Chapter 95 Quickly Transmigrate! Conquer the Handsome Demon King (1)
Feng Ziang returned to the temple. He did not ponder for a moment as he did in the past. Instead, he immediately asked Michael to open a new reincarnation realm. In this life, he will be with the greatest devil.
After the system obtained a human body, it had different feelings towards Feng Ziang. He gradually disliked this so-called experience, and those so-called people made him disgusted. He actually did not want to open the realm of reincarnation. He wanted to possess Feng Ziang alone, but he understood that Feng Ziang was being trained as a successor, and he could not act rashly. He could only wait until God died of old age.
"Feng Ziang, do you know that this journey is extremely dangerous and there is a high risk of death?" Elder Zhang's voice was like the heavy sandalwood in the hall, which made it difficult for me to breathe.
The looks from fellow students around me were mixed with ridicule, pity, but mostly mirth and joy.
They were all waiting to see me refuse, to see me look timid.
After all, I, Feng Ziang, am just an insignificant outer disciple in Qingfeng Sect.
But I won't let them have their way.
"Disciple is willing to go." My voice was calm, but it made a sound when it hit the ground, causing the hall to fall into silence.
Exploring the Demon Palace, is it dangerous?
I've long been accustomed to living on the edge of a knife.
The Demon Palace is a forbidden place on the border of the Demon Realm. It is said that the treasure of the Demon Realm is hidden inside.
This time, we must not only find out the truth, but also bring back a map of the palace.
Three days, only three days.
I carried the Qingfeng Sect's standard long sword on my back and resolutely set out on the road to the Demon Palace.
Outside the Demon Palace, dense demonic energy was swirling, like a gigantic black monster with bared fangs and claws.
The demonic obstacles transformed into the most terrifying scenes in my heart: hideous monsters and battlefields with rivers of blood, which kept attacking me.
My spiritual energy was draining away rapidly like a flood.
Sweat soaked my clothes, which stuck to my body and brought waves of chills.
I gritted my teeth, the spells in my hands kept changing, and my sword energy slashed at those illusory horrors.
I have to find a way to crack it.
No matter how strong the demonic barrier is, it is impossible to be completely flawless.
I forced myself to calm down, closed my eyes, and felt the fluctuations of spiritual energy around me.
Suddenly, I felt a very subtle abnormality. It was a spiritual power that was completely different from demonic energy. It was weak but steady, like a ray of light hidden in the darkness.
"Who is there?" A deep voice sounded in the magic barrier.
I suddenly opened my eyes and followed the fluctuations of spiritual power. I saw a faint light deep in the demonic barrier, like a bright lamp in the darkness.
I ran towards that direction without hesitation, exerting my spiritual power to the extreme, tearing open the demonic barriers around me.
Finally, I broke out of the encirclement of the devil, and the view in front of me suddenly opened up. The towering devil palace stood in the desolate place, exuding a heart-pounding aura.
I took a deep breath, calmed my pounding heart, and stepped into the door of the Demon Palace.
The hall was completely dark, and one could not see one's hand in front of one's face.
I groped my way forward and stepped on a loose stone slab. A slight click broke the silence in the hall.
The next second, countless sharp spikes suddenly emerged from the ground and headed straight for my feet.
I quickly jumped and barely escaped the disaster, but before I could even catch my breath, the huge rock above my head fell down again.
I dodged left and right, escaping like a wolf in the narrow space, like a trapped beast in a cage.
Damn it!
I cursed inwardly, is it possible that I, Feng Ziang, will die here today?
No, I won't give in!
I must survive! My hands gripped the hilt tightly, my knuckles turning white.
"Who! Sneaking around!" An angry roar exploded in the darkness.
I held my breath, opened up my spiritual perception, and carefully felt the fluctuations of spiritual energy around me.
There seemed to be a certain rhythm to the operation of the mechanism; the spikes and falling rocks were not completely random.
I tried again, taking one cautious step, then the second, and the third...
