism Pass."

"it is good!"

Using the Moon Demon Token and the Demon Clan's Purple Eyes, Cai'er, after a little dressing up, exuded a dark aura.

Those purple eyes also became alluring.

"Why am I a demon?" Tan Wan shrugged and activated the mimicry gem in his hand.

The alluring young woman's face turned ashen, and demonic bone wings sprouted from her back, which she gently waved.

Mimicry gems are rare and precious, and are generally only available to King-level or higher demon hunter groups.

It is the perfect treasure for venturing deep into the demon realm.

Members of the King-level and Emperor-level Demon Hunter teams carry this with them at all times to avoid being surrounded by low-level demon armies and to facilitate concealing their whereabouts.

Yan Qianqiu asked Ying Suifeng to help him exchange for a few.

"Aside from the three upper races, are there no good-looking demons?" Bai Xiaomo pouted and couldn't help but complain.

"It's good enough to have something to use, why be so picky?" Florence raised an eyebrow, transformed into a golden bird demon without hesitation, and stood in the air holding a long spear.

After a while,
The six people had completely changed; their appearance and aura were no different from those of the demons.

Yan Qianqiu activated the Demon God Transformation once again.

Dark blue demonic flames swirled up from beneath his feet, blooming like a demonic lotus.

The demonic energy surged, and the body gradually grew taller, its skin covered with hideous yet magnificent demonic armor.

Yan Qianqiu's handsome face appeared and disappeared amidst the demonic flames. His originally gentle and refined features were now tinged with an eerie quality, as deep as an abyss and as dazzling as a star.

He raised the corners of his lips slightly, revealing his gleaming white fangs. "Next, let's pretend to be demon hunters and give Sai Gong a surprise."

Behind Yan Qianqiu

The Tower of Eternity shines brightly.

Two terrifying dual-blade demons, the Killing Shadow Venerable and the Lava Blood Demon Puppet, appeared respectfully, standing there with their heads bowed.

The Demon Hunters are an organization that was established a year and a half ago. Only the Demon Emperor has the authority to command them, and there are about a hundred of them.

The leader is at least an eighth-level expert, and the weakest member is at least a seventh-level expert.

Time quickly came to noon.

The demon camp was shrouded in dark purple demonic miasma, with eerie green phosphorescent flames hanging from the towering bone totem poles, casting a sinister glow over the entire camp.

Yan Qianqiu and his group, clad in armor formed from demonic energy, moved steadily through the crowd.

Their presence was perfectly concealed by the demon token and the mimicry gem.

The aura emanating from him was unique to high-level demons, causing the lower-level demon soldiers along the way to lower their heads and retreat, not daring to look him in the eye.

"boom--"

The sound of flapping wings came from afar, and a seventh-tier three-headed demonic eagle lord led several sixth-tier demonic eagles flying low in the sky.

Its wingspan is four zhang, and its iron feathers are menacing. Its three heads are engulfed in red, blue, and purple demonic flames, and its neck, entwined with golden patterns, is covered with barbs.

The steel claws were stained with blood, and the monsters scattered wherever they passed.

But as it approached Yan Qianqiu, it landed on the spot, folded its wings, and a hint of fear flashed in its beastly eyes.

"grown ups."

The three-headed demonic eagle lowered its head, its voice like muffled thunder, "What instructions do you have given us since you've come to the front lines?"

Yan Qianqiu's eyes were indifferent.
His fingertips gently caressed the Azure Flame Cavalry Spear floating beside him, the demonic runes flowing in his eyes, radiating an invisible pressure.

He did not speak.
Florence behind him let out a cold laugh, her voice hoarse like the scraping of metal.
"The will of a demon god is not something you can interfere with?"

The three-headed demonic vulture trembled and immediately prostrated itself on the ground. The other demons around it also knelt down in unison, even their breathing became cautious.

Liu Xian secretly clenched the scroll hidden in her sleeve.

Bai Xiaomo lowered her eyes, concealing the murderous intent within them.

Florence tilted her head slightly, and beneath the black cloak conjured by demonic energy, her fingertips were already resting on the gun handle.

"I'm looking for Sai Gong, is he here?"

Yan Qianqiu said in a deep voice.

"Lord Winged Bull Madman was summoned to Heart City a month ago, and his subordinates do not know when he will return."

The three-headed demonic eagle said cautiously.

"Very well, the Winged Bulls will also join me at the Lord's Meeting."

Upon hearing this news, Yan Qianqiu felt somewhat regretful.

"Yes, your subordinate is about to go."

The three-headed eagle originally did not intend to go to the Lords' Gathering, as it had a feeling that there was something wrong with the gathering.

Sensing that the Flame Lion Lord's Demon God Pillar had dimmed, it immediately dispatched the Two-Headed Demon Eagle to Heart City to report to the Winged Bull Mad Demon.

This matter cannot be handled carelessly.

But who would have thought that he would encounter the core demon god of the demon race's mobilization vortex, Qingyao Qimo.

The three-headed eagle lord's six eyes rolled.

Quills Camp.

Seventy-eight demon lords gathered beneath the crimson royal tent, demonic flames rising from the leather and bone banners, elongating their shadows.

The air was thick with the stench of blood.
The lower-ranking demon generals knelt on the outer perimeter, holding their breath, even deliberately minimizing the sound of their armor rubbing together.

"The demon god of the seventieth pillar has returned."

The Bonewing Lord tapped the table with his knuckles, a piercing voice emanating from beneath his skeletal mask.
"With the aftermath of the riots of the Fifty-Second Pillar still fresh in our minds, the Demon God's summons this time is probably not just for the war."

(End of this chapter)