Chapter 121: Fourth Soul Skill Slashes the Sixth Rank!; Demon Hunt Squad Competition

Good grief, speaking of Ye Ling, and Ye Ling just appears like a god descending from heaven, right?

Good, good, good, exciting enough.

Yang Wenzhao was truly a bit surprised; he looked toward Ye Ling's position and asked, "How did you come here?"

"There are members of the Demon Race appearing; you know this, are you going to kill them or not?" Ye Ling asked straightforwardly.

"Kill!" Yang Wenzhao said decisively.

"Then that's settled. Everyone knows the Demon Race has suddenly come over, so how could we not kill them." Ye Ling nodded, but he gave Yang Wenzhao a playful look and smiled slightly: "However, I truly didn't expect you to be beaten into such a state."

"It's normal, though." Yang Wenzhao sighed and admitted his own problem: "I am still too weak. This is a Sixth Rank member of the Demon Race, even though it is only just entering the Sixth Rank.

But the gap between the Sixth Rank and the Fifth Rank is no less than that between the Fifth Rank and the Fourth Rank. I am no match for it. If we were both at the Sixth Rank, it would surely die!"

Yang Wenzhao said with determination, then sighed and said: "We must hurry and run. I have already used the points Bracelet to request the Saint Knight Chief and the others to come over.

There are two of you; if you each use your Sixth Rank defensive skills, perhaps we can all hold out until the Saint Knight Chief arrives."

"As long as we can hold out until he arrives, we can still live. If not, I'm afraid we can only scatter."

Yang Wenzhao was very unwilling, but what use was being unwilling?

The strength was right there.

"Wen Zhao, you should prepare to leave first. To put it bluntly, I didn't come here this time to save you."

"I came specifically for this member of the Demon Race." Ye Ling smiled slightly, and he and Li Xin, who was at his side, each took up the twin swords in their hands.

Yang Wenzhao: "Huh?"

But before the words had even faded, a dazzling, extreme light suddenly erupted from the spot where the member of the Demon Race had just been knocked flying. The next moment, it exploded, and wave after wave of terrifying Spiritual Power erupted along with it.

"Human!"

"Human! Vile human, you actually dare to lay a hand on me! And you even dared to knock me flying! Damn it! Damn it!"

The member of the Demon Race roared. The black robe on its body had shattered under that previous sword strike.

The black robe possessed the ability to suppress, and after the black robe shattered and revealed the figure within, one could see all the fragments completely broken, revealing the golden figure inside.

This was a Dual-Blade Demon five meters tall. Its forelimbs were incomparably sharp; just looking at them gave one a feeling of fear. Its body was covered in golden patterns, and its entire being was shrouded in dark golden light.

"Sixth Rank Dual-Blade Demon Lord, Gold-Patterned Dual-Blade Demon." Yang Wenzhao exclaimed; no wonder.

The long sword he used was also of Spirit Magic Grade and very powerful, yet the forelimbs of this Gold-Patterned Dual-Blade Demon could barely withstand a Spirit Magic Grade long sword without any problem.

But he hadn't expected this.

"If it were any other Sixth Rank, there might be a possibility of resisting, but if it is a Gold-Patterned Dual-Blade Demon, if we don't retreat, we are truly finished!"

Yang Wenzhao exclaimed.

But he was dumbfounded.

At this moment, he had originally intended to let Ye Ling and the others hurry and run, not to worry about him.

Yang Wenzhao cherished his life, but he cared even more about whether there was a possibility for the Human race to revive. He could die, but Ye Ling, the Child of Light who represented the future of the Human race, could not! This was an existence that truly had the hope of allowing the Human race to escape the Dark Era!

Yet Ye Ling had charged directly toward the position of the Gold-Patterned Dual-Blade Demon, and Li Xin behind him did not hesitate either.

One at the fifth or sixth level of the Fifth Rank, one at the peak of the Fourth Rank, fighting a Sixth Rank member of the Demon Race—he was a bit anxious.

However, just as he intended to call out something, he suddenly froze in place, because at this moment, Ye Ling, who was fighting the Gold-Patterned Dual-Blade Demon, had not fallen into a disadvantage... and was even vaguely gaining the upper hand?

This scene directly left Yang Wenzhao stunned.

Are you kidding me, brother?

It wasn't just him who felt it was strange; the Gold-Patterned Dual-Blade Demon felt the same. During the battle, the Gold-Patterned Dual-Blade Demon had originally wanted to kill Ye Ling with one slash and Li Xin with two.

But in the midst of the battle, it discovered that these two were not ordinary. Not to mention that it couldn't attack this youth with the higher cultivation, even that girl who was only at the peak of the Fourth Rank, it had no possibility of attacking her either.

