Published: March 2, 2025
Whether or not he was dead was not something Feili could ascertain at the moment. All he knew was that his anger was boiling over, to the point where he wanted to tear apart the demon spirit avatars before him.
However, the dire external situation quickly calmed Feili down.
He looked around.
On the ground, thirteen experts from the Demon Palace Security Bureau had died and come back to life, but without the Teleportation Jade, they had lost their most crucial lifeline – that particular Teleportation Jade was proprietary, equipped with identity recognition; once crushed, it could teleport into the Demon Palace from anywhere.
Without it, returning home had become a mere luxury.
What was worse was that the situation had fallen into the hands of the demon spirits – the terrifying nature of the soul creation technique should need no explanation, especially in the realms of modifying tools and cracking items; the soul creation technique was truly professional!
“Whoosh!”
More dark threads surged from behind Feili, madly shooting out and wrapping around the thirteen experts from the Demon Palace Security Bureau within a short time.
Faced with the embarrassing situation of being used as batteries, the thirteen experts exchanged glances and quietly accepted their fate.
Since they couldn't escape, they would fight, but with their strength, they couldn't win. Acting as Feili's batteries was the most effective role they could play!
At this moment, Feili was surrounded by twenty withered corpses; he looked at the eighty or so demon spirit avatars gradually closing in and a cold light flickered in his eyes.
This time, Feili was certain that it was hard to say who would win or lose.
...
The battle in Osgard had attracted many eyes.
There were small reporters, experts from the demonic clan, and individuals with ulterior motives.
Over the past three days, the feud between Feili and the demon spirits had already spread like wildfire. Now that Osgard was under attack, it was self-evident whose handiwork it was.
These members of the demonic clan, who had rushed in from other places, surrounded Osgard, or rather, the battlefield, watching the distant energy fluctuations, seemingly waiting for both sides to determine the victor.
Because this could very well decide the future ruler of the surface demonic clan.
Meanwhile, another “ulterior motive” individual was hiding in the crowd, munching on snacks while enjoying the spectacle.
“Fight! Beat them until their brains are scrambled!”
This person was, of course, Wen Yu.
Wen Yu had three avatars still in the Demon Realm – Yuwen, who was currently the captain of an elite special operations squad under the demon spirits; naturally, the demon spirits didn't think highly of these special operations squads, so Yuwen was rather inconspicuous.
Prison Chief Wen Yu sat in the Eternal Prison, spending his days watching shows and playing games, feeling lonely and bored.
The third one was Wen Yu himself, who was wandering around the Demon Realm. He was the one who confronted Lord of the Jiang Family head-on, and it was also him who appeared here now.
As for why this avatar of Wen Yu appeared here...
With the Feili and demon spirit matter making such a big splash, Wen Yu had created many spies using the soul creation technique. Compared to the core forces of the demon spirits, it was easier to infiltrate Osgard. When the demon spirits made their move to destroy Osgard, Wen Yu received the news immediately.
With nothing better to do, Wen Yu decided to come to the battlefield to see the excitement.
“I just didn’t expect there would be so many onlookers.”
Thinking of this, Wen Yu looked around – a large crowd filled this high ground, and these spectators from the demonic clan were not weak; the lowest were peak level 10.
They had the strongest mobility, the most reliable information, and they understood the significance of the changes at the top better than anyone else.
To say they were merely spectators was an understatement, as the outcome of this battle concerned everyone's future. Instead of describing them as onlookers, it was more accurate to say they were witnesses of history.