I felt like I was dancing on the edge of a knife, and every step I took landed precisely in a safe place.
Finally, I came to the depths of the temple, and on a stone platform, I saw what I was looking for - a parchment scroll, on which everything about the Demon King was recorded in ancient magic words.
I wiped the sweat from my forehead and secretly rejoiced.
Just as I reached out to take the scroll, two dark shadows suddenly emerged from the darkness and blocked my way.
"Human, you are so brave that you dare to break into the Demon Palace!" One of the burly demons stared at me with a ferocious face. The huge axe in his hand flashed with cold light, and it was obvious that it was not an ordinary item.
The other demon was small and lean, holding a pair of daggers in his hands, with sinister eyes like a poisonous snake.
"Demon One, Demon Two." I recognized them. They were the personal guards of the Demon King Liang Xu, and their strength should not be underestimated.
It seems that my whereabouts have been exposed.
I clenched the sword in my hand and pointed it at the two of them. "I must get what I want!"
Mo Yi sneered, raised the giant axe high, and chopped towards me fiercely with a fierce demonic aura.
I didn't dare to delay and quickly dodged to the side. The huge axe hit the ground with a loud bang and gravel flew everywhere.
I took the opportunity to swing my sword at Demon One, but was blocked by Demon Two's dagger.
"Hmph, you don't know your own limitations!" Mo Yi sneered and swung his axe again, attacking even more fiercely.
I can only defend passively and look for opportunities to counterattack.
The air in the Demon Palace seemed to be frozen, filled with depression and tension.
The dagger of Demon II was like the tongue of a poisonous snake, constantly attacking me and making me unable to defend myself.
My clothes were torn and there were several bloody marks on my arms.
I clenched my teeth, endured the pain, and dared not relax at all.
While fending off Mo Yi's attacks, I observed the surrounding environment, hoping to find a chance to escape.
However, the space in the Demon Palace was limited and I had nowhere to hide.
Mo Yi's attacks became faster and faster, and my strength was gradually depleted.
Sweat soaked my clothes and my breathing became rapid.
I knew very well that if I continued like this, not only would I not be able to obtain the information, I might even die here.
My heart was filled with anxiety and uneasiness, but my eyes were still full of determination.
I can't give up, I must get the information!
Mo Yi seemed to have sensed my thoughts, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
“Give up, human, you can’t be my opponent!” He said, raising the giant axe in his hand high again, and the demonic energy surged as if it wanted to devour me.
I felt the threat of death and my heart was beating violently.
At this moment, I suddenly felt a strong spiritual power wave coming from the depths of the Demon Palace.
That spiritual power fluctuation...
So familiar, yet so strange.
"Stop!" A cold voice rang out in the Demon Palace.
The devil laughed, and the shadow of the giant axe loomed over me. I could almost smell the breath of death.
At this critical moment, a fierce demonic energy attacked me from behind and hit the demon's hand holding the axe.
The demon felt pain and the huge axe flew out of his hand and hit the ground heavily.
I seized this opportunity and leapt forward, trying to retrieve the data.
However, Moyi was faster. He grabbed the materials on the ground and condensed a ball of black magic power with his other hand, hitting my arm hard.
I felt a sharp pain and stumbled back, dropping the sword in my hand.
I watched Mo Yi put the information into his arms, my heart filled with resentment and anger.
"You don't know your own limitations!" Mo Yi sneered, his eyes full of contempt.
He thought I would beg for mercy, or flee in a desperate attempt to escape.
But he was wrong.
I endured the severe pain in my arm and rushed towards him again.
Mo Yi obviously didn't expect me to be so stubborn. A flash of surprise flashed across his eyes, and then turned into cruel excitement.
He came towards me, swinging his fist.
I was unable to dodge and was hit in the chest by his punch, spurting out a mouthful of blood.
I fell to the ground, my vision blurred and my ears buzzed.
I struggled to stand up, but I felt powerless.
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