Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 541 Leaving
The Avengers' post, while sparking heated discussions worldwide and being widely reported by major news outlets, was ultimately just a minor incident.

A very minor incident.

Lin Feng's post was intended to boost morale and divert people's attention; it had no impact on the overall situation.

There were no extra or missing portals.

The plan to become king continues, and the destination remains unchanged.

The only change is that more students are choosing to give up.

None of these vacant spots will remain vacant; they will all be snapped up by others.

Therefore, it had no impact.

The time limit for entering the Land of Fallen Gods is one month.

There are thirteen passages that lead to the Land of Fallen Gods.

The supernatural beings were stationed and patrolling the various spatial gates, doing everything they could to stop anyone from entering the Land of Fallen Gods.

Meanwhile, the trainees and their helpers are entering the Land of Fallen Gods in different ways, and news and forums occasionally report who has succeeded or who has been ambushed and killed along the way.

These days, Lin Feng spends almost all his time with his family, except for occasional get-togethers with people from the alliance.

Ten days have passed since the World Alliance announcement, and there are still 20 days left until the deadline to enter the Land of Fallen Gods.

Participating in the King of Kings program means that it may be a long time, even several years, before you can reunite with your family again, so Lin Feng cherishes this time together.

As usual, the family got up early, ate a simple breakfast, and then slumped on the sofa to watch TV. When they got tired of watching TV, their mother had already cooked a sumptuous lunch.

After lunch, I scrolled through my phone or played games.

No one talks about the King's Plan anymore; even if they see related news on TV, they quickly change the channel.

This continued for ten days until Lin Feng announced that he was leaving.

"Why the sudden departure? So unexpectedly?"

Lin Fang asked in surprise, her eyes instantly reddening.

Lin Kerou trembled and looked at her younger brother with surprise. She turned around, her body trembling slightly, as if she was suppressing her emotions.

Old Ma hesitated, glancing at Lin Feng and then at Lin Fang. He was tongue-tied and didn't know what words of comfort he could offer.

"elder brother!"

Ma Lele, who was eating snacks, suddenly burst into tears and threw herself into her brother's arms, clinging to him tightly and refusing to let go.

The television was still playing a cheerful comedy, with bursts of laughter coming from time to time, but the warm atmosphere from before had completely vanished.

"I've already made arrangements with Yun Kai and the others."

Lin Feng patted his younger sister on the back and said to his mother.

"when are we leaving?"

Lin Fang turned and walked towards the kitchen; she didn't want her son to see her crying.

He didn't want to put any pressure on Lin Feng either.

"I'll be leaving in a bit."

Lin Feng suppressed his emotions and spoke in a calm tone.

The date was actually set a long time ago, three days ago.

He cherished the time he spent with his family and this kind of life, so he kept postponing it and hesitated to speak up, not wanting to ruin the atmosphere of their reunion.

It's been ten days.

It's time to set off.

The atmosphere became quiet and heavy, with only the sound of the television and the younger sister's crying remaining.

Although they knew Lin Feng would leave to participate in the King's Plan, his family still felt worried and fearful when that day came.

These days, they haven't been paying attention to the news about the King's Plan.

With TV stations reporting on it repeatedly and news feeds constantly pushing to my phone, how could I possibly block it?

Who can truly remain uninvolved?
In just ten days, 53 trainees or their accomplices have been intercepted and killed, including eight from China.

These are just the figures released in the news; the actual number may be several times higher.

Those people were all experts who were just one step away from becoming kings, but they still died on their way to the Land of Fallen Gods.

The ever-increasing death toll is bound to worry families. But such worries are utterly useless.

When war comes, strength is the key to survival.

Therefore, no matter how worried they were, and no matter how much they wanted Lin Feng to give up this opportunity, they couldn't bring themselves to say it.

The only thing they could do was not put pressure on Lin Feng.

Lin Fang stayed in the kitchen for a while before coming out carrying a woven bag, her eyes still slightly red.

"I made some food, it's all food that won't spoil easily, you can take it with you to eat on the road."

"Ah."

Lin Feng took the bag. He didn't know what words of comfort to say, nor did he want to say more. The atmosphere of parting made him want to escape.

