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

Chapter 67 The Holy Words of the First Emperor

The boy secretly wondered how much external spiritual power this magic crystal could provide.

The Bloodthirsty Demon has 17,000 spiritual power, while the Golden Bird Demon, with nearly 30,000 spiritual power, certainly has even more!

The teammates struggled to kill the skeleton warriors in the Aion.

It's both painful and joyful.

Yan Qianqiu, Cai'er, Tan Wan, and Fei Lengcui all learned the Shura Slash and Shura Thorn.

What surprised the boy the most was that
Tan Wan, this woman, has actually learned the secret techniques of killing.

Her face lit up with delight. "This burst of power is terrifying! It consumes at least two thousand units of inner spiritual energy to unleash three times the damage—this is a divine skill!"

Florence beamed at Shura Thorn, "This skill is perfect for me!"

Why is Divine Defense and Parry so powerful?
It's precisely because of its defensive power, which is three times that of a spiritual power user.

And this Asura Thrust is equivalent to a killing-inducing version of a divine skill!

Yan Qianqiu's eyes gleamed. If he had a force of three thousand demon cavalrymen, and they all learned the Asura Thrust, wouldn't they be an invincible army that could dominate the battlefield?
Thinking of this, his heart was filled with excitement!

The smile on her lips could never fade.

"Don't you feel any remorse for commanding the dead?"

Inside the Tower of Eternity, on the top floor, Elex stared in astonishment at the phantom of the boy.

He gazed at the smile on the boy's lips.

He murmured softly in his aged voice.

A voice suddenly rang in Yan Qianqiu's ears.

Hearing the old man's doubt, the boy telepathically asked the Eternal Melody, "Why should one have a psychological burden when commanding the spirits of the dead?"

His voice betrayed his confusion and bewilderment as he continued,

"Kings killed each other in the name of secular power and interests, resulting in countless deaths and injuries over tens of thousands of years!"

“Those were all living, breathing human lives; I was merely commanding the spirits of the deceased.”

"If the king has no psychological burden, why should I?"

"Compared to the executioners who start wars and lead countless people to their deaths, I should be called a saint!"

Yan Qianqiu responded with self-righteousness and shamelessness.

Electrolux was dumbfounded. In his thousand-year lifespan and ten thousand-year time span, this was the first time he had ever encountered such a person.

The old man's eyes were filled with complex emotions as he muttered to himself, "You are the true necromancer."

He also experienced confusion about his own strength.

At the moment he was abandoned by the Great Tortoise Shell Technique, he felt as if the sky was about to fall.

The boy in front of him had no psychological burden whatsoever about commanding the spirits of the dead; on the contrary, he felt it was only natural.

Recalling what was just said,

Even he, the undead scourge, couldn't think of a single way to refute the boy's words.

That makes so much sense, I'm speechless.

Electrolux placed his withered hand on his chest and murmured, "If only I had understood this back then. How exhilarating it would have been to confront the kings of the three great kingdoms, to confront the glorious Pope..."

"I am certainly not noble, but they are not saints either."

Yan Qianqiu gazed out at the Tower of Eternity, where eighty-three demon race nightmare cavalrymen stood.

He only needs to enslave demons or the most wicked and evil humans, and his mind and actions will naturally be as clear as a mirror. What psychological burden would he have?

The battle continues within the Tower of Eternity.

The skeleton warriors vanished like dust in their hands.

Liu Xian smiled and said, "The second challenge isn't too difficult either. As long as you activate the Eye of Truth, it shouldn't be a problem."

Yan Qianqiu nodded. "You've already gotten used to the first three levels, now you can challenge the fourth."

"Okay!" Florence and the others were eager to try.

In the past two days, each person has increased their internal spiritual power by an average of one hundred points per day.

This delighted them.

Yan Qianqiu is looking forward to his demon-hunting team becoming stronger.

It's like a simulation game, where you develop a character.

"Captain, are you really not going to absorb the spiritual energy orbs?" Bai Xiaomo asked curiously.

