Merging with Demon Spirits

Chapter 890: Chapter 684: Whereabouts

Early morning, after the rain, the damp air was suffocating.

In the faint mist, a team of more than twenty people, all wearing army-green Martial Artist’s Uniforms, appeared in the dense jungle.

This was a young team; the members were generally around twenty-three or twenty-four, half male and half female, and the oldest was only about thirty.

They looked a bit travel-worn, but none of them were injured.

Occasionally, when passing Mercenary squads saw this team, they all cast astonished looks their way.

”Why are they all a bunch of youngsters? Not afraid of dying? Any random Ninth Tier Demon Beast could wipe them out.”

”Judging from their appearance and equipment, they should all be scions of major families and corporations.”

”Seeing us appear, these youngsters don’t have the slightest hint of awe in their eyes. There must be a King secretly protecting them, otherwise they wouldn’t be this brazen.”

”Even a King can’t protect so many people; this is not a place youngsters should be coming to.”

The nine-star-level Kai Yuan Space Gate had already become very stable and could accommodate Ninth Grade experts entering, while exerting suppression on Kings.

Of course, suppression didn’t mean there were no Kings in this space.

Ordinary Eighth Grade would not dare step into Kai Yuan lightly; only Ninth Grade had that kind of confidence.

And Cultivators whose strength had reached above Eighth Grade, even with outstanding talent, were all over thirty.

Therefore, encountering young people in Kai Yuan was rare to begin with, let alone a team made up entirely of young people.

Even with a King protecting them, it was impossible to protect so many; a tiny accident could lead to disastrous losses. This was what puzzled everyone—until they saw a few figures among the lush branches above the team, and suddenly understood.

”It’s Yang Qing!”

Someone cried out in surprise.

In Kai Yuan, there were very few people who didn’t recognize Yang Qing.

In this Space Gate, Yang Qing had stayed for seven or eight years, practically treating it as home; the ”Key” to Kai Yuan was inside Yang Qing’s body.

He was half the master of this Space Gate and possessed the ability to shut it down.

”It’s not just Yang Qing, there’s also Ye Xing and Yun Tianqi. With three Kings guarding them, what background does this team have?”

Someone spotted Yun Tianqi and Ye Xing.

As members of the Glory Alliance’s top ten All-Star and the Avengers Alliance, Ye Xing and Yun Tianqi’s fame far surpassed Yang Qing’s.

As for their strength, it probably wasn’t much weaker either.

Before the Mercenary squad could truly react, they saw a male lion over two meters tall and five meters long appear directly in front of the team. Its entire body was covered in fiery-red fur, flames burned around its four hooves, and its muscle lines were exaggerated to the extreme.

The fiery-red lion stood in place, its blood-colored pupils sweeping over this young team, as if hesitating whether or not to strike.

”A Ninth Tier Ragefire Wild Lion.”

In the Mercenary squad, a man stared at the lion with a serious expression as he spoke.

Even for their seven-man squad, a Mercenary team made up entirely of Advanced Demon Spirit Masters, encountering this Demon Beast would make them think of ways to escape.

It wasn’t that they couldn’t kill it, but that even if they won, it would be a pyrrhic victory. They might lose one or two members, and the rest could be injured as well—totally not worth it.

Compared to the man’s serious expression, those youngsters, though their bodies were tense, still looked quite relaxed.

They saw a figure drop rapidly from the branches. Before he even touched the ground, his figure vanished. In an instant, seven clearly visible azure trajectories appeared in midair, forming a pentagon-shaped pattern.

At the center of the pattern, the Ragefire Wild Lion crashed heavily to the ground. On its robust body were seven bone-deep blade wounds, one of which was on its neck, almost severing its head.

Blood quickly soaked the ground, and a strong metallic stench spread out.

”Seven Kills!”

Someone murmured.

No one could fail to recognize the traits of the Divine Level Soul Skill Seven Kills.

After the Ragefire Wild Lion died, its Demon Spirit appeared. A young man leapt up from the ground, reached out to grab the Demon Spirit, and then slapped it into his own body.

As the young man carried out the Refinement of the Demon Spirit and absorbed the Soul Skill, the team paused briefly.

In the center of the team, a certain figure drew the Mercenary squad’s attention.

When Yun Tianqi hunted the Ragefire Wild Lion, that figure let out a roar, her body trembling slightly, as if suppressing some pain.

On the surface of her skin, strands of blood-colored lines emerged like a Curse Seal. They seemed to possess Spiritual awareness, twisting as they spread to every corner of her body. Behind her, a three-meter-tall pitch-black figure was gradually taking shape.

At the same time, in the very center of the team, a long-haired young man of about thirty—the oldest in the group—had already entered a Demon Transformation state in advance, his entire body radiating dazzling golden light.

As that figure shrouded in blood-colored Curse Seals underwent its mutation, a ray of golden light flew out from his chest, solidifying into a tangible golden beam that shot toward another young girl.

After the golden light entered the girl’s body, it rapidly flew toward the others. The golden light did not dissipate but continually linked on, connecting twenty-three times in succession before shooting toward the mutating figure.

Behind that person, the three-meter-tall pitch-black phantom quivered slightly. The faces of those youngsters connected by golden beams all changed subtly—some of their bodies swelled ever so slightly, veins bulging, while others’ bodies remained unchanged but their eyes gleamed faintly.

A hint of joy appeared on everyone’s faces.

”Looks like someone just broke through.”

”He Jun from the Avengers Alliance is here too.”

”I get it now—these youngsters are here to farm experience!”

This time, their discussion contained little surprise and only envy.