Douluo Continent: Long Live the Spirit Hall

"Damn it, who exactly is this guy? Is he some kind of human archmage?"

Suer's cultivation was higher, and he managed to hold on for a little longer. He continued to use a large amount of dark magic power. With a shout, he thrust his saber forward, but an even more intense surge of flames came. He immediately spat out blood, the saber flew out of his hand, and he was sent flying.

The brothers Gu Feng and Gu Yun arrived last. Although they reacted in time, they were still unable to completely avoid the burst of flames. Both of them were blasted aside amidst a spray of blood.

At this moment, Lei Xiang rushed forward and threw out two dark energy balls to extinguish some of the flames. Then he quickly reached out and grabbed the two brothers, Gu Feng and Gu Yun, before retreating.

After a burst of flames, they quickly dissipated and subsided, and Yan and Moyue reappeared in everyone's sight. At this time, there were not many people left with any strength.

Three of the four on Suer's side had been forced out of their fallen angel forms and reverted to their true demonic forms. Their wings were gone, and their hair had turned from jet black back to dark purple.

Although Su'er, Gu Feng, and Gu Yun did not revert to their original forms in Northern Europe, they were all pale with blood at the corners of their mouths and their aura was weak. Anyone could tell at a glance that they were in bad shape.

The only one who could still be considered to have maintained his fighting strength was Lei Xiang, who hadn't charged earlier. However, his cultivation was the weakest among the many fallen angels. Although his combat strength was decent, no one present thought he could contend with Yan.

"Oh! There are still a few left who haven't fallen. Looks like you guys have some skill after all."

Yan glanced at Lei Xiang and the others, and after a moment, he casually flicked his wrist, sending three fireballs flying. The closest one, Su Er, was hit in the chest and sent flying again. This time, he followed in the footsteps of his subordinates and was knocked back to his original form and unconscious.

The other two fireballs swirled in mid-air and flew toward Gu Feng and Gu Yun. Just as they were about to collide with Lei Xiang, who was blocking their way, they suddenly separated and then crossed again, blasting toward the two brothers who couldn't react in time.

"Boom boom..."

Although Lei Xiang managed to turn around and block in time, he was unable to stop the fireball from erupting. The two brothers, Gu Feng and Gu Yun, were also blasted away and fell to the ground. After struggling, their heads slumped and they fainted. Their wings disappeared, and they reverted to their true demon forms.

"Lei Xiang, what are you doing? Why are you drawing your sword at me?"

Yan easily restored six of the seven fallen angels to their original forms. Just as Mo Yue was about to complain that he had gone too far, she suddenly heard him greet the last fallen angel. Upon closer inspection, she realized that she seemed to vaguely recognize this unfamiliar fallen angel.

"Yan, let Gu Feng and Gu Yun go."

Lei Xiang stared at Yan with a wary look in his eyes. He had always known that Yan was strong, but he never expected that the latter would be this powerful.

The six fallen angels were capable of fighting even against Marshal Rivo of the Struth Fortress, but they didn't last three moves against Yan. A single burst of flames and a few fireballs were enough to reduce them all to their original forms.

He didn't know what Yan was thinking, but he felt he should stand up because Gu Feng and Gu Yun had taken good care of him and really treated him like a brother. He couldn't back down.

"If you want to save them, let's see how strong you are!"

Yan casually left Mo Yue on the official road. Mo Yue, whose movements were restricted, instantly lost the ability to speak. She could only blink and stare angrily at the guy she both hated and loved.

"bring it on!"

Lei Xiang's fighting spirit soared, and his fighting heart ignited a berserk outburst. His black wings burned and sublimated into red amidst the blood-red battle aura, and his hair and eyes also changed accordingly. The wounds on his body healed rapidly, and his entire aura changed drastically.

"What kind of monster is this guy?"

Mo Yue, unable to move, was deeply shocked by the dramatic changes in Lei Xiang. She had thought that she, the only female fallen angel in the world, was special enough, but she never expected that there would be a monster who could transform again while still in the form of a fallen angel. She couldn't help but become curious about Lei Xiang.

