"Do you really think you can annihilate the Demon Clan? As long as I, the King of Hell, am here, the Demon Clan will never perish!" the King of Hell said with authority.

Even at this point, he still carried the arrogance of a superior, as if the decline of the Demon Clan was inconsequential, and as long as he remained, he could rise again.

Dao Feng and the others’ faces turned ashen; they initially thought this was a sure victory, that the more than five thousand Divine Domain warriors would be enough to destroy any power. But now, their elite forces were being blocked by the King of Hell alone. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

How could they possibly eliminate the Demon Clan like this?

...

In the Hell Star, Spirit Demon and Heavenly Demon were still pretending to maintain the microcosm’s stability, occasionally glancing into the distance.

"Why hasn’t Miyamoto Musashi arrived yet?" Spirit Demon asked, frowning and anxious.

The harm caused by those more than five thousand Divine Domain infiltrators was getting greater and greater. If this continued, those lower-rank demons would all be shaken to death, leaving only the high-ranking ones, and by then, they wouldn’t be able to take advantage of the chaos.

"I’ll send him a message," Heavenly Demon said, immediately sending a message to Miyamoto Musashi.

After a while, Heavenly Demon received a reply from Miyamoto Musashi and immediately frowned, saying, "They have already entered, but they’re blocked by the King of Hell and can’t come over."

"Blocked by the King of Hell?!" Spirit Demon rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "This is a bit troublesome! The King of Hell will stop at nothing to protect the Demon Clan, and it’s very difficult for them to break through with just their power."

Heavenly Demon bit his lip, more anxious than Spirit Demon.

They had paid a deposit; he had built his assets from scratch and only accumulated a little by now.

This deposit was a considerable amount for him, and if something unexpected happened, it would break his heart.

As he pondered, he suddenly made up his mind and said, "How about we help them?"

"Oh? How do we help?" Spirit Demon turned to look at him.

Heavenly Demon bit his lip and said, "We go to the Hell Demon Palace and pretend to destroy the microcosm’s core so that the King of Hell thinks there’s an enemy infiltration, forcing him to return for rescue and abandon blocking Miyamoto Musashi and the others."

"I couldn’t tell, you have such guts; you actually came up with this idea. Aren’t you afraid of being discovered by the King of Hell?" Spirit Demon squinted, sizing up Heavenly Demon as if seeing him for the first time.

"I’ve invested so much money, I don’t want to see anything go wrong," Heavenly Demon said with a sinister expression, a hint of madness in his eyes.

"Very well! Anyway, we can’t just huddle with the Demon Clan here ineffectively, or else years of effort will be in vain. We must break free from the Demon Clan and regain freedom," Spirit Demon nodded.

Subsequently, the two immediately transformed into two streaks of light, rushing toward the Hell Demon Palace.

The Hell Demon Palace is the King of Hell’s chamber; there are no guards because usually the King of Hell himself resides in this demon palace, the strongest of the Demon Clan, needing no guards.

For countless years, few have even intruded into the Demon Race Microcosm, not to mention this palace.

Before long, Heavenly Demon and Spirit Demon arrived at the Hell Demon Palace.

The palace’s group of buildings stretched as far as the eye could see, each structure grand and towering. Even flying into the air required looking up to see the top floors, emanating a shocking oppressive force.

Among them was a massive black Magic Tower, with a torrent of vast demonic qi surging from its top, endlessly pouring into the sky and disappearing into the clouds.

Even at such a distance, the impact of that torrent could be felt, space vibrated, winds raged, and anyone below a demigod couldn’t even approach, blown away by the wind before getting close.

Hidden within that black Giant Tower is the core of the Demon Race Microcosm.

The two immediately flew toward that Magic Tower, navigating the massive group of buildings like two insignificant flies.

The architecture here was filled with lethal demonic qi; once outsiders intruded, they would be submerged in endless demonic qi, corroded until nothing was left.

But being demons themselves, the demonic qi didn’t harm Heavenly Demon and Spirit Demon, allowing them to easily enter.

Soon, Heavenly Demon and Spirit Demon reached in front of the Magic Tower.

At close range, the torrent erupting from the tower’s top was even more magnificent and shocking, containing countless souls, roaring and lamenting frantically, converging into a surge of sound.

It seemed like this Magic Tower connected to a terrifying Hell, with endless Hell Evil Spirits charging upward, destroying everything.

This Giant Tower was entirely encased in a thick defense layer with no windows or doorways; the only way in was to reverse the torrent of demonic qi from the top and dive into the Magic Tower’s interior.

"Let’s go!" Heavenly Demon glanced at Spirit Demon.

Spirit Demon nodded, and both plunged into the torrent of demonic qi, disappearing within.

Inside the torrent, they felt a tremendous impact; even as top-level experts, it was uncomfortable for them. Fortunately, the demonic qi in the torrent didn’t corrode them, or they would have suffered severe injuries regardless of their strength.

In the torrent, they braced against the impact of billions of Hell Evil Spirits, pushing downward with all their might.

Countless roars, struggles, screams, wails... all sorts of sharp, piercing sounds thundered in their ears, endless and unbearable, as if all the world’s painful sounds drilled into their minds.

After enduring a bout of painful torment, they finally broke into the interior of the Giant Tower.

The central area inside the Giant Tower housed a continuously rotating black demonic sphere, surrounded by a smooth barrier, filled with dense high-pressure black energy, seemingly compressing a universe.

The surging torrent of demonic qi was pouring out continuously from this black demonic sphere, like it would never run dry.

The surroundings of the sphere were empty, allowing Spirit Demon and Heavenly Demon to finally catch their breath.

Spirit Demon looked at the central black demonic sphere and said, "So this is what the microcosm core looks like."

"The lifeline of the Demon Clan is right here!" Heavenly Demon said gravely, squinting, "But even for top-level experts like us, it’s very difficult to destroy this core. It’s as solid as a rock, and who knows how long it will take to bring the King of Hell back."

He turned to look at Spirit Demon, "Let’s do it!"

Heavenly Demon drew a Hunting Knife, and vast Divine Power surged within him, pouring madly into the knife.

The Hunting Knife instantly seemed to glow red-hot, its blade turning bright red and emitting red Divine Brilliance.

He raised the Hunting Knife high and struck with all his might at the core.

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Four thousand more today, I’ve written 2000, sending it out first, still need to write another 2000 tonight, but each Chapter looks very short, might not be very satisfying, finishing quickly...