Did even a Holy Land fall in this great war? A demonic child even more terrifying than Youxuan!

Lin Mo, having just finished communicating with his Younger Sister, was in a great mood and felt refreshed.

He walked out of the Quiet Room with relaxed steps, ready to meet up with Fierce Sword King.

Unexpectedly, before he had walked far, he ran into Lei Jingxiao at the corner of a corridor.

"Yo, Brother Lin!"

"You look energetic!"

"It looks like you've completely recovered?"

As soon as Lei Jingxiao saw Lin Mo, a smile immediately appeared on his originally listless face, and he quickly walked over.

"I'm alright."

"I didn't suffer any major injuries in the previous battle."

"Plus, with the Medicinal Pill given by Senior Yang, recovery was quite simple."

Lin Mo replied with a smile, then scrutinized Lei Jingxiao with a strange expression.

"But Brother Lei, your complexion... doesn't look too good?"

Although Lin Mo was undoubtedly the one who exerted the most effort in the previous battle, and the main force resisting that pervert You Xuan head-on.

But by the end of the fight, aside from being slightly exhausted, he hadn't actually sustained any serious physical wounds.

But Lei Jingxiao, this Big Dummy, was different!

At that time, he was practically pinned to the ground and rubbed by You Xuan, beaten like a dead dog, almost losing his life!

Even after taking Spirit Pills and resting for a while,

this guy's face was still frighteningly pale, his Qi was unstable, clearly showing he had suffered a severe loss of Origin Qi.

"Sigh, don't mention it, Brother Lin!"

"That beast You Xuan's Divine Ability is too astonishing; that power of annihilation can dissolve everything!"

"I took a few hits head-on, and even my Divine Body Origin was damaged!"

"Injuries like this cannot be healed quickly."

"After returning, I'm afraid I'll have to spend a great price to slowly nurture it back to health!"

Speaking of this, Lei Jingxiao was quite depressed.

Originally, he just wanted to come to Zhenyuan Pass to offer assistance, gain some experience, and look for some fun.

Who knew he wouldn't find any fun, but instead almost lost his own life!

This time, he really lost big!

"Serves you right!"

"Who told you to gamble away even your life-saving items?"

"Excuse me for being frank, Brother Lei, but learn your lesson in the future!"

"Is that the kind of thing you can just give away casually?"

Lin Mo irritably patted Lei Jingxiao's shoulder and retorted.

If this guy still had that life-saving trump card back then, he wouldn't have been beaten so miserably.

"I remember, I remember!"

"Brother Lin, stop mocking me. I absolutely won't do this again!"

"If I do it again, I'm a dog!"

Lei Jingxiao nodded his head like a chick pecking rice, full of regret.

This lesson was too profound; he almost lost his life. If he didn't learn from it now, he really would be an idiot.

"Right, Brother Lin, are you going to see Elder Yang?"

"That's right. I just received a message from Senior Yang, asking me to go over."

Lin Mo nodded.

"I guess the miscellaneous tasks here should be mostly handled. Maybe we're about to set off?"

"Oh, I received one too."

Lei Jingxiao responded.

"Perfect, let's go together."

Having said that, the two stopped talking and walked side-by-side toward Fierce Sword King's guest room.

A moment later.

Inside an elegant and quiet guest room, the two met Fierce Sword King, who had been waiting there for a long time.

However, what surprised both of them was that.

Fierce Sword King did not have the relaxed demeanor of someone about to return home.

On the contrary, he was standing in front of the window with his hands clasped behind his back, his brow deeply furrowed, and his expression extremely solemn.

His majestic face even carried a hint of lingering gloom.

"Elder Yang, we're here."

"What kind of expression is that?"

Lei Jingxiao walked in casually and asked curiously.

He was puzzled.

Not long ago, Elder Yang was excitedly dancing and beaming because he discovered Lin Mo, this "Wild Taiyin Sacred Body."

How could he suddenly become so deep and melancholy after such a short time?

And why did he have an expression as if his own father had died?

Hearing the sound, Fierce Sword King slowly turned around.

He looked at the two of them, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke in an extremely mournful tone:

"I just received an urgent report from the Holy Land..."

"Gu Lin and He Yuan... perished in this great War Against the Demons..."

"What?!"

"Those two guys!!"

"They actually... died?!"

Hearing this, Lei Jingxiao's face instantly changed, as if he had heard something unbelievable!

His eyes widened instantly, his pupils contracted violently, and his voice involuntarily rose several octaves!

"Excuse me... who are these two?"

Lin Mo, standing next to him, was completely confused, having no impression of these two names.

But seeing Lei Jingxiao's incredulous reaction, he guessed that these two must be highly important figures within the Holy Land.

"Brother Lin..."

Lei Jingxiao took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, turned his head, and explained in a heavy tone:

"Gu Lin and He Yuan, like me, are both among the Top Ten Sequences of Yanyang Holy Land!"

"He Yuan was the Sixth Sequence, significantly stronger than me!"

"Although Gu Lin ranks one place behind me as the Tenth Sequence, his actual strength is not much different from mine."

"I never thought... they actually...!"

At this point, Lei Jingxiao clenched his fists tightly, and an uncontrollable look of fury appeared on his face.

Although everyone usually fought amongst themselves for the position of Saint, losing two competitors should have been a good thing for him.

But... these two died at the hands of the Demon Race!

And they were killed on the anti-Demon battlefield!

The nature of this event was completely different!

This was slapping the face of their entire Yanyang Holy Land! It was cutting off the future of the Human Race!

This was an intolerable blood feud!

"Holy Land Sequences?!"

"And two died at once?!"

"Then what exactly did they encounter to perish?"

Hearing Lei Jingxiao's explanation, Lin Mo was also greatly startled.

He now clearly understood the significance of the term "Holy Land Sequence."

It could be said that as long as they didn't perish, these ten Holy Land Sequences would, at worst, become Emperor-level level experts in the future!

Every such person was a treasure of the Holy Land.

Yet now, two had perished simultaneously?!

For Yanyang Holy Land, this was absolutely a devastating blow, a loss grievous enough to pierce the heart!

"Alas..."

Fierce Sword King sighed, a hint of sorrow flashing in his eyes.

"Gu Lin and He Yuan also received the Holy Land's summons to reinforce two other battlefields that the Demon Race was heavily attacking."

"Their strength should have been sufficient to handle most crises."

"But..."

At this point, Fierce Sword King's tone became extremely solemn.

"They had terrible luck."

"Gu Lin encountered the Ninth Demon Son of the Demon Palace."

"He Yuan encountered the Seventh Demon Son."

"After the two sides met, a fierce battle erupted."

"In the end... alas."

Fierce Sword King did not finish the rest of his sentence, shaking his head with a face full of regret.

But Lin Mo and Lei Jingxiao already understood what had happened.

Clearly, those two Sequences were killed head-on by the Demon Sons of the Demon Palace!

"Ninth Demon Son and Seventh Demon Son?"

Lin Mo narrowed his eyes, a chill rising in his heart.

A You Xuan, ranked thirteenth, was already so troublesome, even capable of forcing him and Lei Jingxiao, working together, into a desperate situation.

Then how perverse must the strength of these two Demon Sons be, who ranked higher than You Xuan?

It was no wonder those two Holy Land Sequences, who possessed life-saving methods, had perished.

It was likely because the gap in strength between them and the Demon Sons was too vast,

causing them to be crushed directly, either before they could use their life-saving trump cards or because the cards were ineffective!

"It seems..."

"These Demon Sons of the Nine Nether Demon Palace..."

"Are far more terrifying than I imagined!"