"You're quite interesting, aren't you?"

Yan stood still, waiting for Lei Xiang to ascend to his strongest form. Originally only at the fourth level of the Heavenly Demon Technique, he suddenly jumped to the level of nearly the seventh level of the Heavenly Demon Technique after going berserk. His cultivation and combat power were even better than Su Er's sixth level of the Heavenly Demon Technique, and he probably had combat power close to that of a Sword Saint.

"watch out."

Lei Xiang roared and spread his red wings, his figure transforming into a blood rainbow as he charged towards Yan. A powerful force formed a blood-red flame around him, his hair stood on end, and his power swelled to the limit his body could withstand. The longsword in his palm also turned a strange blood color.

With a flash of red light, Lei Xiang appeared in front of Yan and slashed down with his sword. However, the next moment, Yan was sent flying back, and a large part of his chest caved in, which then healed rapidly.

Yan flicked away a few drops of blood with his raised right hand and said indifferently, "Not bad recovery ability, but that's all. Do you remember what I said? After you go berserk, you lack rationality and wisdom. You're just a beast with strength but no real threat!"

Upon hearing this, Lei Xiang's eyes turned even redder. He had long wanted to defeat Yan in battle, and this Crimson Angel form was his strongest and most promising state. He could not accept defeat so easily.

"Roar~~~"

As Lei Xiang roared, he quickly gathered the surrounding power. The dark mist that had been obscuring the official road was drawn into his body. After absorbing all the dark energy drawn by the seven fallen angels, his aura surged again.

Lei Xiang's eyes lit up, and another flash of red light appeared. Mo Yue could only see a momentary burst of light. Lei Xiang, with a ferocious expression, stopped in front of Yan, and the blood-red longsword was easily caught between two fingers.

"Yan, please, spare them."

Lei Xiang staggered and knelt on one knee. The red on his body gradually disappeared, turning back to its original black. Then, his wings retracted into his body, and his eyes and hair returned to their original colors. A trace of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He looked up and barely managed to grab Yan's trouser leg, muttering to himself.

"Don't forget, you once owed me a favor. Starting today, you owe me three lives."

Yan glanced down at Lei Xiang and then withdrew his right hand. Upon hearing his words, Lei Xiang felt a sense of relief and collapsed to the ground. However, his expression was peaceful and serene as he fell.

Yan Yang unleashed several bursts of flame, causing the seven unconscious people to tremble, but their breathing stabilized. He then turned and walked to Mo Yue's side, releasing her from the restraints. Once she regained her mobility, the angry little princess began to punch Yan repeatedly with her small fists.

Yan reached out and caught Mo Yue, but unexpectedly, the little princess he was holding became even more aggressive. "Little Yue'er, you're being naughty, ouch, you're even using your mouth now. Let go, or your master will retaliate..."

Mo Yue's mouth was covered, and it took a long time before the gag was released, her voice trembling with sobs. She began to wail, "Waaah... You only know how to bully people, you only know how to bully people..."

"No, Little Yue'er, no, right? How did I bully you?"

Yan was a little confused. Had he just bullied Mo Yue? No, right? What had this little princess suffered this time?

"You scoundrel, you have it, you have it."

Mo Yue sobbed and bit Yan again. Seeing that he couldn't get any information out of her, Yan could only give up for the time being. Girls are like that sometimes; you can never guess what they're thinking.

Mo Yue felt wronged because she recognized Lei Xiang's identity and knew that he had probably planned something beforehand, and felt deceived. Yan, on the other hand, didn't realize that these things were deception at all, so he was somewhat confused.

Why are you taking them away?

Mo Yue, still lost in thought while clinging to Yan, suddenly saw Yan use his flame energy to lift up Lei Xiang, Gu Feng, and Gu Yun and carry them away. She couldn't help but feel nervous again.

