Chapter 527: The Nine Break-Space Demons, Elite Warriors Under the Demon Lord!

"Hello, I'm Axiang, Xiu's wife." Lei Ting noticed Axiang's gaze fixed on her, momentarily speechless, unsure how to explain her relationship with Wang Da Dong; finally, Wang Da Dong took over: "She's my wife, Lei Ting."

Lei Ting playfully punched Wang Da Dong on the chest, her small fist landing lightly as she pouted: "What are you talking about?"

Lin Yu felt as if struck by an invisible hammer, his emotions tangled; he found an excuse to leave first. Soon after, Lei Ting stumbled and nearly fell to the ground, and Axiang was filled with regret.

"Sorry, it must be because we're meeting through our projections."

Lei Ting waved it off carelessly: "It's fine."

Axiang pulled Xiu aside, giving Wang Da Dong and Lei Ting space alone. Suddenly, Lin Yu heard Lei Ting's voice in his ear: "Da Dong, kiss me."

Wang Da Dong blinked in surprise: "Huh? This…"

Before he could finish, Lei Ting clutched Wang Da Dong's neck tightly, and the two shared a deep, passionate kiss, oblivious to everything around them.

Lin Yu sighed: "They broke up just seven days ago, and now they're back together—yesterday they were heartbroken, today they're ecstatic."

"Love truly is miraculous!" He felt happy for Wang Da Dong—being with the one you love was indeed great fortune.

The scene shifted to the Ultimate Class in the Golden Dimension: Xiao Lan prepared as usual for school, but today something felt off—a sense of ill omen loomed over her heart.

Especially thinking of Lin Yu's recent strange behavior, this premonition grew stronger; she hurried to school.

On the way, she kept dialing Lin Yu's number, but only a mechanical female voice responded: "The number you dialed is temporarily unreachable. Please try again later."

Xiao Lan grew frantic, waiting anxiously at school; as time passed, hope dwindled, panic flooded her heart, and she could no longer focus on class.

She decided to go out searching for Lin Yu; in her haste, she knocked over her textbook, and a letter slipped out.

Ignoring the stares around her, she trembled as she picked up the envelope and carefully opened it.

"Xiao Lan, I'm sorry. Don't blame me—I didn't tell you because I knew this journey was too dangerous. I'll come back alive."

"Wait for me, Xiao Lan."

After reading the letter, Xiao Lan's eyes turned red; she whispered silently to herself: "You ran again. You promised to stand by me through life and death, to never leave again—and now you vanish without a word."

"Lin Yu, you bastard, you're so infuriating!"

Though her heart ached terribly, she didn't cry like other girls—instead, she buried her sorrow deep inside. To outsiders, she seemed extraordinarily strong, yet this only made her more pitiable.

At this moment, in the Iron Dimension, Lin Yu's group had just left the safe zone when they sensed numerous enemies lurking nearby—but they seemed to be waiting for the perfect moment, merely observing from the shadows, biding their time.

Lin Yu silently gave the group a glance, conveying his thoughts without words.

"Surrounded on all sides—the Demon Clan set a trap along our path to the Xia family, even uncovered this hidden trail. It looks like we can't avoid a direct clash."

For this rescue mission, Lin Yu had prepared thoroughly, laying decoys along the route to deceive the demons.

He led the team exclusively through remote backroads, but the demons were no fools—they either saw through the ruse or outnumbered them, setting up defenses everywhere.

"A direct fight is our only option!" Lin Yu sighed, helpless.

The group formed a circle, eyes scanning all directions, ears attuned to every sound, each step taken with extreme caution.

Around them, silence reigned—even breathing was clearly audible; truly, "the cicadas' noise makes the forest seem quieter."

Lin Yu's heart grew heavy; this stillness felt less like peace and more like the calm before battle.

The group advanced slowly, step by step.

Suddenly, a sinister violet light shot from afar, striking straight toward the group.

Lin Yu reacted instantly, unleashing his power and shouting aloud.

"Ghost and God Technique!"

In an instant, a pale white aura encircled the group, colliding with the violet light and sending ripples of energy through the air; Lin Yu's shield remained unbreakable, and the violet light vanished without a trace.

Immediately after, a man stepped forward, clad in a 723-purple cloak and wearing a terrifying demonic mask; he clapped lightly, a mocking smile on his lips.

"Lin Yu, the strongest in the Golden Dimension—your reputation is well-deserved! You've got some skill!"

Lin Yu's gaze burned as he stared directly at the demon known as Yan Kui.

