Chapter 541: Demon Soldiers

The decades of mortal life were the most peaceful period of his life, and also a period of ascent in his cultivation.

Although many years had passed, the scenes he experienced back then had never faded from his mind. Remembering Da Niu, Wang Lin sighed lightly and drank the wine in his hand in one gulp.

This aged wine, though slightly spicy upon entry, had an endless aftertaste, quite similar to the wine Da Niu had given him back then.

Thirteen remained silent. He could tell Wang Lin seemed preoccupied, and the only thing he could do was refill Wang Lin's cup when it was empty.

Hu Pao endured for a long time, swallowing mouthfuls of saliva, but ultimately couldn't hold back. He secretly glanced at Wang Lin, quietly picked up a wine jar, crushed the mud seal, quickly poured a cup, and drank it in one gulp, instantly feeling invigorated.

Just as he was about to pour another cup, he immediately noticed Thirteen looking at him coldly. Hu Pao looked wronged, thinking, 'Old Ancestor didn't say anything about me drinking, why are you, Thirteen, being a busybody?'

Though he thought this, he showed no expression on his face.

Wang Lin drank cup after cup, the look of reminiscence in his eyes growing stronger. Scenes from Vermilion Bird Star constantly flashed through his mind.

Suddenly, he felt an extremely strong urge to leave this Demon Spirit Land, to leave Tian Yun Star, and return to Vermilion Bird, to the place where he was born and raised.

This urge grew increasingly intense, eventually consuming Wang Lin's entire mind. The cup in his hand shattered with a 'pa' sound, fragments piercing his hand, but at this moment, Wang Lin was completely oblivious, his eyes filled with deep reminiscence.

If any cultivator saw Wang Lin at this moment, they would be startled. One must know that cultivators seek a firm Dao Heart; how could such impulse and prolonged reminiscence appear?

Thirteen immediately sensed something was wrong. He suddenly looked up at Wang Lin, a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

Hu Pao also noticed the abnormality, his expression changing. His level of anxiety was no less than Thirteen's.

Just then, the sound of Armor rubbing came from outside the wine shop, accompanied by a clamor of shouts. Immediately after, seven or eight Demon Soldiers in black Armor entered the wine shop.

They were extremely arrogant. As soon as the waiter stepped forward, he was pushed aside by one of them, who shouted, "Bring out all your best wine and best dishes!"

The waiter was pushed to the ground. After getting up, he immediately put on a fawning smile, nodded repeatedly, and hastily retreated.

Inside the wine shop, many customers immediately paid their bills, not daring to linger.

The seven or eight people in Armor immediately pushed several tables together, sat down, and started making a loud ruckus.

Among these seven or eight people, one sat at the head of the table. He was about thirty years old, with a gloomy expression, and an invisible aura of authority emanated from him.

After all the food and wine were served, he grabbed a wine jar, smashed the mud seal, and drank directly from it without a cup. In one breath, he drained the entire jar. With a flick of his right hand, whether intentional or not, the wine jar landed right beside the table where Wang Lin and the other two were sitting, smashing to the ground with a 'pa' sound.

Thirteen's gaze sharpened. He turned to look, took a deep breath, then slowly turned back, saying nothing.

Hu Pao also frowned, but he knew that Old Ancestor was undergoing a change, and it was not the time to cause trouble, so he forcefully suppressed his anger.

"Commander, don't worry. The day after tomorrow, when that person arrives, we'll unite and give him a hard time, letting him know who the true commander is!" one of the black-armored big men immediately patted his chest and loudly declared.

"Have you found out his background?" The gloomy-faced man wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth and said in a deep voice.

"He's an outsider. Demon General personally tested him, and it's said he didn't meet the requirements, but was exceptionally granted the position of commander!" another black-armored person said softly.

"Hmph!" The gloomy-faced man picked up another wine jar and took a big, fierce gulp.

"Commander, the day after tomorrow morning, I will challenge him to see what strength this person truly possesses. According to our army's rules, if his strength is inferior, even if Demon General nominated him, it will be useless!"

"Exactly! Why should Demon General demote the commander to vice and make this person the main commander as soon as he arrives? There's no reason for this. Anyone would find this unbearable!"

"Enough!" The gloomy-faced man took another large gulp of wine and said, "I'd like to see what abilities this person has! Outsider… even outsiders can be strong or weak. There are outsiders who have died under this commander! If this person is powerful, then we'll use the Immortal Slaying Array to greet him!"

As soon as he said this, all the black-armored Demon Soldiers around him fell silent.

"Hm?" The gloomy-faced man frowned and slowly said, "Are you scared?"

At this moment, people in the wine shop were successively paying their bills and leaving. Before long, the entire wine shop was left with only two tables of people: the Demon Soldiers' table and Wang Lin's trio.

The cup in Wang Lin's hand had already shattered, but the reminiscence in his eyes grew even stronger. Immortal Power gradually spread from his body, and the demonic thoughts he had suppressed within him slowly grew and extended.

"Old Ancestor!" Thirteen called softly.

At the Demon Soldiers' table, the gloomy-faced man snorted and said, "If you're scared, get out of here!"