It even let them strike its body with sword after sword, with no second possibility. This couldn't help but leave the Gold-Patterned Dual-Blade Demon a bit foolish.

What kind of freaks were these?

"Human, you are not simple." The Gold-Patterned Dual-Blade Demon looked frantic: "As long as I kill you and bring you to the Crown Prince, then the Crown Prince will surely reward me well!"

Having said that, it seemed to enter a frantic state and charged toward the Ye Ling in front of it.

Although the Gold-Patterned Dual-Blade Demon had a massive body, its speed was not slow at all; one could even say it was very fast. At this moment, its speed multiplied countless times, and it lunged fiercely toward Ye Ling's position! The scythe in its hand stabbed down violently.

"Crown Prince?" Ye Ling was startled. While blocking with his hand, he asked: "The Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon King, the Demon Race Crown Prince Abao?"

"Human, how are you worthy of calling the Crown Prince's name!" The Gold-Patterned Dual-Blade Demon roared.

"Tsk... it seems quite obvious now. Since the matter is known, then everything is easy to talk about."

"Yating, assist me." Ye Ling shouted.

"Alright, Brother Ye." Yating said, slowly flying out. Her Spiritual Power continuously expanded, and endless, peculiar Light Spiritual Power was added into Ye Ling's body.

A strange light also emerged from his body. After just a moment, it condensed into a Six-Winged Angel dozens of meters tall. The Angel's light shone continuously, and the brilliant radiance even illuminated the entire night sky.

"What is this?!" Whether it was Yang Wenzhao or all the other contestants this time, they all noticed this moment, their eyes flickering. This scene was truly somewhat shocking... "Six-Winged Angel, Martial Soul Possession!"

As the voice fell, a touch of light started from his forehead and spread to his entire body. His hair also turned into a shining bright gold, every strand of hair glowing. The three halos on his body flickered with dazzling radiance, continuously spreading mysterious power.

At this moment, the mysterious Spiritual Power on Ye Ling's body transformed into extreme Sacred Spiritual Power, continuously evaporating, and the endless light elements between heaven and earth were all gathering toward Ye Ling's position.

At this moment, he was the absolute darling of light between heaven and earth!

"Fourth Spiritual Skill, Light Sun Fall!"

Ye Ling's voice was crisp. At this moment, wave after wave of extreme light spread from his body, and after just a moment, it was released toward the front.

In an instant, the light bloomed, and piece after piece of strange Spiritual Power appeared on Ye Ling's body. At this moment, he was like a great sun.

Yes, Light Sun Fall, turning oneself into a sun, mastering all light, driving everything to fall from the sky, and then exploding.

It was night now, but if it were daytime, he could borrow the power of the sun, and the power would at least double! But it was enough! This was Ye Ling's Fourth Spiritual Skill; he had never used it before, and this time he used it specifically on this Gold-Patterned Dual-Blade Demon.

The next moment, the sun fell, and wave after wave of surging aura stabbed down toward the Gold-Patterned Dual-Blade Demon.

Instantly, it only felt a wave of agony; its body was being crazily burned, and all its Spiritual Power was worn away, turning into nothingness.

"No! I am helping the Crown Prince do his work. If you dare to kill me, Crown Prince Abao will not let you off!" But it did not say these words out loud; the next moment it was completely burned and turned into nothingness... no longer existing here. The light dissipated, leaving only Ye Ling standing in place, while below was the Gold-Patterned Dual-Blade Demon burned into charcoal by the Sacred Spiritual Power. "Yating, absorb all of its Spiritual Power to prepare for the next breakthrough to the Black Grade; that will be your third breakthrough." At the first moment, Ye Ling shouted to Yating.

"Understood, Brother Ye Ling." Yating nodded with a smile.

The Angel Holy Sword in Ye Ling's hand was also humming; a few years ago, he had relied on Electrolux's help to step into the Spirit Demon Peak, though he had not made much progress since.

Having just killed this Gold-Patterned Dual-Blade Demon, it had devoured quite a few things within its body and also started to continuously improve toward the Glorious Grade of equipment. "Little brother, why did you kill it directly? I haven't even made a move a few times yet," Li Xin said from the side, looking at this scene with a grievance.

Clearly, she hadn't had enough of a fight.

"It's fine, Sister. It's impossible that there is only one Demon Race member; even if there were, we still have those bloodthirsty Magic Beasts we can deal with," Ye Ling explained with a smile.

Li Xin was easy to coax, and she nodded in agreement immediately.

To the side, Yang Wenzhao walked up staggeringly—not because he was injured, but because he was scared.

This... this was too brutal.

