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

Chapter 94 The Demon Clan Assembles, Their Army Presses In

From this day forward, Li Hao will no longer be just a gifted junior.

He will officially inherit the glory of the previous generation of strongmen.

With his illustrious record of slaying five demon gods, he has earned his own undeniable voice in the highest hall of the Holy Temple Alliance!

Chen Zidian's voice seemed to still echo in the air above the training ground, each word striking heavily into everyone's hearts.

From below the stage, Long Haochen's gaze was fixed on the figure on the high platform.

That figure, who was about the same age as him, had already achieved such brilliant success.

He felt no jealousy, only boundless fighting spirit and a desire to catch up.

“Li Hao…”

Long Haochen muttered to himself, clenching his fists tightly until his knuckles turned slightly white from the force.

Cai'er, standing beside him, also had a complex light flickering in her clear, cold eyes.

She could sense the confidence and strength emanating from Li Hao.

It originates from the absolute strength forged in the blood of enemies after countless life-and-death battles.

"Title-level...we must reach that level as soon as possible!"

Han Yu said in a low voice, his voice filled with resentment and excitement.

Once upon a time, they were newcomers who joined the Demon Hunters in the same batch.

But now, the other side has left them far behind.

This gap is both a pressure and an endless source of motivation!
On the high platform, facing the thunderous cheers, Li Hao's expression remained unusually calm.

A titled Demon Hunter Team, five million merits—these honors are certainly exhilarating.

But his gaze had already moved beyond the glory before him, and was now fixed on a more distant horizon.

That is the true core of the demon race.

Just as the atmosphere reached its peak and the cheers were about to overturn the entire fortress, a sudden change occurred!

"—Report!!!"

A piercing scream, sharp as a sword, shattered the frenzied atmosphere.

A scout, covered in blood and with tattered armor, rode a similarly wounded warhorse and charged madly toward the high platform of the training ground.

The warhorse let out a mournful neigh and collapsed from exhaustion as it charged toward the high platform, throwing the messenger on its back off with a heavy thud.

The messenger rolled on the ground several times, seemingly oblivious to the pain. He struggled to his feet and, with his last ounce of strength, roared hoarsely.

"Urgent military situation! Top priority! The demons... the demon army is pressing in!"

Before he could finish speaking, he collapsed to the ground and lost consciousness completely.

The scroll of secret reports he was clutching tightly in his hand, wrapped in special waterproof animal hide, rolled to the ground.

hum!
The cheers of tens of thousands of people across the training ground came to an abrupt halt.

The fervor and excitement vanished instantly, replaced by a deathly silence and a chilling cold.

All eyes were fixed on the unconscious messenger and the blood-stained secret report.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

On the high platform, Han Qian's expression instantly became extremely solemn.

He took a step forward, his figure appearing like a ghost below the stage, helping the messenger to his feet and simultaneously taking the scroll of secret reports into his hand.

"Quickly! The medics from the Priest's Temple!"

Han Qian shouted in a deep voice, and immediately several priests who were already waiting rushed forward. Holy light enveloped the messenger, and they began to provide emergency treatment.

Han Qian quickly unfolded the secret report, and after just one glance, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Yang Haohan, Lin Chen, Qiu Yonghao, and others also teleported to his side.

When they saw the contents of the secret report, a dark cloud hung over everyone's face.

"All legion commanders, high-ranking members of the Holy Temple, and members of the Fire Cloud Demon Hunter Corps, please proceed to the command post for a meeting immediately!"

Han Qian's voice was no longer loud, but it carried an undeniable air of authority and menacing power, resounding throughout the entire venue.

"Everyone else, return to your posts. The entire city is on high alert!"

"Yes!"

The resounding response, like a torrent of steel, echoed through the sky. Tens of thousands of soldiers quickly and orderly dispersed, rushing to their respective defensive lines.

The training ground, which was just moments ago filled with glory and joy, was now filled with only solemnity and tension.

The shadow of war fell on everyone's heart without warning.

……

Southeast Fortress, Command Post.

In front of the enormous sand table, all the high-ranking members of the Temple Alliance gathered. The atmosphere was so oppressive it was almost suffocating.

Li Hao and Chen Zidian were also invited to participate, standing to one side with equally serious expressions.

Paladin Commander Han Qian's face was ashen as he swept his gaze over everyone present.

"As you all probably already know, the situation is as described."

His voice was deep and powerful, filled with a sense of impending doom.

"According to multiple intelligence reports, the demon race is amassing an army on an unprecedented scale."

"Their target is our entire defense line!"

Han Qian stretched out his finger and drew a long, shocking red line from east to west on the huge sand table.

"They're going to start a full-scale war!"

Yang Haohan stood to the side, his eyes sharp as knives, a stark contrast to the usually gentle alliance leader.

"This is very likely the largest all-out war that our human race has faced in nearly a century!"

Yang Haohan added that the heaviness in his tone made the temperature in the meeting room seem to drop a few degrees.

Everyone present wore solemn expressions and fell into deep thought.

Total War!

Everyone present knew perfectly well what those four words meant.

This means that any point on the Temple Alliance's long defensive line could become the main battlefield.

Once a fortress's defenses falter, the demon army will tear open a breach.

Like a flood breaking through a dam, the demon army will surge into the heart of the Alliance, causing a devastating catastrophe.

That would be a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, a devastation of life!

"why?"

An aged yet steady voice broke the oppressive silence.

It was Chen Zidian.

His seemingly cloudy old eyes gleamed with wisdom, sharp enough to pierce through all illusions.

"Why would the Demon Clan choose this time to launch a full-scale war so suddenly? There must be a reason."

Chen Zidian's question drew everyone's attention to Han Qian.

Han Qian took a deep breath and took out another secret report from his pocket.

The edges of this secret report still bear traces of dried, blackened blood, clearly obtained by intelligence personnel at the cost of their lives.

He passed the secret report to everyone for review.

There are two reasons.

Han Qian's voice rang out again, tinged with coldness.

"Firstly, according to the information sent back by our spies who have infiltrated the Demon Clan, several powerful tribes within the Demon Clan have simultaneously fallen into severe famine this year."

He paused for a moment, giving everyone time to process the information.

Everyone present was shrewd and immediately understood the key point.

War is the most direct and bloody means of diverting internal conflicts, depleting surplus population, and plundering resources for survival.

Hungry beasts are the most ferocious!
"What about the second reason?"

Lin Chen, the temple master of the Magic Temple, frowned and asked, sensing that things were not so simple.

Han Qian's gaze unconsciously shifted to Li Hao, who was standing to the side, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

"The second reason..."

He spoke slowly, enunciating each word clearly.

"That Demon Emperor seems to have reached his limit and can no longer tolerate Li Hao's continued growth."

These words plunged the meeting room into a deathly silence once again.

All the high-ranking officials' eyes were focused on Li Hao.

There was shock, solemnity, worry, and also a hint of... understanding.

Everyone present witnessed firsthand how terrifying Li Hao's potential was and how monstrous his growth rate was.

At the eighth rank, he had already slain five demon gods!
This even includes ninth-order demon gods!

If such a being were to successfully grow to the ninth rank, or even higher, what a devastating threat it would pose to the demon race?

Demon God Emperor Fengxiu, as the strongest ruler of the demon race for thousands of years, would never turn a blind eye to this.

If he were to allow an enemy capable of overturning the entire war to grow unchecked, he would not be the cunning and ruthless Demon Emperor he is!

(End of this chapter)