After leaving the Xuan Vice Commander-in-Chief's mansion, Mo Lihai had a happy expression on his face. He wanted to say something many times, but in the end, he didn't say anything.
After returning to the Mo Mansion, Mo Lihai took a deep breath and clasped his hands at Wang Lin. His eyes were filled with sincerity as he said, "Brother Wang, I hope you can help me in the Demon General Competition. I will remember this favor!"
This was the first time Mo Lihai had spoken to Wang Lin in such a tone. In his heart, Wang Lin was no longer his equal, but someone who could force the Xuan Vice Commander-in-Chief to retreat with just one spell!
With this person's help, Mo Lihai was confident he could sweep through the Demon General Competition!
He knew the most about Wang Lin's spell, so he was extremely shocked. Along the way, the power of that spell kept replaying in his mind, and he even put himself in an illusion to face the enemy. In the end, he would definitely lose!
Wang Lin's expression was calm as usual. He smiled and said, "Brother Mo, since I've promised you about the Demon General Competition, I will definitely help you!"
Mo Lihai laughed and was clearly very happy. He smiled and said, "Brother Wang, I have some old wine that has been buried for more than 500 years. Let's drink to our heart's content today!"
Wang Lin's eyes lit up and he nodded with a smile.
At this moment, in the Yan Jin Sword Pavilion at the center of the Sky Demon City, a man in a yellow robe was looking at the Emperor Sword in the sword pavilion's array. He smiled and said, "Have you played enough? Hong Lao, don't go there anymore. Have some peace for a few days."
The silver sword in the array immediately let out a sword hum, as if it was unwilling to give up.
The person smiled and said, "If you continue to be naughty, I'll send you to the dragon lake."
The Emperor Sword's hum suddenly stopped and let out a few weak sword hum as if it had lost its flame.
Although that was the case, it was even more angry at the food that dared to provoke it.
Within Hong Prison, after the Emperor Swords no longer came to destroy the place, the blood-red world at the lowest level gradually recovered. A large number of serious criminals were thrown into it. Soon, the massacre within the blood-red world began another cycle.
A black-haired man was silently sitting in the middle of the endless blood pool. Strands of murderous intent continuously surged into his body from the blood pool. The murderous aura around him grew thicker and thicker.
He would occasionally raise his head and a hint of clarity could be seen in his blood-red eyes.
"I must escape from here just like him!"
The slaughter had begun. Everyone in the blood pool soared into the air and began a frenzied slaughter. The black-haired man was like a god of death. His eyes were filled with killing intent, and his attacks were extremely vicious. He was like a blood dragon sweeping across the battlefield.
After a day of endless slaughter, only the black-haired man remained in the sky of the blood-colored world. The people who had just been revived in the blood pools on the ground were all expressionless. They didn't even look at the sky.
The blood mist surrounding the black-haired man was hundreds of meters thick. He took a deep breath, and his eyes shone with a red glow. A rare moment of clarity appeared in his eyes as he charged madly toward the exit.
However, just as his body rushed out, a silver light flashed in the sky. The Emperor's Sword, the Silver Dragon, suddenly appeared and slammed its huge claws towards him. The black-haired man's face, which was covered by the blood mist, revealed a bitter smile.
He used a voice that only he could hear and softly said,
"Explode!"
With one word, this person's body immediately exploded. Even the blood mist around him began to churn violently as it flew toward the silver dragon's claw.
Thunderous rumbles echoed across the blood-colored world. The silver dragon let out an angry roar as it withdrew its claws. There were many wounds on its claws, and this was like adding oil to the fire. The hatred it had for Wang Lin was reignited once more.
As for the black-haired man, he was reviving in the pool of blood underground. He had his head lowered and remained silent.
As the silver dragon roared, its ferocious gaze locked onto the black-haired man. A ray of sword energy shot out from its mouth toward the pool of blood underground.
The pool of blood shattered and the black-haired man inside died.
This cycle repeated itself. Every time the man revived, the silver dragon would kill him. After doing this many times, the silver dragon proudly waved its body and disappeared into the sky.
It had already made up its mind. Since the Demon Emperor didn't want it to destroy the Hong Lao and it was restricted from going out to find that despicable food, it would vent its anger here.
Let's not talk about the matter with the Hong Lao for now.
There was still half a month until the demon general battle. During this half month, the entire Sky Demon City was filled with a depressing atmosphere. The demon generals from the various cities in the Sky Demon Country were all making their own preparations.
Aside from the frontal preparations, there were also many hidden methods, such as using connections or secretly attacking. The kings and emperors of Sky Demon City completely ignored all of this.
Although there was order in the Demon Spirit Land, under this order was endless chaos. This was a chaotic world!
The demon general battle was very important. For every demon general, this was a chance to reach the heavens in one step. If they missed this opportunity, they would be stuck at the demon general stage for the rest of their lives and would never have the chance to become a commander-in-chief again!