"These orbs of light are only effective for those with less than 5,000 spiritual power."

Hear the explanation,

Everyone suddenly realized what had happened, but felt a little regretful.

Keep going.

The fourth level introduced six skeleton warriors and four vengeful assassins. All were at the sixth tier of strength, causing the members of the Demon Hunter team to become serious and focused.

However, with everyone's tacit cooperation, the skeleton turned to ashes, and the vengeful spirit vanished silently.

Only ten orbs of light remained in place, shimmering.

Level 5,
Five skeleton cavalrymen and five vengeful assassins were too much for the Ye Clan to stop.

Level 6.

A beam of light descended from the dome, and a crimson vengeful spirit entered the skeleton warrior's body.

The creature, which was previously indistinguishable from an ordinary skeleton warrior, has visibly grown in size.

The atmosphere grew increasingly heavy.

Yan Qianqiu quickly understood what was before him: the soul of a powerful being, a formidable entity capable of parasitizing and amplifying the dead.

"He possesses the soul of a fire-attribute expert and retains his combat skills from his previous life. Be careful of his moves."

The crimson skeleton warrior transformed into a three-meter-tall figure, looking down at them from above.

“He is at the seventh level.” Cai’er frowned.

The crimson skull's eyes flickered with spiritual flames, undoubtedly indicating that it possessed intelligence compared to before.

"I come!"

Yan Qianqiu, clad in Dawn Heavy Armor and wielding the Wheel of Victory Sword, charged forward.

[Light Speed ​​Flash]
The platinum-colored wings spewed out flames and charged to the side of the crimson skull in almost an instant.

He swung his sword and slashed hard.

[The Overlord's Armor Removal]
The tall, crimson skull took a step forward, and its bone blade rose up with a tangible, Asura-like crimson blade light.

The weapons clashed, their force heavy and powerful.

They exchanged blows for several rounds.

The movements may look simple, but they represent a level of skill that is truly masterful.

Having undergone countless trials and tribulations, it seems to contain the ultimate truths of the universe.

The situation reached a stalemate for a short time.

Yan Qianqiu sighed inwardly, truly admiring the soul of a strong person, for it had managed to hold out for so long in his hands.

It should be noted that even when facing a peak seventh-tier avian demon, he did not use his clones and still managed to suppress the golden avian demon's attack!

This is a trial, and the young man naturally won't use Limbo and Shadow of Truth to quickly end the battle.

"Oh!"

The Victory Wheel Sword unleashed a dazzling, radiant light, shattering the crimson shield with a single blow.

A second burst of light and flame erupted from behind.

Close in and follow.

He swung his sword and shattered the crimson bone blade.

The tall skeleton slid back several meters, its eyes flickering with spiritual fire, filled with surprise and uncertainty.

He stared at the boy for a full ten seconds, then knelt on one knee. "Master, Holy Guard Twelve is reporting to you."

A deep, weathered voice slowly rose, “Anyone who wants to harm you must first step over these broken bones of mine!”

Yan Qianqiu stared at the three-meter-tall crimson skull before him.

Even kneeling, she was only slightly shorter than him.

It's huge, engulfed in flames, and has a very strong visual impact.

"It sounds a bit strange not to call him master."

"Yes."

"Do you still remember your previous name?" Yan Qianqiu asked.

That's all in the past.

The skeletal form transformed into a crimson flame and disappeared into the eternal melody.

A cluster of red flames flickered on the skull gemstone pendant of the necklace.

Yan Qianqiu fumbled for the necklace, hoping to use the undead to end the demon army.

Wouldn't that prevent any more people from sacrificing themselves?

An invincible army that belongs only to him.

Yan Qianqiu looked at the crimson flames on the skull, which reflected in his indigo eyes.

Ambition is reflected in the calm.

Ten thousand years ago, no one could unify this continent; perhaps they were just waiting for me. I will become the first emperor to unify this continent!
The boy made no attempt to conceal his ambition.

(End of this chapter)