Chapter 662: Great Black-Horned Demon

After Yang Ling purified the departed spirits in the Departed Spirit Road and inadvertently absorbed a large amount of Soul Energy, the Soul Crystal in his brain went through a tremendous transformation.

The human-shaped Soul Crystal weaved Wizard Seals and sat cross-legged. It was engulfed by an extinguishable Crystal Mist. The Crystal Mist’s scope didn’t change greatly, but the Crystal Mist turned denser than before by manifold. It seemed like substantial and semitransparent reinforced glass. It closely protected the Soul Crystal, and the soul’s defense reached an abnormal level.

The Soul Crystal expanded and shrank at a certain rhythm, like a heart, and the Crystal Mist throbbed with it as if it were alive. The Soul Crystal released a large amount of Mental Energy, and even though Yang Ling was in the Demon Palace, which greatly weakened his Divine Consciousness, he could still clearly detect movements in the distance, and he also detected amiable Ripples transmitted from the Demon Hall opposite him. It was similar to the Battle Soul Blade’s summon in the past.

“Becoming a Wizard God isn’t an unrealistic dream.” After Yang Ling detected the tremendous Soul Energy contained within the Soul Crystal, he rejoiced and jumped off the Great Wizard Altar. He collected the Great Wizard Altar before walking toward the Departed Spirit Road with large strides along with the crowd, and then went toward the Demon Hall opposite him.

After he absorbed a large amount of Soul Energy, he felt like he was close to becoming a High-Level Soul Wizard. And, after he got to make a Level Advancement, as long as he practiced hard or came up with a way to absorb a large amount of Soul Energy, he might become a Wizard God in one go and become a real Great Soul Wizard.

The departed spirits in the Departed Spirit Road were purified, and the innumerable skeletal hands on the black river’s surface disappeared. The dense resentment, which contained powerful soul attacks, had also dissipated long ago. The crowd led by Yang Ling managed to cross the bridge safely and swiftly, and they closed in on the majestic Demon Hall!

“He quickly broke the Departed Spirit Road. Oh my God, is my vision blurry?” A wanderer clad in heavy armor looked at the white-clothed Yang Ling, who left with the Corpse Wizard King and his companions and were currently far away from himself and a few other wanderers. He couldn’t help but rub his eyes in disbelief. “Could it be that the youth who took the lead is a peerless powerhouse who practices the Soul Law?

“It’s amazing! I really can’t think of anyone who possesses such great power other than the legendary hidden practitioners,” another said.

“Who cares who he is,” said another. “As long as we’re careful, such peerless powerhouses won’t attack ordinary people like us. Let’s go. Hurry up. Let’s follow them quickly.”

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When the wanderers saw Yang Ling purifying the departed spirits on the Departed Spirit Road, they all exclaimed in astonishment, and after they came back to their senses, they quickly followed him and excitedly rushed toward the Demon Hall opposite them. At first, they assumed that they could only go back home through the Departed Spirit Road, which was engulfed by resentment. They didn’t that this miracle would occur.

This guy broke the Departed Spirit Formation Spell’s soul fetters and purified the departed spirits and resentment, which could cast soul attacks. This was really inconceivable. Even Algernon Divine Branch’s Eighth-Level Divine Duty Expert Borgans couldn’t achieve it. They didn’t expect that Yang Ling alone would manage to easily break this formation.

The crowd found it hard to believe, but they were forced to believe it, as the shocking fact was right in front of them.

“Is he a Divine Lord who hid his identity and aura, an unknown Materialistic Plane’s Plane Guardian, or a hidden Plane Wanderer?”

As the crowd walked forward, they made guesses about Yang Ling’s identity and had different opinions about who he was. Some speculated that he was a certain Divine Branch’s Divine Lord, and some said that he was a certain Materialistic Plane’s Plane Guardian. There were some who said he was a wanderer practicing in seclusion in the Graveyard of Gods and Devils. They had many different theories about Yang Ling’s identity, but all could ascertain that Yang Ling’s power was above ordinary God-Level Experts.

When Richardson saw Yang Ling leaving quickly, he muttered in a low voice, “Brother Yang Ling’s practice speed is really too high.” He couldn’t help but admire Yang Ling for his swift progress. He assumed that his own practice speed was already quite high, yet the disparity between him and Yang Ling was as great as the disparity between heaven and earth.

“Richardson, I have said that our lord is the most amazing man and that he will one day become a supreme god.” The beauty Sala nestled into Richardson’s embrace and wore a happy smile across her face.

“I don’t know if he’s the most amazing man, but he’s amazing to me because he gave me the most beautiful angel in all Planes.” Richardson held the Beauty Sala’s waist and muttered to himself for a moment before walking toward the Departed Spirit Road along with his few brothers.

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After Yang Ling and his companions crossed the Departed Spirit Road, their speed increased. They were frequently intercepted by teams of flying demons along the way, but Yang Ling didn’t have to fight them. The Corpse Wizard King, Ophelia, and others, who used the Demon Battle Formation, dealt with the demons.

