Divine Seal: Fire Kirin Fly Template, shattering the Demon God Pillar!

Chapter 54 Five Hundred Thousand Merits! The Nine Demon Hunter Groups Are Utterly Despairing

Exorcism City, Camp 1.

Li Hao slept more soundly than ever before.

When he opened his eyes, the sunlight outside the window was already quite dazzling, warmly shining on him and dispelling the last trace of fatigue.

He stretched, and his joints cracked and popped, sending an indescribable feeling of comfort through his body.

His mental and spiritual power not only fully recovered, but even improved slightly.

"Cool!"

Li Hao rolled out of bed, feeling refreshed.

The entire First Battalion camp was unusually quiet at this moment.

Or rather, it was filled with the passion for cultivation.

In the open space in the center of the camp, Sima Xian, the violent priest, was shirtless, his bronze muscles covered in beads of sweat.

He wielded the wolf-tooth warhammer with great force, each swing producing a dull whistling sound as if it were about to smash the air apart.

Not far away, Wang Yuanyuan held the Giant Spirit God Shield, her figure moving nimbly and steadily.

In both offense and defense, they displayed remarkable heroism.

In the corner, Lin Xin was squatting in front of a pile of bottles and jars, muttering to himself and occasionally letting out a strange chuckle.

A strange smell, a mixture of herbs and sulfur, wafted from his direction, causing passing soldiers to cover their noses and walk around him.

Even Chen Ying'er, who usually dislikes cultivation, was sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed, seemingly engaged in deep meditation.

As for Zhongli, uh... the assassin, he can't be seen!
Li Hao's overwhelming and invincible performance yesterday deeply stimulated these proud and arrogant friends.

They clearly realized that the gap between themselves and their commander had widened to a point of despair.

If we don't work harder, we might not even have the right to follow behind and get left behind.

Li Hao nodded in satisfaction as he watched the bustling scene.

This is what a top-tier demon-hunting team should be like!

However, this tranquil atmosphere of cultivation was broken in the afternoon.

A communications soldier from the military headquarters jogged into the First Battalion's camp, shouting, "Where is the Fire Cloud Demon Hunter Regiment?"

"By order of the Lord of the Holy Moon Palace, we summon Group Leader Li Hao and all members to the military command center immediately for a meeting!"

Before he could finish speaking, the communications officer added, "All the newly recruited Demon Hunter teams have assembled at the command center."

Li Hao frowned. Such a big show of force?

When the Fire Cloud Demon Hunter Team of six arrived at the military command center, they found it already bustling with people.

Besides them, the other nine newly formed demon hunter teams, totaling fifty-five people, were already waiting here.

The atmosphere in the spacious command center was both solemn and excited.

Everyone's eyes kept glancing at Li Hao, who was standing at the front, their expressions filled with complex emotions.

There was curiosity, scrutiny, and above all, an indescribable sense of awe.

Although they did not witness yesterday's battle.

However, the story of Li Hao single-handedly charging into the demon army and turning the tide had already spread like wildfire in private.

On the high platform.

After the Chief of Staff, Holy Spirit, fell into a coma, Holy Spirit, the Lord of the Assassin Temple, resumed command.

Saint Moon's sharp gaze swept across the entire room, lingering on Li Hao for a couple more seconds.

For once, a hint of approval appeared on that perpetually icy face.

"Everyone is here."

Saint Moon's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, instantly silencing the noisy scene.

"I have summoned you here for two matters. The first is to announce the final results of yesterday's battle and the assessment of merits."

He paused, his gaze sharp as lightning, and looked directly at everyone below the stage, saying each word clearly: "In yesterday's battle, our Exorcism Pass achieved a great victory, annihilating more than 30,000 enemies."

"Among them, the greatest contributor is Li Hao, the twenty-first general-level officer and leader of the Fire Cloud Demon Hunter Squad!"

These words caused a stir among the crowd, even though they had expected it.

However, what Sheng Yue said next was like a thunderclap from the heavens, exploding in everyone's minds.

"Li Hao, with the body of a seventh-tier Battle King, single-handedly killed Sai Gong, the eighth-tier peak Demon God of the Demon Clan, amidst a vast army!"

"Boom—!" The entire command center was as if a bomb had been dropped on it, and it instantly erupted into chaos!

Dead!

First came a deathly silence that lasted for several seconds!

Everyone stared wide-eyed and gaped, as if they had heard something unbelievable.

A seventh-tier demon god... violently killing a peak eighth-tier demon god?

Is this...is this some kind of myth?
"I... I didn't hear wrong, did I? The Holy Moon Palace Master said... a forceful kill? Peak eighth rank?"

A young member of the knight order vigorously picked at his ear, his face filled with disbelief.

"What a joke! There's an insurmountable chasm between the seventh and eighth ranks!"

"Not to mention a peak eighth-tier demon god! That's someone who can go toe-to-toe with our ninth-tier powerhouses!"

A magician gasped in shock, looking at Li Hao as if he were a monster in human skin.

Yang Wenzhao froze on the spot, his handsome face drained of color, and his mouth was agape, wide enough to fit an egg.

He admitted that he was no match for Li Hao.

But now Li Hao is so powerful that he can hardly catch up with him.

He forcefully killed a peak eighth-tier demon god!

This is beyond the realm of genius; it's a miracle, a legend!

Yang Wenzhao felt that his pride and his beliefs were crushed to pieces by Li Hao's brilliant achievements at this moment.

Standing next to him, Long Haochen was equally shocked.

However, the emotions in his eyes were completely different from those in Yang Wenzhao's.

It was a pure, heartfelt worship and longing.

He clenched his fists tightly, looking at Li Hao's back, as if he saw the goal he wanted to catch up with in the future.

It turns out that humans can really be this powerful!

The most vehement reaction came from the Fire Cloud Demon Hunters themselves.

"I...I'm so pissed off!"

Sima Xian's large, bell-like eyes widened, and his bald head gleamed under the light. He grabbed Lin Xin beside him and shook him violently.

"Lin Xin! Did you hear that! The commander... he killed a peak eighth-tier demon god! Eighth-tier!!"

Lin Xin was shaken until he was dizzy, but the expression on his face was even more exaggerated than Sima Xian's.

His eyes, which had been gleaming with the light of gold coins, had now turned into two enormous "¥" symbols, and drool was practically dripping from the corners of his mouth.

"The corpse of an eighth-tier peak demon god..."

Lin Xin muttered to himself, his voice trembling, "Complete? It has to be complete!"

"How much is that worth? How many precious alchemical materials are needed? We're rich! We're rich! We're rich!"

Wang Yuanyuan and Chen Ying'er covered their mouths, their beautiful eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

They knew Li Hao was strong, but they never expected him to be so incredibly strong.

That's a demon god!

The terrifying beings that usually only exist in legends and epics were slaughtered by their leader like chickens.

This feeling is so unreal, like a dream.

From the high platform, Saint Moon took in everyone's reactions.

He raised his hand and pressed down lightly, an invisible pressure spreading out and instantly silencing the boiling scene once again.

"quiet!"

He looked at Li Hao and said in a deep voice, "According to the alliance rules, killing an eighth-tier peak demon god will be rewarded with 500,000 merit points."

"This merit has been allocated to your merit token."

Half a million!
This number once again sent chills down everyone's spine.

Many demon-hunting groups may never earn even a fraction of that amount in their entire lives.

Saint Moon continued, "Furthermore, the corpse of that Winged Bull Madman Sai Gong is invaluable. The Alliance is willing to offer 300,000 merit points to purchase it from you."

"Are you... willing?"

(End of this chapter)