Chapter 108: Chapter 100 Death Announcement

In the Demon squad, multiple Prayers were secretly reciting spells, pointing towards Zhou Leng.

However, with United Strength embodying him, and the Mountain of Will hanging high, mental attacks and mind control were all ineffective.

Those Prayers suddenly bled from the mouth and nose, suffering backlash.

Some spells of curse weakening, upon approaching Zhou Leng, were mostly dispelled by United Strength, having minimal impact on Zhou Leng.

Then, the Demon Spirit Masters behind Zhou Leng made their move.

The Demon Spirits hovering above their shoulders transformed into various forms, be it fire birds, crossbows, swords and knives, or bottles, they took countless shapes.

The Demon Spirits released Demon Spirit Techniques, targeting and killing the Prayers.

One Demon Spirit Master activated a Demon Spirit Artifact, a wide white light descended, dispelling all curses from around Zhou Leng.

“Advance!”

“Advance!”

Zhou Leng shouted loudly, stepping forward again.

The entire rescue army, as if following Zhou Leng, stepped forward in unison.

Not far away, thousands of trapped classmates were already in despair.

However, the light of United Strength spread like dawn, reaching them across the Demon army, standing like thick city walls.

Like the rising sun, shining upon the battlefield.

“Hold on!”

“Reinforcements are here!”

“Hang in there!”

After an unknown period, Zhou Leng, covered in blood, struck a Demon ahead with a palm.

In front, were the trapped classmates.

The Demon wall was breached.

“Let’s fight back to the Aperture!” Zhou Leng shouted.

“Fight back to the Aperture!”

Zhou Leng, Mountain River Oak, Rao Mingxian, Lv Yuanhao, and others led the fiercest assault team from various schools, charging towards the Demons encircling the rescue crew.

The trapped classmates quickly merged into the rescue army.

Zhou Leng scanned the trapped classmates and saw a familiar face.

She was carrying an unconscious girl, her waist bent, bangs stuck to her forehead with sweat, her face haggard, lips pale.

The girl also looked over.

Zhou Leng and Xu Qingjin shared a look on the battlefield of blood and bones, nodding gently.

One moving forward, the other moving backward.

“You retreat, we’ll cover the rear!”

In military combat, charging is difficult, but covering the rear is equally challenging.

Both require immense courage.

“Zhou Leng!” A wounded Molten Hammer led the Steel Dwarves team over, standing side by side to cover the rear.

Molten Hammer laughed heartily and shouted, “I knew you would come!”

The Demons, seeing the Humans about to be rescued, suddenly flew into a rage, howling and charging at the rear guard Humans.

Zhou Leng and the others calmly fought back, fighting while retreating, fearless.

Gradually, the army’s pace slowed down increasingly.

The long queue was about to be squeezed into a circle.

The Human army had regrouped, but those heading towards the Aperture were blocked, unable to move forward.

“Mountain River Oak, Molten Hammer, leave this to you.”

“Alright!” The Giant Youth and Dwarf youth responded loudly.

Zhou Leng turned, looking towards the new forefront of the army, the direction of the Aperture.

Taking a deep breath, with a leap, he jumped onto the Demons’ heads, then, utilizing True Qi, flew while stepping on Demons.

Pew pew pew…

Stepping along the edge of the battle line among Demons, Zhou Leng bypassed to the front from the Human race’s side, causing Demon heads to burst continuously wherever he went.

“Kill him!”

The Demons shouted.

But Zhou Leng’s Lightweight Skill was too fast, and by the time the nearby Demons reacted, he had already leapt dozens of meters away.

In barely a few seconds, stepping on Demons, Zhou Leng reached the new front line and jumped into the forefront.

“Follow me, kill!”

Zhou Leng resumed his previous combat technique.

One step forward, a palm crushes a head.

Another step forward, an elbow pierces the chest.

Continuing onward, waist and horse united, shoulder and body leaning fiercely, like a giant elephant, pushing back a large number of Demons.