They quickly rushed toward the Demon Hall, where the Black-Horned Demon was hiding. It was a pity they only saw some strange large statues and didn’t find any Ancient Gods and Devils’ corpses along the way, let alone Ancient Gods and Devils’ Godheads or Divine Weapons.

There were many statues along the way. There were giant dragons who bared their fangs and brandished their claws, and there were 100-meter-tall demons and Twelve-Winged Angels, who held large blades. There were also many damaged statues, possibly because they were damaged by the great battle that had once happened here, or because they hadn’t been repaired in a long time. There were even some statues that didn’t have their heads. Yang Ling’s group merely took a glance at them before they passed by them and closed in on the Demon Hall.

Roar!

Deafening roars echoed out before they approached the majestic Demon Hall. The roars were accompanied by miserable screams. It seemed like the men of Longbarton Divine Branch and Algernon Divine Branch had reached the region ahead of them and were carrying out an intense fight against the Black-Horned Demon, who had just awakened.

After Yang Ling detected the peculiar Energy Ripples in the air, his expression turned grave, and he passed down an order and made preparations for the worst possible scenario. “Everybody, be careful and bear in mind to not leave the twenty feet radius around me.”

“Lord, you can set your mind at ease. Even if the enemy is stronger than this, it won’t be easy for him to destroy our Demon God Battle Formation.” The Corpse Wizard King held the black and ice-cold Death Horn highly. He was quite confident, and the legendary Master Divine Weapon boosted his fighting spirit and courage.

The Blood Angel Ophelia was quite worried, and she held her large blade tightly in her hands. “It’s said that the Black-Horned Demon’s power is quite terrifying, so everyone should be careful.”

No one knew how much power the Black-Horned Demon had recovered after his awakening. If he had recovered to his peak state, then even Algernon Divine Branch’s Borgans and other experts wouldn’t be a match for him. All people who survived the Ancient Gods and Devils War were powerhouses with abnormal power. Even if they recovered just two or three tenths of their power, ordinary people still wouldn’t be able to deal with them.

“Let’s go, and don’t attack without my order.” Yang Ling took a deep breath and entered the majestic Demon Hall with the crowd. He had gotten several hundred Moon Stones and had gotten rid of the hateful Dio. He had already achieved this trip’s main mission and didn’t really have to take the treasures in the Demon Hall. He was oblivious to the actual situation inside the Demon Hall, and rushing inside to risk his life against the Black-Horned Demon would be a stupid choice. He needed to suss out the actual situation and make plans before taking action.

Yang Ling didn’t fear any dangers, but he still wasn’t going to act rashly. He was always cautious, and he surely wouldn’t attack if he didn’t have high odds of success. He would either not do anything, or he would launch a deadly strike at his target to deprive him of his fighting prowess.

The Demon Hall was dimly lit and expansive. It was like a broad golf course. There was a large altar in the depths of the hall, and a green flame was burning on it. A black bead as big as a fist was among the flames, and it shone a black light and emitted obscure Energy Ripples. For an unknown reason, Yang Ling found the ripples quite amiable.

What was shocking was that the whole altar was built with precious Moon Soul Stones. Just the altar alone was highly valuable, let alone the bead on it. A fierce battle had broken out between the four great factions due to a Soul Moon Stone as big as a fist, yet a large pile of it was here in the Demon Hall.

Teams of flying demons with forks ceaselessly rushed out from the darkness and launched attacks upon the men of Longbarton Divine Branch, Algernon Divine Branch, and other factions. There was also a mesmerizing beauty with two horns on her head. She was clad in blood-red battle armor and had dark green eyes, as well as long hair that draped over her shoulders. This woman was fighting evenly against Borgans, the Three Ghost Servants, and other experts.

When Yang Ling saw the mesmerizing beauty, who easily fought the numerous experts, he was quite surprised. “Is… is this the Black-Horned Demon?”

At first, he assumed that the Black-Horned Demon was a bloodthirsty and berserk Magical Beast. He didn’t expect that it was a woman more attractive than the beauty Sala. Even though she was fighting, her every move and gesture was incredibly alluring. Her face was quite pale, and she seemed like someone who had just recovered from an illness. This might be because she had just awakened, but she still possessed great power despite this, and she easily dealt with the numerous experts, who jointly attacked her.

“Could it be that the Black-Horned Demon and Abyssal Demon Lord are lovers or a married couple?” As Yang Ling thought about the Abyssal Demons who had risked their lives to intercept them along the way, he got an idea and quickly thought of several possibilities. The Abyssal Demon Lord dispatched so many of his subordinates to protect the Black-Horned Demon, so their relationship was obviously anything but simple.

The hanged ghost-like Three Ghost Servants were pestered by the Black-Horned Demon and couldn’t rush to the altar, which was why they flew into a rage and shouted as they launched ferocious attacks. “Hand over the Life Soul Bead and all Moon Soul Stones or die.”

The crowd probed the Black-Horned Demon for a while. They weren’t able to inflict heavy injuries upon the Black-Horned Demon, but they still discovered that her power had dropped drastically, and she didn’t retain even a third of her peak state’s power. This was a rare and golden opportunity, and they surely wouldn’t let it slip by.