Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 540 The Strange Man's Reaction

The place where gods fell.

At noon, under the sunlight, a cloud ladder, like a long dragon, soared into the sky. On the cloud ladder, amidst the clouds, a magnificent golden temple appeared and disappeared.

The temple is 32 meters wide and 20 meters high. It is made of gold and is carved with mountains, rivers, birds and beasts. Its ancient style exudes the atmosphere of time.

Below the temple and the ladder to heaven, the area was now densely packed with people, estimated to be at least a thousand.

These figures were dressed in magnificent robes, each exuding an imposing aura that caused the space around them to distort slightly.

One by one, the high-level demonic beasts stood stiff, bound in place by an invisible force, unable to even utter a cry.

As the sacrificial music began, ten people slowly walked out and came before the monster, raising their swords and bringing them down.

"Om-"

Blood flowed on the ground, eventually coalescing into a unique character.

In the script of the aliens, this character means "to worship" and "to offer sacrifices".

The presence of the smell of blood signifies that the sacrificial ceremony has officially begun.

Led by the five figures, the rest of the group began to ascend the heavenly ladder and entered the temple in an orderly fashion.

Thousands of people waited at the foot of the temple, but only 43 were qualified to enter.

An hour later, the elaborate sacrificial ceremony ended.

A man walked into the temple first.

The man appeared to be around forty years old, about three meters tall, and extremely strong, like a giant.

He wore a purple robe, had dragon horns on his head, long purple hair, dark purple eyes, and his arms and feet were covered with black and purple dragon scales. His bulging muscles exuded a sense of power, making him look like a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex, radiating a chilling aura at all times.

The people below the temple looked at the man with awe.

Dragon King Sea Mountain!

The master of the Dragon King Palace.

He is the undisputed strongest in the Divine Martial Continent.

What is the significance of holding a sacrificial ceremony three months in advance?

A seemingly puzzled voice came from behind Haishan.

A bald man, about 2.56 meters tall, shirtless, with skin as black as ink and covered in dark red markings, followed closely behind.

The bald man's eyes were completely black, with no whites, which looked somewhat terrifying. He had six arms, each covered with black scales, and his whole body exuded a cold and terrifying aura like that of a demon god.

The bald man's name was Tianqian, the master of the Heavenly Palace.

"We will soon disturb our ancestors, so we must offer sacrifices in advance to apologize," Haishan said.

"Killing all those who disturbed the peace is the best form of sacrifice."

Tian Qian sneered.

"Two thousand ninth-rank cultivators, so many people, can you kill them all?" Hai Shan asked.

"The monkey has been spotted on one of the thirteen routes that lead to the Land of Fallen Gods."

A woman in a pink dress came up to the two of them and said with a smile.

The woman's hands were stained with blood. She had nine fluffy red tails, and her eyes were long and narrow, with captivating red pupils that exuded an irresistible charm.

Upon seeing the woman appear, many people quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look directly into her eyes, fearing that they might be bewitched and reveal their infatuation.

Compared to the Dragon King and the Demon King, they seemed to be more afraid of Lord Jiuli, who had refined the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox.

Beside the three Dragon Kings were two other figures: an old man in green robes and a boy who looked to be only ten years old.

For this sacrificial ceremony, the leaders of the five major factions of the supernatural beings all made an appearance.

"I heard that Lin Feng's team is going to take a dump inside the temple, is that true?"

Nine fluffy tails swayed slightly behind him as Jiuli asked with a smile.

They already knew about the World Alliance's announcement and the news from the Martial Arts Forum.

Some clandestine operations also cannot escape their notice.

"It's very possible. Others might not dare, but they definitely have the guts."

The little boy laughed. He was 1.23 meters tall and looked like a ten-year-old child, but his eyes lacked the innocence of a child and only showed signs of vicissitude. His voice also sounded old.

"Haha."

Jiuli couldn't help but laugh out loud, but his laughter was filled with mockery and murderous intent.

Regardless of whether Lin Feng's team took action or succeeded, simply having this thought is a capital offense.

But just as Hou Tong said, Lin Feng's team definitely has the guts.

The land where gods have fallen is a gathering place for a vast number of spirits, many of whom are powerful beings.

These spirits have no consciousness, but they can sense energy and instinctively attack anyone who enters their territory.