Advance, advance, advance…

Boom!

With a palm, Zhou Leng knocked a Demon flying, while staggeringly moving forward, losing balance.

“Zhou Leng!”

Everyone shouted.

Zhou Leng had reached his limit.

There were no more Demons up ahead.

Zhou Leng fell into the Aperture.

A few Demons attacked Zhou Leng, but before touching him, their bodies turned to ashes.

Sitting down, Zhou Leng turned his head to glance at the army penetrating the Demon wall, smiling.

He stood up, facing the army, slowly retreating, shouting loudly.

“Advance! Advance! Advance!”

“Advance!”

“Advance!”

Over ten thousand of the Human race army recaptured the Aperture.

“Humans shall prevail!”

“Humans shall prevail!”

Inside the Aperture, it transformed into a sea of victory and joy.

Outside, the Demons were like a swarm of insects, slowly writhing, angrily staring at the Humans within the Aperture.

In the distance, the Star of Dim Light sighed softly.

“Honorable Human race, honorable warriors.”

“These Humans, can foster higher quality Original Demon fruits.”

Star of Dim Light turned to look, the carpet of flesh had already spread close.

Around three or four kilometers away from the light circle.

If Zhou Leng uses full force with his lightweight skill now, he can arrive in less than two minutes.

On the flesh carpet, the densely packed magic bag flowers sway in the wind, like a forest of stomach sacs.

Thousands of magic bag beans emit a dim light among the magic bag flowers.

Demons successively carry the corpses of various races here, delivering them into the magic bag flowers, nurturing magic bag beans.

The Star of Dim Light walks back to the center of the magic bag garden, the initial dispersal point.

He chuckled.

“Since the trader couldn’t make it, this time the ’original magic fruit’ belongs to me.”

“Though my father will punish me, mother won’t.”

Saying this, the Star of Dim Light carefully took out a drop of blood from his chest, and then ordered the demon to dig a deep pit ten meters deep, dropping the blood into it.

The blood fell to the ground, rolled, and quickly expanded, transforming into a bizarre heart covered densely with blood vessels, resembling a human brain in shape.

This heart slowly spread red blood vessels in all directions, resembling tree roots, connecting to the roots of one magic bag flower after another.

The magic bag beans inside the magic bag flowers quivered slightly, their power slowly flowing through the vessels towards the heart, causing the magic bag beans to shrink gradually.

Thud… Thud… Thud…

After a few heartbeats, it returned to calmness.

The Star of Dim Light raised his head, looking towards the Celestial Ladder.

“Although I couldn’t pass the Celestial Ladder test, eating the original magic fruit ahead of time counts as a great encounter.”

“However…”

The Star of Dim Light looked towards the direction of the Moonlight Shadow Wall.

“The number of people is insufficient, and the maturity of the original magic fruit is slow. At least half of their people need to be killed to accelerate the maturity of the original magic fruit before the Celestial Ladder ends.”

“If they remain holed up in the light circle and don’t come out, wait for the Celestial Ladder to end and the Human Race army to arrive, I’ll have to flee.”

“We must force them out.”

“If they don’t come out and delay the original magic fruit, then… let’s all be buried with the original magic fruit.”

The Star of Dim Light looked towards a tall Candleholder, saying, “Zhuhuo Er, pass my words to the humans inside the light circle of the Moonlight Shadow Wall, and also…”

“Yes.”

Inside the light circle of the Moonlight Shadow Wall, over ten thousand people gradually rested.

Zhou Leng declined the celebration banquet and alone found a secluded place to manipulate Qi for healing.

Withdrawing True Qi, Zhou Leng slowly opened his eyes.

This time, he clearly sensed the changes in his body.

Uncertain whether it’s the effect of the pill, the power of the Sea Suppression Map cultivation technique, or the impact of “Ten Reversed Beast Fist,” the speed of wound recovery was incredibly fast.