"Diyabolo the Demon Lord sent you, one of the Nine Break-Space Demons, to block our path? You've shown yourself—where are the others?"

The Nine Break-Space Demons, elite warriors under the Demon Lord, each with a combat power of at least 40,000 and as high as 60,000—top-tier fighters in the Demon Realm.

The demon smiled faintly, taunting.

"Looking for them? Easy—I'll let you play with them!"

In an instant, eight more warriors appeared around Lin Yu's group, each with a combat power of exactly 40,000, sending chills down their spines.

Wang Da Dong had planned to break through 40,000 in the Golden Dimension so he could protect himself in the Iron Dimension—but he'd barely arrived when reality slapped him hard across the face, and his cheek still stung.

【357】 Fight together—put Da Ju first!

"There's nothing I can do—I overestimated myself," Wang Da Dong mocked himself.

But remembering how he'd helped Lin Yu boost his combat power, he regained his confidence once more.

From that move just now, Wang Da Dong estimated Lin Yu's combat power was at least 40,000.

"Yu-ge's combat power wasn't low before—how could he have gained less than 10,000 after so long? That's impossible—his talent isn't just good, it's top-tier!" Wang Da Dong wondered.

He forgot that he himself had advanced so rapidly only because of Yinyuanji Society—if not for that, he might not even have reached 20,000.

Boosting combat power isn't that simple—Wang Da Dong's own 20,000, honed over ten years of grueling training, was already something to be proud of.

Lin Yu suddenly snapped back to reality—he'd been daydreaming in the middle of battle, walking straight into danger.

He carefully sensed his surroundings: on the surface, there were nine opponents—but Lin Yu felt something was off.

Diyabolo the Demon Lord would never send only this many, nor would he foolishly believe these combat powers alone could hold them all back—there had to be more tricks hidden.

The atmosphere grew so tense it could be squeezed dry; both sides raised their combat power to its peak, ready to strike at any moment.

For a moment, heaven and earth seemed torn into two extremes: one side, thick black-violet, dazzlingly seductive; the other, dark clouds crushing down, thunder rolling, a few beams of light struggling to break through the gloom.

Those beams of light in the darkness carried hope—and strangely, they matched the battlefield's mood.

Their combat powers varied: Wang Da Dong had broken his limit after the last battle, his power surging to around 40,000.

But because of his bizarre physique, he wouldn't be at too much risk against the later members of the Nine Break-Space Demons.

Xiu's combat power had also reached 41,000—equal to the strongest of the Nine Break-Space Demons—he could fight him head-on.

Lin Yu, with a combat power of 110,000, could effortlessly crush all demons blocking his path.

But the Dongcheng Guards all had combat powers between 20,000 and 30,000, and Lei Ting, at only around 10,000, had to deliberately protect him.

Moreover, it was unknown whether the Demon Clan had secretly arranged agents. Overall, although Lin Yu's side held a clear advantage, the troubles were numerous—if fighting alone, it would be feasible, but Lei Ting and the others could easily become liabilities.

Add to that the unmatchable tacit understanding among the Nine Void-Breaking Demons; their combined strength might not merely be additive, but far exceed the sum of their individual combat powers.

Lin Yu quietly transmitted a voice message to everyone.

"They're targeting Wang Da Dong. To protect the others, Wang Da Dong and I will draw their attention. Xiu, you take the rest and look for an opportunity to break out—head to the Xia family first, then we'll decide."

Xiu immediately objected.

"No, if there's fighting, we all fight together."

"We must prioritize the big picture. Let me take Wang Da Dong to lure them away—you, Axiang, and Lei Ting return to the Xia family first. Once Lei Ting and the others are settled, come back to support us."

Xiu thought for a moment and agreed: "It's better for me to take Wang Da Dong and buy time."

"Alright, let's split up! I'll take Axiang and the others back to the Xia family first, then come to support you." Xiu decided instantly.

"Then how do I find you to regroup?" Xiu asked, puzzled.

Lin Yu didn't hesitate:

"After you reach the Xia family, ask Axiang for the Parent-Child Locator. With it, you'll know exactly where we are."

The Parent-Child Locator, when paired, could sense each other's location, share coordinates, and if one wearer died, the other would automatically destroy itself to prevent enemies from tracking them.

Suddenly, Xiu seemed to remember something and quietly told Lin Yu again.

"Yu Ge, let's give these demon bastards something fun to deal with!" Then he shared his idea with Lin Yu and Wang Da Dong.

Originally, he had planned to kill a few of them before leaving, to reduce the Nine Void-Breaking Demons' numbers and force a change in their lineup.