Chapter 847

"Broly, there are still two of them?!"

"No, the small one is a fake. It should be the statue I made before. I can sense my talisman power existing inside his body."

"What are you doing in Hell, Your Excellency?"

The demons' big brother, Moon Demon Juran, spoke up to ask.

"Just borrowing this place to move my body."

Broly let go of Xi Mu, and after Xi Mu broke free from his control, he flew back into the midst of his brothers and sisters like a startled sparrow.

"Then please feel free, Your Excellency. We won't disturb you."

Juran breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the other party wasn't here to beat them demons up, it was nothing to worry about.

"Thanks. Also, my master doesn't want you all running out there. Understand?"

Broly said thanks and warned the crowd of demons once more.

"That's natural. Even if we wanted to escape Hell, there's no way to do it, right?!"

A group of demons forced smiles. With the real monster right in front of them, they didn't dare openly say they wanted to send the Saint Lord's soul outside Hell to search for the Chronicle of Ages and rewrite history.

"Since that's the case——" Seeing the demons so sensible, Broly waved a hand, tossing some food in front of them, and said directly: "Take this food and go eat somewhere farther away. Don't disturb our battle over here."

The demons looked at each other in dismay.

"Thanks!"

Mountain Demon Bogang was the first to respond, hugging a pile of food and running off into the distance.

The other demons reacted and followed one after another.

"Alright, we should start too."

Broly stretched his limbs, opened the livestream in the Group Chat Room, and charged straight at the fake version of himself.

Fake Broly met his fist, but the moment they made contact, he was blasted away by Broly's heavy, momentum-driven punch.

"You'd better not be careless. My power now is already on a completely different level from when I fought you before.

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Broly didn't pursue. Instead, he gave a reminder.

"Crack——"

The floating rock in Hell that was struck split open from the middle. The injuries on Fake Broly's fist rapidly healed. He nodded and immediately began gathering his Qi.

His whole body enveloped in powerful Qi, he vanished from the spot in the next instant, launching a counterattack with the speed of thunder.

Broly raised his right arm. Bang! Fake Broly's whip kick landed on it. The ground under his feet couldn't withstand the transmitted force and cracked open directly.

"Good. I'll gradually increase speed and power. You remember to keep up."

As Broly spoke, he threw a punch at Fake Broly's body, which had been knocked off-balance by the attack.

"Boom~"

The howling fist wind shattered the unlucky floating rocks. Fake Broly's tail hooked around his wrist, dodging.

*Tap tap tap* sounds rang out. The two, one large one small, directly began an exceptionally fierce exchange of attack and defense. Unlike the situation where his old man and three subordinates couldn't keep up with combat power even after slightly powering up, the fake him in childhood form could completely keep pace with his continuously rising power and speed.

"Big Brother, are we just going to watch from the side?"

Thunder Demon Zhongsu, watching the fierce fight over there, couldn't help but ask his big brother Juran beside him.

"What, you want to make a move?"

Moon Demon turned his head, narrowing his eyes at this good younger brother who had just shocked him with lightning.

"If Broly this guy doesn't die, even if we brothers and sisters can get out, won't we really just be sealed back again?"

These words made the crowd of demons fall silent. Just now they only thought about how to escape Hell, but forgot there was still a monster far more terrifying than them demons outside.

"His power is extremely terrifying. Even at our peak, weren't we also beaten back into Hell? Do you have the ability to kill him?"

Facing Juran's question, Zhongsu grinned: "If he came to Hell alone, I don't think we could kill him. But he came with others. And the Saint Lord's Rat Talisman creation that came with him has started fighting him. That is an opportunity——"

Zhongsu paused. After the surrounding demons looked over, he said seriously to them: "Brothers, sisters, I have a thunder technique. As long as magic power is sufficient, it can cause extremely terrifying damage. I want to wait until that monster reveals an opening and deal him a fatal blow."

Broly's side was locked in fierce combat. The demons' side was plotting how to kill him. However, regarding Thunder Demon Zhongsu's proposal to join hands in casting and condensing a killing move, the other demons still had some apprehension. The shadow Broly once cast on them was simply too great.

He was a monster. A monster far more terrifying than the Eight Immortals.

"Why don't we take advantage of him not paying attention to us, and secretly have the Saint Lord go to the mortal world to search for the Chronicle of Ages and rewrite history?"

"Simple. That guy isn't a living being of our world. The Chronicle of Ages' power probably can't affect him.

As long as he exists, after rewriting history, he'll likely be the guy Righteous Qi uses to counterattack us. If we don't eliminate him, our escape will only be temporary——"

The demons secretly conspired, and they soon reached a unanimous consensus. While helping Zhongsu condense a terrifyingly powerful killing move, they waited for the chance to sneak attack Broly.

