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Chapter 123: The Cruelty of Divine Kingdom War
Time passed quietly.
One day, while Yang Fan was resting with his eyes closed, Yang Er's voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
"Master, we have reached the core area of the enemy's divine kingdom."
The moment the words fell, Yang Fan snapped his eyes open. Without the slightest hesitation, he sank his mind in, and his consciousness instantly crossed over following the coordinates.
The next moment, his vision suddenly expanded; he was already standing high above that Alien Divine Kingdom.
What met his eyes was a massive army of demon monkeys that had been forcibly gathered together.
Six Qi Refining Realm demon monkeys stood at the very front. Though their Auras were strong, they were faintly ethereal and unstable, clearly forces that had been cultivated in haste.
Behind them were dense crowds of Ranked Demon Monkeys, but their total number was already less than a hundred million. Their formation was scattered, and their Aura was far inferior to what it once was.
Further back was a scene of near-total chaos.
Four or five hundred million Ordinary Demon Monkeys had been forcibly driven to one side of the mountain range, squeezed into a dark, swarming tide of monkeys. Even Juvenile Demon Monkeys that had not yet grown up were stuffed into the ranks, holding crude wooden sticks and emitting a disorganized mess of "chirping" sounds.
That could no longer be called an army; it was more like a race driven to a dead end.
With just one look, Yang Fan understood completely—the opponent had no way out.
This was putting every single usable force on the line for one final struggle.
Yang Fan was silent for a moment. As his gaze slowly swept across this familiar yet strange battlefield, an indescribable feeling suddenly arose in his heart.
During the original midterm exam, he was the one being hunted.
An army of millions of demon monkeys had swept toward him, forcing him to flee all the way, not daring to stop for millions of kilometers.
That sense of powerlessness and oppression was still clear in his memory today.
And now, the same race, the same scene, but the positions had been completely reversed.
Yang Fan let out a soft breath. "The positions of offense and defense have shifted."
"Is this what a Divine Kingdom War is?"
Yang Fan stood high in the sky, looking down below.
In the eyes of those alien believers, fear and madness were intertwined. Some roared, some trembled, and some even knelt on the ground, as if praying for a chance of survival that simply did not exist.
He suddenly realized one thing: once the divine kingdom core was seized, all life here would return to nothingness.
There were no prisoners, no retreat, only a final struggle between life and death.
The air was filled with an atmosphere of extreme oppression.
Just then, a familiar Aura slowly condensed in the sky above.
The figure of that Demi-god Demon Monkey appeared once again.
Only now, it no longer possessed its former arrogance. Its Aura was weak, and its expression even carried a hint of panic that was hard to conceal.
"Human Demi-god…" its voice was hoarse, "spare me this once, and I will tell you a secret."
Yang Fan did not respond. He simply took a step forward, and his consciousness Incarnation rapidly expanded. His figure rose section by section, and in an instant, he was level with the opponent.
Yang Fan's gaze was calm. "What secret?"
The demon monkey gritted its teeth and said, "Withdraw your troops first."
Yang Fan glanced at it and casually waved his hand. "We'll talk after the battle."
His tone was nonchalant, as if he were deciding a trivial matter.
The order was given, and Yang Er executed it instantly.
The great war began.
There was almost no suspense in this war. The gap in troop numbers was too large, and the gap in power was even larger.
The Qi Refining Realm and Martial Apprentice believers were like sharp blades, directly tearing through the final line of defense.
The demon monkeys' resistance began to collapse the moment contact was made.
Under the roar of spiritual power, swaths of life were wiped out.
Whether they were adult demon monkeys or juvenile monkeys that had not yet grown.
Whether they roared in resistance or fled in terror.
It made no difference. Under a single strike, flesh and blood flew, corpses fell in heaps, the mountain range was dyed dark red, and the air was filled with a pungent, bloody scent.
There were mother monkeys protecting their young in their arms, only to be blasted into a blood mist along with their offspring in the next instant.
