The news spread quickly and set off another earth-shattering wave.
In a military hall of the Demon Tribe, an intelligence soldier rushed in.
"Demon Master, we've found the location of the human cultivator Ye Chen. He killed one of our Demon Tribe guards!"
"What? Damn it, this damned human! "
The Demon Master was furious. He slammed the table and stood up, his eyes bloodshot!
"If we don't get rid of him, the Demon Tribe will never have peace. Follow me and kill him!"
"Yes!"
The Demon Masters joined forces and flew out on their Earth Demon Beasts.
At this moment, Ye Chen, who was in the spirit vein, had already absorbed all the spirit vein and improved his foundation. He left this place.
When he left, he suddenly found a group of people moving hurriedly as if they were carrying out some mission.
The one leading them was a Demon King. He had an aggressive aura and was shouting to kill.
"Are you in a hurry to reincarnate? Why are you in such a hurry?"
"What?"
The Demon King was marching quickly when he suddenly heard a human voice in the sky. He was furious and turned to see Ye Chen standing on the ancient tree.
"Ah … You're Ye Chen!" The Demon King was shocked.
"Of course."
Ye Chen flew down. The Immortal-Slaying Flying Saber was like a stream of light. In the blink of an eye, all the Demon Tribe soldiers were beheaded.
"Dong!"
Ye Chen flew down and grabbed the Demon King's shoulder. No matter how that person struggled, it was useless. He even felt his Demonic Energy being forcefully absorbed by Ye Chen.
"You're a human cultivator. How can you absorb Demonic Energy?"
"Hahaha, your vision is too shallow. How can you know the wonders of this world's cultivation methods?"
With that, Ye Chen directly activated the Immortal Demon Transformation Technique and transformed into a Demon King.
"This!"
The Demon King was shocked. No wonder they had been trying to catch him but could not catch him. This person's cultivation method was amazing.
"You should be on your way."
Ye Chen suddenly clenched his hand and released the Soul-searching Tactic. Instantly, the Demon King lost consciousness and was at his mercy.
After searching his soul, Ye Chen quickly found out where these people came from.
It turned out that this Demon King was the Holy Demon Tribe's messenger. He was responsible for conveying the Holy Demon Tribe's orders. His purpose this time was to convey the information about collecting the Demonic Tripod to the surrounding Demon Tribe tribes.
The so-called demonic cauldron was the cauldron of the demon race's body. It was usually used to store demonic thoughts.
"Collecting the Demonic Cauldrons? They didn't do this before. Now that they're doing this, it seems like the demons have realized the danger they're in."
Ye Chen pondered. It seemed like the other party wanted to use the Demonic Cauldron to summon a Demon Almighty from the Demonic Realm. Such an act was extremely dangerous.
Initially, Ye Chen wanted to return to the Euphoria Crest, but after receiving this danger signal, he understood that he could not just leave like that.
"Zi zi zi!"
Ye Chen unleashed the Immortal Demon Rotation Celestial Technique and transformed into the Demon King's appearance. He carried on with the Demon King's token.
This time, he wanted to explore the fiend race's headquarters.
He had not found a good way to ascend to the Spiritual Realm. Previously, he had received information from Blissful Scholar that the Demon Race was guarding one of the ascension passages. He really wanted to see what that passage looked like. At the same time, he also wanted to destroy the Demonic Cauldron. He must not let the Demon Race summon the Demon World's almighty beings to the mortal world.
Otherwise, if a mighty figure were to descend to the lower realm, it would definitely bring unimaginable danger to the Spiritual Realm.
Meanwhile, at the Euphoria Crest, Blissful Scholar and the Patriarch of Hell had been discussing the situation of Ye Chen's trip.
"I heard that Ye Chen caused an even bigger commotion this time. He even killed the Demon King!"
The Patriarch of Hell said.
"Yeah, Ye Chen is too arrogant this time. Killing the Demon King is an irreconcilable grudge against the Demon Race. If the remaining Demon Kings disregard their status and go after him, Ye Chen will be in danger," the Blissful Scholar said.
"What do you think of their strength?"
"I'll be frank. If the remaining Demon Kings of the Demon Race join forces, they can even fight against a Passing Calamity Stage powerhouse!"
"Is he really that powerful?"
"Of course!"
Although he was emphasizing the Demon King's strength, the Blissful Scholar admired Ye Chen very much. With his own strength, he killed the Demon King and shocked the entire Demonic Disaster Area. Even people like them who were far away could hear the shocking news. He could not help but admire such a magnificent feat.
"Hehe, Blissful Scholar, you're always arrogant and think that you're invincible. Now that you've seen Ye Chen, what do you think?" the Patriarch of Hell asked proudly.
"This man's talent is rare in the world. I admit that he's definitely above me! In time, he'll definitely become a super powerful human! "the Blissful Scholar said bluntly.
"Hahaha!"
The Patriarch of Hell laughed and continued, "I've known Brother Ye for the longest time. This man is extremely talented. Since his debut, he has killed many powerful beings. What you said makes sense."
"Junior Brother, where is the passage to the Spiritual Realm guarded by the Demon Race?" the Patriarch of Hell asked with a smile.
However, the Blissful Scholar smiled without saying a word, which made the Patriarch of Hell depressed.
Ye Chen transformed into a Demon King Rank Demon and moved forward. Along the way, he encountered a group of demons.
"Who are you? How dare you walk around here?"
The leader was also a Demon King Rank Demon. He immediately ordered his men to surround Ye Chen.
"Hmm?"
Being surrounded by so many demons, Ye Chen did not change his expression at all. Instead, he showed a disdainful expression.
"Who are you? How dare you be so arrogant?" the demon asked.
"Look at this!"
Ye Chen took out the token and showed his identity.
"Ah …"
After seeing the Holy Demon Tribe's token, the Demon King knelt on the spot with an extremely respectful expression.
It turned out that the Holy Demon Tribe was the most respected existence in the Demon Race. Although they were all Demon Kings, the tribe that the Demon King in front of them came from was obviously inferior.
"Where are you from?" Ye Chen asked.
"Lord Messenger, we're all from the Shengtan Tribe," the Demon King answered with his men.
"Hmm, what's your purpose this time?"
Hearing this question, the Demon King gritted his teeth as if he was very angry.
He said, "Lord Messenger, we're here to find the whereabouts of the human cultivator."
"Human cultivator? What's the matter? "
"Lord Messenger, this person caused a stir in the Demon Disaster Area. He killed countless demons and even the Demon Emperor and Demon Master. He's simply impossible. If this person is not eliminated, the Demon Disaster Area will never have a day of peace."
As he spoke, the Demon King's expression was extremely angry.
"How could such a thing happen? How hateful. I must eliminate this person personally!" Ye Chen roared.
"Lord Messenger, you're so brave!" The demons all bowed respectfully.
Ye Chen nodded slightly, but he was sneering in his heart. This group of idiots was really easy to bully!
Following the Demon King, Ye Chen arrived at the gate of the Shengtan Tribe.
At a glance, there was a formation light screen at the entrance of the city. It shone with a strange light and was very special.
"What's this?" Ye Chen asked.
The Demon King of the Shengtan Tribe explained, "Lord Messenger, this is the Spirit Manifestation Mirror. Everyone who enters the city has to look at it to prevent the human cultivator from sneaking in. Once the human cultivator is illuminated, his true form will be revealed!"
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