One of the Demon Soldiers beside him immediately said, "Commander, if the Immortal Slaying Array is used internally, Demon General might punish us if he finds out…"

"By then, that person will be dead, and I'll be reinstated to my original position. Even if there's punishment, I'll bear it; it has nothing to do with you!" The gloomy-faced man drank all the wine in the jar in his hand, then tossed it again.

This time, the wine jar was thrown directly towards Wang Lin's table. Its speed was extremely fast, landing in an instant. Thirteen's eyes flashed with coldness, and he grabbed the wine jar with one hand. At the same time, his expression changed, and his body involuntarily retreated to the side, his chair collapsing and shattering on the spot.

Thirteen's body staggered back several steps. He forcefully swallowed the blood in his mouth and stabilized himself.

"Get lost! I'm in a bad mood today, and you three in this hall are the only ones who are blind!" The gloomy-faced man immediately shouted.

Hu Pao's eyes revealed a cold glint as he stared at the Demon Soldiers' table. He could feel strong Demonic Power surging from these people. He inwardly thought that if he fought one of them, he could definitely win, but two would be a bit difficult. Especially the one who threw the wine jar; this person's Demonic Power had reached a level of internalization. As soon as Hu Pao's gaze met his, he immediately felt a stinging pain in his mind and quickly withdrew his gaze.

Thirteen took a deep breath, put down the wine jar, and came to Wang Lin's side, softly saying, "Old Ancestor!"

Wang Lin was oblivious, sitting there motionless.

The gloomy-faced man had secretly noticed Wang Lin the moment he entered the wine shop. In his eyes, this person seemed somewhat strange; there appeared to be two forces fighting within his body.

The first wine jar earlier was a test, and the second wine jar's intention was even more obvious!

The Demon Soldiers around him, seeing that Wang Lin's trio still hadn't left, immediately felt dissatisfied. One of the black-armored Demon Soldiers instantly stood up and shouted, "Courting death!"

Saying that, he strode forward and pushed Wang Lin.

Thirteen, standing by, his eyes flashing with cold light, immediately threw a punch without a word. The Demon Soldier's reaction was also quick; he let out a soft 'yi', turned his large hand into a fist, and circulated his Demonic Power. Instantly, a faint light materialized on his fist. This faint light flickered, transforming into a fierce tiger, merging into his fist, and clashing with Thirteen's strike.

After a muffled thud, the Demon Soldier spat out fresh blood, his body seemingly struck by a great force, and he was violently thrown out, landing on a table several feet away, completely collapsing it. He fell to the ground, blood gushing from his mouth.

Thirteen, on the other hand, retreated several steps, blood staining the corner of his mouth. He had already been injured when catching the wine jar earlier, and forcibly circulating his Physical Body's strength now only worsened his injuries. His right fist was completely numb.

His Body Refining technique was incomplete to begin with, so its power was naturally insufficient when Cultivated.

Seeing Thirteen make a move, Hu Pao immediately swept his right hand through his embrace without a word. Dozens of small flags appeared in his hand. As he waved them, gusts of gloomy wind immediately howled around his body.

Here, the Demon Soldiers, seeing one of their own injured, immediately stood up, their eyes filled with Killing Intent. People who have spent years on the battlefield, once they release Killing Intent, their ferocity instantly increases severalfold.

Only the gloomy-faced man remained seated, his gaze fixed on Wang Lin.

"Barbarians, daring to cause trouble in Ancient Demon City!" one of the Demon Soldiers sneered. Their bodies moved, rushing out like fierce tigers.

Six Demon Soldiers attacked simultaneously. Hu Pao inwardly groaned. As his Soul Banner shook, a large number of souls immediately howled out, instantly filling the wine shop.

Thirteen's body flickered, merging into the multitude of souls, and he began to fight.

"Demonic Technique Divine Ability, brothers, Demonic Power breaks the spirit!" one of the Demon Soldiers immediately shouted.

The six Demon Soldiers moved with extreme proficiency, immediately dispersing all their Demonic Power. Instantly, six extremely powerful surges of Demonic Power, like enraged Dragons, burst forth within the wine shop. Each of these six surges of Demonic Power possessed power no weaker than thirty Jia. As they surged, they immediately forced back the numerous souls within the Soul Banners in the wine shop.

Thirteen's face was pale, and Hu Pao also inwardly groaned. The two looked at each other, both seeing determination in the other's eyes!

Even if they die, they must protect Old Ancestor's safety!

At this moment, Hu Pao suddenly felt that Thirteen wasn't so annoying after all!

The gloomy-faced commander, who had remained seated, suddenly changed his expression. He abruptly stood up and roared, "Recall your Demonic Power!! Quick!!"

The instant his voice fell, the six streams of Demonic Power filling the wine shop suddenly lost control. With blank expressions on the faces of the six Demon Soldiers, the six streams of Demonic Power furiously charged towards Wang Lin, who had been sitting there all along, directly piercing into his body through his glabella.

At this moment, the look of reminiscence in Wang Lin's eyes instantly vanished. He let out a long breath, and his eyes became clear.

"What powerful demonic thoughts!" A trace of surprise flashed in Wang Lin's eyes.