There were demon monkeys kneeling to beg for their lives, but before the words could leave their mouths, their heads were already separated from their bodies.
The entire divine kingdom core area was like a purgatory.
And through all of this, Yang Fan watched, his expression remaining calm throughout.
It wasn't that he felt nothing, but rather that he had long understood that these were the rules of this world.
Aliens eat humans, gods eat humans, and humans… also eat humans.
This is a dog-eat-dog world.
Yang Fan might find it cruel, but he would not feel pity, and he certainly would not be soft-hearted.
Because he knew very well that if he did not eat others, then the one being eaten would be himself.
Yang Fan slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there were no more ripples in his gaze.
"All living beings are sinking in a sea of bitterness; you and I are both knife-wielders, merely crossing our own tribulations."
Feeling the Auras of its believers dissipating on a massive scale, the Alien Demi-god finally lost its composure completely.
The opponent suddenly looked up to the sky and roared. Spiritual Qi in the world gathered frantically, and the originally chaotic air currents were forcibly pulled together to form a silver iron staff hundreds of feet long, spanning across the firmament.
With a whistle that tore through the air, it smashed down fiercely toward Yang Fan's believer army below.
Seeing this scene, Yang Fan also moved.
A god's power originates from their believers. At this moment, the opponent's believers had been slaughtered nearly to exhaustion. This strike seemed grand in momentum, but in Yang Fan's eyes, it was like it was made of paper.
Yang Fan's consciousness instantly elevated, turning into a golden giant standing between heaven and earth.
He reached out and lightly grabbed. That silver iron staff pressing down actually shattered inch by inch in his palm like fragile paper, turning into countless specks of spiritual light dust that dissipated with the wind.
The next moment, Yang Fan's figure flashed, and he appeared right in front of that Alien Demi-god.
His five fingers reached out and directly gripped the opponent's neck.
At the same time, a Qi Refining Realm believer sped up from below, holding a purple crystal in both hands with a respectful expression.
"My God, the divine kingdom core is here!"
Yang Fan's gaze fell upon that crystal.
It was a crystal about the size of a human head, with purple light flowing through it. Inside, it seemed as if countless tiny points of light were slowly rotating, like a miniature world. Complex patterns faintly emerged on its surface, each one connected to the rules of the divine kingdom, emitting a stable and profound Aura.
This was the foundation of a divine kingdom.
Once shattered, everything would return to zero.
"Mercy… I don't want to die…"
The strangled Alien Demi-god's voice was intermittent, its eyes full of terror.
Yang Fan's expression was cold. "Speak, what secret?"
The opponent spoke with difficulty: "Can you… swear… to spare…"
"You are in no position to bargain," Yang Fan said indifferently, shifting his gaze at the same time.
That believer understood immediately and suddenly exerted force with both hands.
The purple crystal began to slowly contract in his palms, and cracks started to appear on the surface.
"Ah——!!!"
In an instant, the Alien Demi-god let out a shrill scream. Its consciousness vibrated violently, nearly collapsing on the spot.
"I'll talk! I'll talk!"
Its voice was sharp and panicked. "I was originally unable to deduce your divine kingdom coordinates… it was the Human Race… someone contacted me and gave me your information!"
Yang Fan's gaze turned cold. "What information?"
"He has been to your divine kingdom… and you also entered my divine kingdom during the exam… plus some basic data… he also gave me a Divine Kingdom Coordinate Deduction Card…"
"Who is it?"
"I… I can't remember for a moment…"
Yang Fan's expression didn't change, but his voice turned completely cold.
"Then there is no need for you to stay alive."
The force in the believer's hands increased again, and the purple crystal began to vibrate violently.
The Alien Demi-god's roar almost tore the sky apart.
"I remember! I remember!"
It screamed suddenly, its voice filled with despair, "His surname is Luo! He's called Luo Mingxuan! Yes, it's him! It's this bastard who ruined me! I was already willing to accept my loss, but it was him!"
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