Before, he had still been thinking about competing with Ye Ling to see who was better! Now? Now, forget about competing; if Ye Ling didn't kill him with one sword strike, it would be considered that Ye Ling was weak. What was that power just now? Was it the ability he had used on him before? Had it actually reached this monstrous level now? Thinking of this, Yang Wenzhao was stunned. He had originally thought he had a chance to suppress Ye Ling now, but he didn't expect him to be like this? Should he still go and challenge him?

It seemed a bit hard to say now.

Yang Wenzhao was deep in thought, but he saw Ye Ling at the side suddenly smile slightly and look toward the sky: "Wen Zhao, the person you have been longing for has arrived."

"Ah?" Yang Wenzhao was confused. No, that was a strange thing to say.

But he suddenly looked up and suddenly felt that Ye Ling wasn't wrong, after all, the Saint Knight Chief had arrived with those powerful Knight seniors.

The Temple Competition of the Six Great Temples had been ongoing.

The night was the home field for the Assassins to fight, comparing perception, comparing stealth ability, and comparing the number of victories.

In the shadows of a certain forest.

Sheng Caier's Spiritual Power exploded, and holding two daggers in her hands, she resolved countless opponents in an instant.

The referee nearby couldn't help but be amazed by this and shouted: "Assassin Temple preliminary round concluded."

"Sheng Caier, defeated thirty opponents, victorious to the end, is the first place in the Assassin Temple Competition!"

Warrior Temple.

Behind Wang Yuanyuan stood a silver-white giant shield, her Spiritual Power spreading out as she squeezed her wrists.

She continuously erupted with combat power to attack her opponents.

Every punch carried immense force, hammering her opponents fiercely into the ground. In her hands, those opponents, even if they were also Fifth Rank, had no possibility of resistance.

Fights lasted no more than a hundred rounds at most before they were fiercely defeated.

"Warrior Temple preliminary final round, Warrior number three Wang Yuanyuan wins!"

Magic Temple.

The biggest requirement of the Magic Temple was to use magic to create more terrifying damage, and to successfully dodge the magic of the surrounding contestants.

Survival level and combat output were used as evaluations, and the most dazzling one among them was not Lin Xin, but a woman wearing a gray robe. Her slender hands moved slightly, and one after another, purple moon magic surged forth instantly.

It caused one terrifying explosion after another, and at every moment, countless opponents were eliminated.

Among them were the Haoyue City magic genius Lin Jialu, and that genius fire-type mage Lin Xin, who only knew how to defend and not attack, were all completely eliminated.

"Magic Temple preliminary champion is out, the winner is Ye Yue."

Soul Temple.

The evaluation of the Soul Temple was based on what magic could be used and what summoned beasts could be summoned.

Furthermore, the summoned beasts were left to fight and battle on their own, and the final ranking was based on the combat performance of the summons.

For Chen Ying'er, this method was the fairest, and also the most unfair.

But unfortunately, this time it was fair for once.

Her Gate of Life summoned a Sixth Rank Gold-Armored Giant Bear for her, which instantly overturned this battlefield.

In one fell swoop, she stood alone at the top! "Soul Temple Competition concluded, first place Chen Ying'er!!"

The greatest ability of the Priest Temple was in defense and healing.

And this time, the Holy Alliance specifically released the news to find those willing to cooperate as the wounded.

Soon, a pile of individuals with the same cultivation, same injuries, and nearly the same degree of recovery were sent over.

And these Priest contestants had to endure the magic released very evenly by the mages above within a certain time, and while defending, they had to heal these wounded.

Of course, a certain Discipline Priest who couldn't heal couldn't even participate and was taken away for another testing method.

And Long Lingxi was originally Fifth Rank; as the Light Saintess, her power of light was also extremely terrifying.

Whether it was defense or healing, she handled it with ease.

A simple victory! "Priest Temple Competition concluded, total score, Long Lingxi wins first place!"

The second day.

At the Knight Temple.

At noon, at the twenty-four-hour mark, everyone walked down.

A total of one hundred and thirty-eight people, all present.

After Han Qian arrived yesterday and learned of the whole situation, they immediately had countless Sixth Rank or even Seventh Rank Temple Knights come here, protecting these contestants across the mountains and plains.

Once a Demon Race member was discovered, they were to be surrounded and annihilated immediately. Of course, all their actions were under constant monitoring; if it were discovered that these Knights were helping, the result would be the immediate activation of Sixth Rank defense.

And after everyone gathered, Han Qian also walked onto the platform for the first time, because from his mouth would be decided those who had hope of becoming a Demon Hunt Squad! Soon, Han Qian slowly stepped forward, glanced at the point ranking among them, and couldn't help but be somewhat shocked. After a long while, he spoke:

"First place, Ye Ling."

Immediately, he swallowed his saliva and said: "Points, twelve thousand three hundred and forty-five!"

(End of this chapter)