Almost rivaling the time spent cultivating under the Frost Giant Tree.

Previously, he was worried about leaving hidden troubles due to the curses and attacks of prayers.

But under martial arts perception, there was no impact at all.

The Mountain of Will’s phantom underwent new tempered trials, seemingly becoming slightly stronger.

Could it be that because the Mountain of Will is strong enough, it can ignore those curses or mental attacks?

Martial Artists in the Blood Transporting Period or Body Refining Stage find it difficult to form the Mountain of Will’s phantom, typically forming in the Vitality Stage and ultimately a physical Mountain of Will in the Innate Realm.

Other martial artists without a Mountain of Will are naturally disadvantaged against those with the same realm who engage in mental attacks.

Zhou Leng finished cultivating, stood up, and found Xu Qingjin watching him.

Her eyes brightened, and she quickly walked over.

“How is it?” Xu Qingjin asked.

“Very good.”

Xu Qingjin said worriedly, “I heard them say you might be very heavily injured.”

“No, nothing felt seriously injured to me.” Zhou Leng replied.

“They said prayers and demons skilled in mental attacks will focus heavily on you, without surprise, you’d suffer brain damage, equating to at least severe concussion. Several people are still unconscious.”

“Do I look like I have a concussion?”

Xu Qingjin tilted her head, looking left and right, nodding, “Indeed, it doesn’t show at all.”

“They’re overthinking it. The battlefield was chaotic at the time; they might not have focused solely on me. Once mental attacks disperse, they are ineffective on people with firm will like us.”

Xu Qingjin nodded.

“Let’s go, see how things stand now.”

Zhou Leng moved within the light circle.

The camps of various schools and major forces lay many wounded.

Although they achieved a great victory, a pessimistic atmosphere continued to spread.

Zhou Leng was about to communicate with other senior students when he saw the massive demon army part in two, revealing a path forward.

A Candleholder walked over.

Underneath the white skin, blue blood vessels were distinctly visible, wearing a twelve-corner star base candelabra long robe, bald head topped with a pyramid-like mass, covered with bulges.

Zhuhuo Er advanced slowly.

Humans one after another stood up, looking at this Candleholder.

“Master says, seeing humans so heroic, he feels deep admiration, thus wants to compete with everyone.”

“As a descendant of the Endless Candle Serpent and a Lord of Endless City, Master has specially prepared a gift for everyone.”

“As long as you can rush in front of him, he will publicly admit defeat and offer up magic bag beans. Of course, you may not like them, they can be exchanged for other magic fruits.”

Many people’s expressions changed upon hearing magic bag beans.

Immediately, recalling the previous issue of Human Race corpses being transported by demons.

Magic bag flowers and magic bag beans are notorious in the Ten Realms, even the dragons and giants who rarely interact with demons highly despise them.

Zhuhuo Er’s candlelight eyes subtly twinkled, saying with a smile, “Identical reaction to what Master mentioned.”

“Master says he prepared ’Blood Prison Fruit,’ only three of them, first come first served.”

This time, everyone’s reactions differed greatly, each with a contemplative look.

Blood Prison Fruit is extremely famous, only produced in a few regions of Demon Purgatory.

This fruit possesses very magical abilities, able to form immense power attached to blood vessels.

Except for Demon Spirit Masters, almost all life worldwide relies on the power of blood.

This continuously increases the value of Blood Prison Fruit.

This thing in the human world can’t be bought with money; it’s said only Grandmasters and Martial Clan descendants have the chance to consume it.

Whoever acquires Blood Prison Fruit can use it to apprentice under a Grandmaster.

“You come, there’s Blood Prison Fruit available. If you don’t come…”

Zhuhuo Er raised a hand, bringing forward a group of strangely shaped demons.

The nearby demons hurriedly retreated.

Everyone carefully observed, chills rising.

They were demons of the Omen Legion, masters of plague and poison.

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