The space in the Land of Fallen Gods is unstable, and coupled with the threat of the vengeful spirits, even they can only enter it during the hot midday.

Even at night, I dare not let the energy in my body leak out easily.

In the Land of Fallen Gods, they are invincible beings; no one can kill them, but some can drag them down with them to their deaths.

Therefore, they will not participate in this monkey hunt.

As emperors, it's not their place to take action.

"This is the revenge of the human race. Many people have the courage to enter the temple, but no one has ever been able to leave unscathed," Hai Shan said calmly.

Jiuli smiled, a somewhat manic smile.

"Then, let's get started."

Tianqian raised his six arms and laughed loudly.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

A series of frenzied shouts of killing echoed like a tsunami across the Land of Fallen Gods, disturbing countless spirits. Immediately afterward, figures began to withdraw from the Land of Fallen Gods in an orderly manner.

They were to intercept and kill anyone trying to enter the Land of Fallen Gods through the thirteen passages.

Some people are happy and some are worried!
The Avengers' post on the Warriors Forum cheered up those who were in despair and sadness, but some people were worried about it.

Juxing Club.

Inside a closed lounge.

The air was thick with the smell of alcohol and cigarettes. At that moment, a group of seventeen people, including Chen Junhao and Zhao Zhou, were sitting on the sofa.

They've been training a lot lately, so today is a rare day to rest and relax.

The reason for the relaxation is related to a post made by the Avengers.

Among the seventeen, some were selected by popularity vote, while others were chosen based on their strength.

"Here you go, Brother Zhao."

Xie Yixiao took two bottles of foreign liquor from the liquor cabinet and handed one to Zhao Zhou.

As an assistant, one must be perceptive and self-aware when dealing with trainees.

No, they've all been eliminated.

Xie Yixiao did a very good job in this regard.

"Oh shit."

Zhao Zhou accepted the foreign liquor, looking displeased.

Xie Yixiao remained calm because he knew Zhao Zhou wasn't insulting him. Of course, even if he were, he wouldn't show it.

"Do you really think they'd dare to defecate inside the temple?"

Someone looked at their phone, browsing the comments on the martial arts forum, and asked incredulously.

“What wouldn’t they dare to do?” Zhao Zhou retorted.

Although he had a grudge against Yun Tianqi and disliked the Avengers, Zhao Zhou had no doubt about their courage.

They were a group of lawless, unscrupulous lunatics.

In some ways, it's even more insane than Pure Land.

If you don't dare to, or choose other ways to take revenge, then there's no need to like the comment and reply with "as you wish".

"Entering the Land of Fallen Gods is dangerous enough, and these bastards want to take a dump inside the temple? Isn't this just driving the Inhumans crazy?"

Zhao Zhou drank and cursed, the alcohol dripping down his collar onto the sofa. His face was slightly flushed, and he was already a little drunk.

“Yes,” someone said.

The Avengers posted, but they didn't want to respond.

They wouldn't envy Lin Feng and his group's success, how many people they won over, or how many fans they gained.

In special times, excessive fame is sometimes not a good thing.

As long as it doesn't affect them, it's fine.

However, angering the supernatural beings will definitely increase the difficulty of this gathering mission by a level.

There are even several different levels.

"It's really fucking ridiculous."

Someone echoed this sentiment, their tone tinged with helplessness.

He only wanted to become king, to become king in the fastest and safest way.

As for other things, such as social order and social unrest, they have absolutely nothing to do with him.

"They don't care, as long as we're not implicated."

Some people are very worried, and some even have the idea of ​​giving up.

Such an opportunity is too rare. It would be a real pity to give up a spot that I worked so hard to get after half a year of effort.

Moreover, if we give up this time, and war comes, we won't even have the chance to try and take risks.

"Don't worry."

Seeing the somewhat heavy atmosphere, Chen Junhao smiled and comforted everyone.

"The Inhumans would have tried everything to stop us from entering the Land of Fallen Gods. The Inhumans are going crazy, it's too difficult, and the casualty rate is too high. The World Alliance will consider and solve these problems. It's actually a good thing that someone is drawing fire. The Temple is not so easy to enter either."

In his view, the madness of the extraordinary might not be a bad thing.

(End of this chapter)