This opportunity didn't take long to arrive. The moment Fake Broly's hair turned gold, he became a Super Saiyan, and kicked the real Broly flying, Thunder Demon Zhongsu directly struck. A terrifying lightning spear was thrown, reaching the real Broly's back in an instant. Along with it came the other demons' attacks. Each used a killing move, wanting to take advantage of his unpreparedness to assassinate the monster Broly in one fell swoop.

Except for the Saint Lord who had become a soul and couldn't act, the attacks of the other six demons converged at one point and produced an extremely terrifying explosion.

"Did it work?"

Qi waves surged. All the surrounding Hell floating rocks were blasted to dust. The crowd of demons looked with hopeful gazes at the rolling smoke and dust of the explosion center.

Although the strongest demon big brother Juran had once used the even more powerful "Moonfall" technique to attack Broly and also failed to kill him, they believed it was because that move's wind-up was too long and Broly countered it, which was why it didn't succeed.

But this was a sneak attack. There was a possibility of success. It's just a pity, the law of "smoke but no injury" seems to still be in effect in this world's Hell.

"You guys think there's not enough entertainment in Hell, so you want to join in on my body-moving battle too?"

The center of the back of Broly's ordinary clothes was blasted to pieces, but not a trace of injury could be seen on the back underneath the tear. He looked at the Six Great Demons who had suddenly sneak-attacked him and asked directly.

"If I said we brothers and sisters were just playing a little joke with you, I wonder if you'd believe it?"

Sky Demon Xi Mu awkwardly withdrew the hand that had just launched an attack, hid it behind his back, and asked carefully.

"Right, just a joke!"

The other demons nodded in agreement from the side. They really hadn't expected that a group of demons using killing moves in a sneak attack would actually land the sneak attack, yet fail to even break the other's skin.

"A joke, huh. Hmm, I believe it. However, courtesy demands reciprocity. Since you played a little joke with me, I'll play a little joke with you too."

Broly laughed as he spoke, raising his hand; an energy bullet swelled at terrifying speed.

"However, your little joke causes me no trouble, yet I wonder if you few can handle my little joke?"

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The energy bullet was thrown by Broly.

"Run~"

The demons who reacted each displayed their divine abilities: Zhou Lan controlled gravity to fly upward; Bogang, with his short legs but thick-skinned and tough body, simply lay flat on the ground as defense; Di Helmet used his earth-drilling ultimate move; Ba Sha conjured a pool's worth of water around herself to wrap her body; Zhong Su transformed into lightning and, together with Xi Mu, one left and one right, fled toward distant space.

However, when the energy bullet Broly threw exploded, whether fleeing or defending, flying skyward or burrowing underground, all were instantly submerged by the shockwave of the exploding energy bullet.

This peculiar space of Hell trembled slightly, and after the trembling ended, in the direction Broly's thrown energy bullet went, let alone demons, even the floating stones commonly seen in Hell were gone — empty and clean, against Hell's dark red backdrop like a cloudless fiery sunset glow.

"Still fighting?"

And after Broly casually finished off a group of ungrateful demons who sneak-attacked him, the fake Broly in Super Saiyan state also flew over to ask.

"Fight, of course fight. I haven't fought to my heart's content — uh, I mean, I haven't perfectly mastered this body's power yet."

"Alright, but you're not transforming?"

The fake Broly nodded, seeing the real Broly not intending to continue gathering Qi or transform into a Super Saiyan at all, couldn't help but ask.

"Not transforming. I feel my current state is just right to fight my Super Saiyan self."

Seeing the real Broly insist, the fake Broly stood on ceremony no longer; energy bullet attacks began to mix into his fist and foot strikes, and this dimensional space of Hell changed from a *da-da-da* sound to a *da-hong-da* sound.

And by now, Broly had also measured his current body's normal-state limit: it was a degree where combat strength neared parity with his previous self — undeveloped, in transformed Super Saiyan state.

Of course, the adult body's advantage lay in higher physical durability, while the younger body's advantage lay in greater flexibility.

And if two closely matched opponents were to decide a winner, it basically came down to whose physical strength would be exhausted clean first, but for the fake Broly, with the Twelve Talismans augmenting his body, it was impossible for his physical strength to be exhausted and him to fall.

So, after Broly fought until it was about enough and had fought to his heart's content, he had the fake Broly stop; he took out the Puffer Fish Dried Communicator his old man gave him from the Crystal Palace Space, just wanting to use it, then remembered he actually had a better contact method.

He opened the Crystal Palace Panel, opened the Group Chat Room, told his wives the battle was over, then directly initiated a private chat with Xiao Yu.