As a result, the demon generals cared about this matter to an unprecedented degree!
Becoming a vice commander-in-chief was the same as having the qualification to become a commander-in-chief in the future. In order to obtain this qualification, they would do anything!
However, although this was a chaotic world, this chaos was under order. There was only one rule, and that was that demon generals weren't allowed to fight to the death. Otherwise, they would be disqualified!
As a result, all the methods were concentrated on the helpers of each Demon General. Killing the helpers was equivalent to cutting off one of the Demon General's arms. What's more, killing the helpers meant that the Demon General would lose the right to win the battle!
Killing the helper of the demon general was a head-on battle!
There was also a secret battle, which was to assassinate the demon general. Demon generals weren't allowed to fight to the death, but the helpers of the demon generals could secretly kill or even hire assassins to kill. As a result, it didn't violate the order.
However, although this didn't violate the order, it violated the bottom line of the Demon Emperor. Once this happened, unless one's cultivation was heaven-defying, it would be difficult for them to escape from Sky Demon City. They would without a doubt die!
After all, the death of a demon general was a major event for the entire country!
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe this secret fight as taking risks out of desperation!
This kind of open and secret battle was more intense the closer it was to the war!
Mo Lihai rarely went out anymore. He spent almost all of his time in closed door cultivation in his mansion. While he maintained his peak condition, he also had the intention to avoid all the assassinations.
At the same time, he set up a formation and dispatched many of his old subordinates with high cultivation levels to constantly defend.
While the undercurrent was surging, only Wang Lin's heart was calm. His life didn't change at all. He would always walk out early in the morning and sit by the river to listen to the zither and drink with each other.
It was as if all the pressure and surging before the war were just fleeting clouds to him. Only the zither music was worthy of his attention.
Every time he heard the zither music, Wang Lin's mind would be immersed in it and experience a strange feeling. His mind was being baptized every day.
As for whether or not Mo Lihai would be assassinated, Wang Lin didn't care. Mo Lihai was not an ordinary person. This person was very scheming and had many tricks up his sleeves. He was definitely not as weak as he appeared to be.
Wang Lin understood this point very clearly as he interacted with Mo Lihai. In his opinion, Mo Lihai was one of the best among the many demon generals. If he didn't have these tricks up his sleeves, he wouldn't have been able to live until now.
Wang Lin sat on the side of the river with his eyes closed as he listened to the zither music coming from the boat. He picked up the wine jug, but when he brought it to his mouth, he found that the jug was empty.
He let out a sigh and opened his eyes. He looked at the sky and remained silent.
Every time he heard this zither music, his mind would tremble. This feeling made him feel like he was about to break through. Unfortunately, his comprehension of the Heavenly Dao was too illusory.
While listening to the zither music, Wang Lin immersed himself in it and silently experienced it. He had long gotten used to restraining the celestial spiritual energy in his body. After all, there was an Emperor's sword in Sky Demon City that was constantly searching for him.
However, at this moment, he frowned. His comprehension was interrupted and his listening was disturbed.
"You are Mo Lihai's vice general?"
A voice filled with contempt forced its way into the zither music and completely shattered the concept of the zither music.
1,000 feet away from Wang Lin, there was a black-robed man with his arms crossed. A thin sword circled around his body like a snake, and there was a hint of impatience on his face.
"Make your move. Killing you is the same as cutting off one of Mo Lihai's arms!"
Wang Lin put down the wine jug but didn't get up. He didn't even look at this person. His right thumb pointed at this person and the Finger of Death instantly condensed. It turned into a ray of black light and shot out.
As the black light shot out, a long, black mark appeared on the ground. The grass on both sides of the mark immediately withered and turned into wisps of wood aura that fused with the black light formed by the Finger of Annihilation.
The black light closed in on the black-robed man. His expression changed and he quickly retreated a few steps. The flying sword beside him flickered and charged at the black light. However, the moment it touched the black light, the flying sword immediately began to collapse from the tip. The sword continued to move along the blade like a hot knife through butter. Shortly after, the hilt also collapsed. The flying sword almost instantly turned into countless tiny fragments.
The black-robed man revealed a look of disbelief and retreated once more. Unfortunately, his speed was too slow!
As the flying sword shattered, the black light shot out and landed on the black-robed man's chest.
This person's body turned into a long arc and was thrown far away. Blood mist sprayed out from his body. Even after he fell to the ground, the blood mist still lingered in the air and didn't dissipate.
The black-robed man fell to the ground. There was a hint of regret in his eyes, but it quickly dimmed.
At the same time, a strand of grey gas came out of his orifices. It quickly arrived next to Wang Lin and disappeared into his right hand.
This person wasn't an outsider, but someone from the Demon Spirit Realm. Wang Lin knew this. This person's cultivation was only at the late stage of Soul Formation. He was probably here to test the waters of some demon general who didn't know him.
Wang Lin continued to listen to the zither music...