Even the King of Hell Calls Her Little Ancestor, Do You Submit?

The top metaphysical expert Sheng Wanwan died after being struck by her master's lightning tribulation. She transmigrated into the body of a baby, becoming the legitimate daughter of the Zhengu...

Chapter 215 The Demons Invade

Night fell, and the twinkling stars illuminated the camp's lights. The camp was quiet; the soldiers, weary from a day's work, were fast asleep. Only the patrolling soldiers remained awake, vigilantly surveying the camp's perimeter, their footsteps echoing clearly in the still night.

Suddenly, a black mist rose not far from the Great Yan Kingdom's camp. When the mist dissipated, countless figures were revealed within. They were tall, with ferocious faces, and exuded an evil aura; these were the demon army.

In addition, there were two evil cultivators in the group. One of them was holding a flag with a handle made of human leg bone. The flag was black and had a strange skull drawn on it.

Another heretical cultivator held a Bagua compass, carefully observing the changes on its surface. Then, he took out eight small flags from the basket on his back, each painted with strange symbols.

The heretical cultivator had a sinister look in his eyes and was muttering incantations, seemingly performing some kind of mysterious ritual. As he chanted, he planted some small flags into the ground.

After the flag was planted, the evil cultivator disappeared without a trace.

"Li Gang! Why aren't you using your Soul-Summoning Banner to summon the demons of hell? I've already sensed that our Demon Lord's aura has vanished from this world, and our demon race's strength has not yet recovered. Without the Demon Lord's powerful protection, we dare not linger in this world!"

To avoid attracting the attention of the immortal sects, who might then annihilate our demon race.

However, considering that your master's father once helped awaken our Demon Lord, our demon race is still willing to repay this favor!

Tonight, our demon race helped annihilate the imperial army, which can be considered as repaying this favor!

Let's begin! Let's finish this quickly!

The one who spoke was actually the witch who had fought with Chu Wanwan.

"Yes! Before leaving, Master instructed that as long as you can annihilate the imperial army and capture the Crown Prince alive this time, your demon race will owe you nothing! After the battle, your demon race can leave!"

As soon as the heretical cultivator named Li Gang finished speaking, he began to chant incantations and make hand gestures. As he chanted, wisps of black smoke rose from the skull flag, condensing in the air and gradually transforming into hideous demonic figures. These demons roared, emanating a terrifying aura, as if they wanted to devour everything around them.

The witch nodded in satisfaction, then turned to the demon army beside her, raised her longsword high, and loudly issued her command: "Demon warriors, we demons have always repaid kindness and avenged wrongs! Tonight, to repay a debt of gratitude, we will cooperate with humans and launch a joint attack. After tonight, we will return to the demon realm and await the Demon Lord's next rebirth."

Although our demon race failed this time, our demon warriors have never given up!

"In a few hundred years, the Demon Lord will surely return to the world, and at that time, our demon race will surely become powerful again! Now, let us use the lives of the soldiers of the Great Yan Kingdom to send off our Demon Lord!"

As the witch spoke passionately, the demon army's morale soared. They brandished their weapons, let out deafening shouts, and then surged towards the imperial army's camp like a dark tide.

The shouts instantly awakened the soldiers of the Great Yan Kingdom, who rose to their feet, grabbed their weapons, and prepared to meet the enemy.

When they saw the demon soldiers who were twice their height, they all nervously swallowed.

Holy crap! What are these things? Being tall is one thing, but all those muscles are terrifying! I haven't even started fighting yet, and my calves are already cramping!

"What are you afraid of? These monsters may be stronger, but there are more of us. Even ants can swallow an elephant!" Chu Qingchuan encouraged his soldiers loudly.

"But young general, look up at the sky again, what are those things floating there?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Qingchuan looked over and saw, under the moonlight, countless evil spirits with ferocious faces rushing towards them.

Now, not only the ordinary soldiers, but even Chu Qingchuan's legs were trembling!

Damn! Prince Rui has too many crooked and wicked ways to do things!

"Leave the ghosts and monsters to the cultivators and warriors. Our target is those demons! I know you are afraid, but behind us are our homeland and our families. We must not back down!"

At this moment, Chu Qianhan, dressed in silver armor and holding a long sword, strode to the front of the soldiers. He looked at them with a firm gaze and spoke in a loud voice.

His words ignited the soldiers' fighting spirit. As they looked at Chu Qianhan, who was clad in armor and exuded an imposing aura, their fear gradually dissipated, replaced by a desire for victory and loyalty to their country.

"For the Great Yan, for our homeland, charge!" A general raised his long sword and shouted, leading his soldiers to charge towards the demon army.

The witch looked at the human soldiers charging towards her with a cruel smile. She brandished her longsword and met Chu Qianhan, who was charging at the forefront.

The two swords collided in mid-air, and Chu Qianhan's sword shattered into pieces instantly.

The witch's weapon is imbued with demonic energy, and it is not something that ordinary weapons can withstand.

Not only that, the sword energy also forced Chu Qianhan to retreat repeatedly, and his tiger's mouth was cracked and bleeding profusely.

The witch chuckled contemptuously and swung her sword at Chu Qianhan again. Chu Qianhan dodged the attack with a clumsy effort, but he knew that this couldn't go on.

Just then, Si Mingye suddenly descended from the sky, holding a long sword that emitted a faint light, and stood in front of Chu Qianhan.

Si Mingye, clad in silver armor, resembled a war god, his cold face revealing fearlessness and determination. His longsword clashed with the witch's sword, flashing with light, and for a moment, he managed to deflect all of the witch's attacks.

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