However, pityingly, although Xiao Yu's energy had been restored by the Dog Talisman, after watching half a day of brawling, even though the offense and defense were spectacular, she still suffered some visual fatigue; half an hour ago, she had yawned and returned to her own room to catch up on sleep.

The Puffer Fish Dried Communicator still saw use; his old man, waking from his nap, opened the Shen Yu Zhi Men in the outside world and picked up the two who had finished brawling in Hell.

And only after the real and fake Broly left Hell did the Holy Lord's soul emerge.

He watched the rear with some schadenfreude — his brothers and sisters who, like him, were left with only souls.

The Immortal Demons entrust their existence to Negative Chi; as long as the world's Negative Chi does not perish, the demons will never die.

Of course, physical death is another matter entirely.

"Hahaha, this really is just desserts. You lot shattered my body, turning me into a soul state, but now you've become the same as me."

"Holy Lord, less schadenfreude from you. Even with only souls left, our side has six, while you only have one."

Seeing the six brothers' and sisters' souls eyeing him like tigers, the Holy Lord hurriedly restrained his schadenfreude expression.

"Hey, brothers, sisters, don't be like this. The guy who caused your physical deaths — that wasn't me————"

With just this one sentence, the Holy Lord made the other demon souls' gazes turn toward Zhong Su; without a doubt, Zhong Su, the one who incited action against Broly, became the new target of bullying among the demon group.

"Alright, brothers and sisters, I think we still need to think about how to escape Hell!"

After Zhong Su's soul was taught a lesson, the Holy Lord actively spoke up to mediate.

"How escape? That monster Broly is right outside."

"Chronicle of Ages."

"Even if we find the Chronicle of Ages and alter history, we'll just be beaten back, right?"

"One good day counts as one good day; still better than us staying forever in this ghost place called Hell, right?"

A group of demon souls huddled together exchanging words; the Holy Lord's crafty words quickly gained the other demons' agreement.

However, when preparing to dispatch a demon soul to escape Hell and search for the Chronicle of Ages, the group of demons suddenly discovered that they, having lost their physical bodies, had already lost the ability to send souls back to the mortal world.

"Ah, I know now. Broly must have previously returned to his own world, balanced the world's yin and yang, which prevented us from returning to the mortal world.

And this time, he came again, causing the world's yin and yang to become imbalanced once more, so Negative Chi made me think of the Chronicle of Ages as a way to escape Hell.

And before we could implement our action, because Broly actively entered Hell, the outside world's yin and yang forces balanced once again.

So, the action we originally wanted to take was interrupted, even destroyed."

"Ah, right right right." Zhong Su directly played along with the Holy Lord's cue; under the situation of the crowd of demon souls turning their heads to glare fiercely at him, Zhong Su shrank his neck, but still defended his earlier action: "I must have been bewildered by righteous Qi just now to propose killing Broly, and you lot should be the same, otherwise how could you have agreed?"

The group of demons pondered a moment, then all nodded, accepting Zhong Su's explanation; they would never admit they were foolish, laughably overestimating themselves to challenge an enemy they fundamentally couldn't beat.

"Then what now?"

Ba Sha asked the Holy Lord; as for why the Holy Lord, naturally because he is the most cunning and the most sharp-witted among the demons.

"Don't worry, my dear brothers and sisters. As long as Broly remains in this world, the yin and yang forces are unbalanced, then Negative Chi will find a way to get us out of this ghost place."

"Holy Lord, how can you be sure Negative Chi will save us out, rather than select a new Negative Chi Representative?"

"Ha, you've all experienced that monster Broly's strength. Do you think an ordinary Negative Chi Representative is enough to contend with him?

To contend with him, Negative Chi will surely stop at nothing. And we Eight Great Demons — cough, though the traitor Xiao Feng appeared — the rest of us demons are still the representatives at the peak of Negative Chi."

"But even if we're gotten out, we still can't beat that monster Broly, right?"

"Ha, you're stupid. Why would we go deal with Broly?"

"But if Negative Chi gets us out later, isn't it to make us go deal with Broly?"

"Right, but that's Negative Chi's business. We only need to betray Negative Chi after leaving Hell.

Who says demons can't be auspicious? When the time comes, we just do like Xiao Feng — cooperate with righteous Qi, slack off."

Must admit, the Holy Lord truly has brains; only this one doesn't know that after Broly finished fighting his knockoff self, he went to see some other friends in this world; after meeting Xiao Feng and Chief Black face to face, he directly returned to his own world.

The Adventure Chronicle World's yin and yang forces balanced once more after he left, while the Holy Lord and the other demons left with only souls bitterly waited in Hell, embracing the thought of betraying Negative Chi, just hoping for the day when beings manipulated by Negative Chi would release them from Hell.

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