Gu Feng and Gu Yun have special identities. If something happens to them, the entire Demon Empire will likely be thrown into chaos. That's why she begged Yan for help, but she never expected that it was all someone's scheme.

“These guys were practically fighting to the point of brain damage. If I don’t separate them, they’ll start fighting again once they wake up.”

Yan casually offered an explanation, then picked up Mo Yue and flew towards the border between the demons and orcs, where he found a waterfall and a deep pool and threw the three of them in.

Lei Xiang and the other two will wake up quickly after falling into the water due to external stimulation. As for the few who stayed behind, we can only pray that they don't encounter any danger before they wake up. Anyway, it all depends on luck. Yan is not their babysitter, so how could she possibly keep an eye on such a small matter?

"Where are we headed?"

Mo Yue remained silent in Yan's arms for a long time. Seeing that they were getting further and further away from the Demon Clan's territory, she finally couldn't help but ask.

“Let’s go to the Orc Empire. They might have what I want there. However, the Orc Empire is vast, so it might be difficult to find. We might need Lei Xiang’s help. Anyway, that kid owes me a lot of favors, so let him pay one back first.”

Yan tightened his embrace around Mo Yue's delicate body. This time, he took Mo Yue to the Beastman Empire partly because he was genuinely interested in a certain mage's legacy, but more importantly, he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to travel to a foreign land to cultivate his relationship with Mo Yue and try to win over this little beauty as soon as possible.

Chapter 648 The Necromancer

In the Orc Empire, at the border between Yunna Territory and Sas Territory, a man and a woman, heavily wrapped up, walked out of a certain forest.

The Orc Empire comprises seventeen territories, each the size of a province in the Dragon God Empire, all surrounding the central Orc capital.

The Orc capital is essentially a territory, no smaller than any other, and each territory is dominated by a particular race.

The werewolves of Yunna Territory, the snake people of Sas Territory, and the lion people of the royal capital are the main races in their respective territories. However, there are also some races that are extremely powerful, but due to insufficient numbers or lack of unity, they are unable to occupy a powerful territory and become the dominant force in that area.

The most famous representative of this race is the Behemoths. This race can be considered the number one race among the orcs. The adult Behemoth warriors have the strongest qualities in all aspects among all orcs. However, because their numbers are small, they are not enough to occupy a territory.

Besides the Behemoth Legion, the bear-men heavy infantry is also a core fighting force of the orcs. However, because the race is divided into several categories and they are not united and fight fiercely, they mostly live in scattered settlements. The forest in front of us, located between two territories, is a settlement of bear-men.

"Master, what are we doing here? Most of the bear-men among the orcs are undisciplined and restless, many of them are bandits and robbers, they don't produce anything good, the only thing that can be considered a specialty is their bear gall, but you wouldn't want something like that!"

The woman among the two had a stunning figure, and even though she was fully covered up, her charm was still undeniable. However, judging from how she addressed the other woman, she seemed to be a maid or something similar.

“I’m not looking for the bear-men, but for someone else. I’ve heard that there’s been no news from this bear-man settlement for a long time, so maybe it holds the clues I need.”

The man and woman were Yan and Moyue, who had infiltrated the Beastman Empire. After hearing Moyue's words, Yan casually replied, only to find that the little vixen was facing him with her mouth slightly open. The mischievous little red carp licked her red lips, making them a little moist. Such arrogance was simply unbearable.

After spending so many days together, Yan had figured out Mo Yue's personality quite well. The little vixen was seducing people all the time. If it weren't for the inappropriate occasion, he would have really wanted to show her how powerful her master was.

As soon as Yan led Mo Yue into the dense forest, he sensed an unusual aura of death. He frowned inwardly, then grabbed Mo Yue's hand.

"Owner."

Mo Yue suddenly felt that her power had been fully restored, and the dark magic power in her body was purer and had grown much. She couldn't help but look at Yan with surprise.

"Be careful."

Yan nodded to Mo Yue, then pushed forward, and a fire dragon rushed straight ahead, igniting a large area of ​​forest. In an instant, a sea of ​​fire engulfed a large area of ​​trees, and the sea of ​​fire was spreading at an extremely fast speed.