"Mom, I'm leaving."

"Brother's leaving. Study hard."

Lin Feng looked down at Ma Lele, who was still holding him. His sister was still crying and still wouldn't let go.

"Be good and listen to your parents."

Lin Feng gently touched his younger sister's chubby face. With the release of his substitute soul skill, he switched places with his older sister, then quickly left the room without lingering. Even after closing the door, he could still hear suppressed sobs.

After standing there for a while, Lin Feng put on a baseball cap and quickly walked out of the residential area.

A dozen minutes later, I walked to the outside of a nicely decorated restaurant.

To keep a low profile, they did not choose to meet at the previous hotel.

"I'm looking for someone."

As they entered the bustling restaurant, Lin Feng saw a waiter approaching with a puzzled look on his face and spoke first.

"Hello sir, do you know the room?"

The waiter asked politely.

"know."

Lin Feng nodded.

Although the restaurant was not far from his home, Lin Feng had never been there before. However, he did not need a waiter to lead the way. Relying on the contractual connection, he quickly arrived at the door of a private room on the second floor.

Pushing open the door, Yun Kai and his group were having a meal.

"We've waited half an hour, let's eat first," Bu Yuanlong said.

"We agreed to meet at five o'clock, and you've been almost an hour late. Are you that reluctant to leave? You're not going to cry, are you?"

Yu Qiao said jokingly, his gaze sweeping over Lin Feng's face as if trying to see the traces of Lin Feng's tears.

"Get lost."

Lin Feng ignored this guy and casually found a seat to sit down.

"Zhan Tianyu is still on his way," Yun Kai said to Lin Feng.

"It's alright, no rush," Lin Feng nodded.

"You're all dawdling and interfering with my ability to make money," Yu Qiao said with dissatisfaction.

"If you say another word, I'll punch you."

Yun Tianqi couldn't stand Yu Qiao's gossip any longer, and as he spoke, he wanted to teach Yu Qiao a lesson.

"Let's deal with him. He's definitely gotten more arrogant since absorbing the soul skill."

Ye Qiu said, expressing his support.

Three days ago, everyone had finished absorbing all their soul skills, and their strength had increased significantly. Yu Qiao, who had previously kept a low profile, had become completely arrogant.

"Let's take him down together."

Ye Xing also said.

The others watched with amusement as Yu Qiao was disciplined and only let go after he submitted. After seven or eight minutes of playful fighting, Zhan Tianyu sensed something and entered the room a few dozen seconds later.

"Feel sorry."

Zhan Tianyu wasn't in a good mood and didn't say much; he simply found a quiet spot.

"Set out, slay the superhumans, and become king!"

Lin Feng stood up, laughed loudly, and walked towards the door.

The others followed behind him, their expressions varied—some were excited, some were thrilled, and some were calm—but none showed fear.

……

Above the clouds and mist.

Yang Qingtian and Yang Qing stood on the windowsill, quietly gazing at the myriad lights of homes below the mountain.

"Ningbing is gone?"

"Okay, I'll leave after finishing dinner early," Yang Qing replied.

After a question and an answer, silence fell again.

This time, the plan to become king was different from the past; some became kings, while others became corpses.

It was just a gathering mission; the King's Plan hadn't even truly begun, and conservatively estimated, three hundred people had already been ambushed and killed on the way.

These are not three hundred ordinary people, nor are they three hundred ordinary martial artists and demon spirit masters.

Instead, it's three hundred top-tier experts at the ninth rank!

Even if these people don't participate in the King Becomes Plan, one in five of them could become kings.

Some participate in the Kingship Program to shorten the time it takes to become a king, while others are only after resources.

But he was killed at that moment.

When you're dead, you lose everything.

"Hey."

Yang Qingtian sighed.

Resources are finite, and the rarer the resource, the more limited it is.

Only those who stand at the very top of the pyramid can obtain it.

The King's Plan is not actually a competition!
It's a brutal elimination round!

Survival of the fittest.

The result of elimination is often the loss of life.

Only those who remain at the end can become kings!
Can a young couple with an average age of less than 25 stand out in this elimination round?
Or rather, is there any chance they could survive?
(End of this chapter)