"Kill them! Killing one is enough, killing two is a bonus."

"Damn demons, how dare they invade my Yuan Domain! Fellow Daoists, follow me into battle! We must not let them cross the Canglan Plain!"

"Hehehe, useless humans, wouldn't it be better to just obediently become food for my demon race? Since that's the case, demon brats, kill them all."

......

With a flash of white light, Wang Ming had already entered the Tower of Inheritance.

But looking at the scene before him, Wang Ming was puzzled. "Didn't I enter the Tower of Inheritance? How come this is a battlefield?"

Wang Ming found himself on a vast plain, where countless humans were locked in fierce battle with bizarre-looking demons emanating black energy.

These humans, each capable of soaring through the air and wielding various weapons, battled fiercely against the demons emanating black energy, filling the world with the sounds of clashing metal and various explosions.

"What, what's going on? Didn't I enter the Tower of Inheritance to receive the inheritance mission? How did I end up in this godforsaken place?"

Just as Wang Ming was feeling lost, the system notification finally arrived.

"System notification: You are currently undergoing the Chaos Fist Master class change quest. Please survive in this battlefield. The quest will fail if the player dies!"

"So it's a survival mission. In that case, I'll just hide."

"Young friend, be careful."

"What?" Wang Ming was confused when an old man shoved him aside, causing him to fall to the ground. The old man who had pushed Wang Ming was not so lucky.

The old man was pierced through the body by a demon's longsword, but even so, he still turned around, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and urging Wang Ming to leave.

"Young friend, let's go, let's go quickly."

"Hehehe, you think you can escape?" The strangely shaped demon slowly drew its long sword and kicked the old man to the ground. The old man lay there, lifeless.

"This old man just died saving me? Isn't this a job change quest? Why would an NPC save me? What the hell is going on?"

But Wang Ming had no time to think, because after killing the old man, the ugly-looking demon swung its long sword at Wang Ming.

Wang Ming quickly got up and dodged the attack with a swift movement.

"Kid, you're pretty quick at dodging. Let's see how long you can hide. Imprison!"

The demon slapped Wang Ming's left hand from afar, and Wang Ming felt unable to move, frozen in place.

"Hehehe, try running again." The demon raised its long sword and slashed at Wang Ming. Wang Ming struggled desperately, but his body remained immobile.

"Young friend, I'm here to save you." Just as the demon's longsword was about to fall, a voice suddenly rang in Wang Ming's ears, and then a figure blocked Wang Ming's path.

Another old man appeared, wielding a long sword. He blocked the monster's attack, but he was clearly no match for the monster.

Although he blocked the demon's attack, he was also injured by the shock. After staggering back several steps, he spat out a mouthful of blood, which sprayed directly onto Wang Ming's face, covering his face with blood.

"Young friend, we can't stop the demons' attack! Run! You young people are the hope of the Yuan Domain, the spark of life! You must survive, survive!"

The old man gave Wang Ming a strong push, then turned around and hugged the demon.

Feeling the hot blood on his face, Wang Ming did not move even though he had broken free of his restraints.

"This, this is blood, it's real blood. Could this battlefield be real?" Wang Ming wiped the blood from his face, his eyes widened, and then he looked at the chaotic battlefield.

At this moment, Wang Ming saw clearly that the human race was no match for the demon race and was in a state of collapse. Among the human race, the older ones stood in front of the younger ones, doing their best to block the demon race, while the younger human race was retreating to the rear.

In other words, in this war between immortals and demons, the Yuan Domain could not stop the demon invasion and wanted to preserve its flame in this way, cutting off its tail to survive.

But didn't Bao Yuanzi say that the human race in the Yuan Domain defeated the demon race? How could this be?

"Run! Run!" The old man holding the monster shouted at Wang Ming, who was still standing there in a daze.

Wang Ming suddenly realized, "Run! That's it! I have to run! I have to hide! Only by surviving on this battlefield can I obtain the inheritance of the Chaos Fist Master."

Wang Ming started running forward, but he could hear the old man's screams all the time.

It turned out that the demon, seeing the old man hugging it, was stabbing the old man repeatedly with its knife.

"Ah, I have to run! I have to survive! I'm doing a legacy quest! This is all an illusion, a mirage!"

Wang Ming covered his ears and ran desperately, but the old man's screams and the screams of the humans on this battlefield struck Wang Ming's heart directly.

"Hallucination! Illusion! I have to escape, escape far away, escape this battlefield, escape, escape, escape my ass!"

Wang Ming covered his ears and kept muttering to himself, but in the end he cursed and turned back.

Wang Ming took out a dart and hurled it at the monster as he charged towards it.

Upon approaching the demon, Wang Ming raised his fist and attacked it. Because the demon was being entangled by the old man, it was eventually killed by Wang Ming.

"Pfft, young friend, you shouldn't have come back. You'll die on this battlefield."

"Old man, shut up! You were willing to sacrifice yourselves to save me, so why can't I stay? I, Wang Ming, am not afraid of death!"

"Good, a fine young man of Yuanyu, but it's a pity..." The old man died in Wang Ming's arms, his eyes filled with both relief and resentment.

Setting the old man aside and gazing at the countless demons, Wang Ming roared and charged directly into the horde.

Throw! Throw! Throw!

Punch! Punch! Punch!

Wang Ming fought with increasing ferocity, continuously firing darts and attacking the monsters, killing all the nearby monsters. At the same time, Wang Ming had a feeling that he had become even stronger.

Although there was no system notification in his ears, Wang Ming could clearly feel his power surging. It seemed that the Soul Devouring technique was also applicable here, and the probability of triggering it was extremely high.

Immediately, Wang Ming opened the character attribute panel.

Sure enough, although Wang Ming's level was still 11, all five basic attribute values ​​had exceeded one thousand.

Throw! Punch!

As time passed, countless demons died at Wang Ming's hands, making him even more powerful.

Influenced by Wang Ming's bloody battle, the entire human race in Yuan Domain was in high spirits, especially the young humans, who all returned to the battlefield to fight fiercely with the demons. The outcome of this war between immortals and demons was subtly tilting towards Yuan Domain.

Meanwhile, Wang Ming's ruthless killing also attracted the attention of the demon race's higher-ups in the distance.

“This human is an anomaly, a variable! The eleven demon generals and the demon lord are being entangled by the human's tricks and are waiting for our support. We must cross this plain as soon as possible. You must personally go and kill this person.”

"Yes, I will obey the orders of the demon priest."

"This is the eleventh Demon General of the Demon Clan! Fellow immortals, stop him! Fellow Daoists of the Fist Immortal Sect are leading the patriarchs of all immortal sects in a fierce battle against the Demon Lord. We cannot allow him to support the Demon Lord!"

Upon seeing the eleven demon generals fly onto the battlefield, the Yuanyu human race immediately let out a roar and charged towards them.

"Hmph, you ants, those who stand in my way shall die."

The eleven demon generals wielded a halberd and killed all the humans who were attacking them with a single blow.

"Eleven Demon Generals!" Upon seeing this, Wang Ming quickly ran over and charged towards the Demon Generals.

"You ants, die!"

The eleven demon generals' target was Wang Ming. When they saw Wang Ming taking the initiative to attack them, they immediately swung their halberds to attack Wang Ming.

Although Wang Ming's strength was constantly increasing, he was no match for the Demon General and was instantly struck by the halberd.

Wang Ming felt a sharp pain and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Eleven Demon Generals, even if I die, I will make you pay with your lives!" Wang Ming said fiercely, risking his life to trap the Eleven Demon Generals in place.