What kind of monsters are these?

Mo Yue, with her sharp eyes, spotted about a dozen figures rushing out of the sea of ​​fire. They seemed to be silent and without any pain, neither howling nor restricted in their movements, which seemed very strange.

A colossal figure appeared before them, its entire body engulfed in flames, standing over two meters tall. It was an adult bear-man, its black fur mostly burned away by the flames, yet it continued its charge, its eyes a terrifying blood-red.

"There's something wrong with these guys."

After this bear-man appeared, several more appeared in succession, all charging towards Yan and Moyue with ferocious expressions. Moyue, on high alert, swung her sword, and with a flash of black light, the limbs of several bear-men were severed. They seemed to have become afraid and turned to run away.

Yan pushed his hand, controlling the flames to spread deeper into the forest, then led Mo Yue forward in pursuit. A light mist suddenly rose from around the forest, blurring everything around them. The trees seemed to be turning, and countless eerie shrieks rang out, as if something was crying.

"What kind of power is this?"

Mo Yue seemed a little scared and hid directly next to Yan. Yan's eyes flickered as he looked into the depths of the forest, and with a wave of his hand, he launched a fire dragon attack.

"How is this possible..."

From the depths of the forest came a voice filled with surprise and fear. Immediately afterward, the thick white fog around them fluctuated violently, and the shrieks became more intense, as if countless wronged souls were telling people about their grievances.

Mo Yue's small hands were icy cold, her eyes were full of fear, and her delicate body was trembling slightly. Although she was quite strong, she was still a girl after all, and she couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in this strange scene.

Yan took the opportunity to pull the little princess into his arms, letting her feel his warmth, which made Mo Yue even more attached to him.

A wisp of smoke drifted towards them, seemingly writhing. Yan raised his hand and launched another fireball. The incoming white mist let out a shrill scream, melting away like ice and snow upon encountering Yan's flames.

"You escaped. You're lucky."

Just as Yan was about to rush forward, he suddenly noticed that the figure deep in the forest was fleeing rapidly. He was about to give chase when he found that Mo Yue was holding him tightly. It seemed that using the atmosphere of terror to win a girl's heart also had its downsides, namely that it was not easy to pursue her.

Yan didn't care much about the escaped rat. It was just a minor necromancer, nothing to a god-level expert like him. It would be more like a necromancer from the underworld.

After thinking for a moment, Yan did not let go of Mo Yue. Instead, he hugged her even tighter. Mo Yue's delicate body in his arms turned from cold to hot. Just as he was about to take the opportunity to try out the outdoor romance with the Demon Princess again, a breeze swept by and the surrounding white mist surged.

Before them, the white mist suddenly parted, and a large number of white, humanoid mists emerged from the depths of the forest. Some of these things moved very fast, while others moved very slowly. The arms formed by the mist waved continuously, and shrill cries came from their mouths.

"ah!"

Startled, Mo Yue unleashed a black halo, snapping the surrounding trees in her dark magic. Yet, the white mist remained unaffected, the dark magic passing right through them.

"Undead? Immune to most physical and energy attacks, even dark magic can't harm them, that's really strange!"

After observing for a moment with narrowed eyes, Yan finally made his move. A large amount of flames erupted, and the undead figures that were originally rushing towards them immediately felt fear. As if they had encountered their natural enemy, they all retreated and tried to escape.

However, since Yan had already made his move, he naturally wouldn't give them a chance to escape. The flames spread and swirled, refining all the gray-white figures. A large amount of death resentment dissipated completely, leaving only a portion of their soul and spiritual power remaining in the flames.

"The necromancer lineage in this world has a truly wondrous way of cultivation. It is stronger than the necromancy of most other worlds, so my trip here was not in vain."

Yan held the clump of soul spiritual energy that had been refined to rid itself of deathly resentment in his hand, and sensed some of the mysteries of necromancy from it.