346: Demon Group

After the blood was absorbed into it, the bracelet glowed faintly, and Lin Ye instantly sensed his connection with the bracelet.

"Give me a view, give me a view," Osai said.

Since he was not the owner, he naturally couldn't enter it.

But he could share the view.

Lin Ye nodded, using a small Soul-side trick to share what he saw with Osai.

When his Soul entered the bracelet, he surprisingly found himself in an exceptionally beautiful paradise.

In a beautiful paradise-like setting, there was a shimmering lakeside. The water was like a mirror, reflecting the surrounding lush green trees and the azure sky. A gentle breeze brushed by, the lotus leaves swayed softly, and ripples spread across the lake's surface, shimmering like fish scales.

By this tranquil lakeside, pavilions and towers stood in picturesque disarray, like a beautiful painting.

The pavilions and towers blended with the lake, forming a harmonious scene that captivated people, making them linger.

Inside the pavilions and towers, the Demons clinked glasses, leisurely enjoying the good times.

???

Lin Ye was shocked. What was this? Was this how a group of Demons should be?

Shouldn't Demons be obsessed with slaughter, with an aesthetic leaning towards the bloody, terrifying, and violent?

When Lin Ye's Soul body arrived, a Demon stepped forward.

Seeing him carrying a greatsword on his back, he was also a Sword Demon.

"Hi, brother."

"Hi, why is this place..."

"You mean why it doesn't fit our Demon aesthetic, right?" The Sword Demon seemed accustomed to the surprise of those who entered here.

"Yes, yes, yes," Lin Ye immediately nodded.

My family, who understands? It's like your usually gentle and virtuous wife is secretly a rebellious punk—such a contrast.

"It's not strange. We Demons live in hell but yearn for the human world; otherwise, we wouldn't always be thinking of invading the surface," the Sword Demon said righteously.

Lin Ye didn't believe him, his eyes full of suspicion.

Seeing his gaze, the Sword Demon naturally knew he couldn't fool him, so he leaned in and whispered, "Actually, our Sword Demon God likes this style. You know, the boss's aesthetic is like this. Even if we don't like it, we have to go along with it."

Lin Ye understood.

These Demon followers were comprehensive in their devotion to their master, including their preferences.

"Strange, which Demon likes this," Lin Ye muttered.

"Keep your voice down. I'll tell you the truth. Our Sword Demon King was actually a Sword Saint from a super powerful continent in his previous life." The Sword Demon pulled Lin Ye, signaling him to keep his voice down.

The reason he told the truth was to prevent an ignorant Demon from speaking out of turn and displeasing the Sword Demon King.

So every Demon who came here was informed.

The Sword Demon King was a Sword Saint in his previous life?

Lin Ye was aware of the concept of reincarnation.

But unlike the reincarnation of his previous life, reincarnation here primarily referred to Possession (body snatching).

As long as the Soul body remained intact, one could snatch a body and gain a new physical form.

"No wonder the style is so unique. After all, the Sword Demon King isn't a Demon," Lin Ye thought.

He showed the Sword Demon an expression of understanding.

The Sword Demon showed approval.

"It's good that you understand, brother. I'll take you to meet the others in Ten Victories."

Saying that, he put his arm around Lin Ye and led him to the pavilions and towers.

"Currently, there are over 13,300 members, over 2,000 Demon Gods, over 10,000 Demon King, and the rest are below Demon King.

"So many Demon Gods?" Lin Ye was shocked by the caliber of this group.

Over 2,000 Demon Gods, which meant rulers. The power of this single group was probably comparable to a God Race.

"This is normal. Most of the powerhouses under Lord Osai will come here for a period of training. If their record isn't good, they'll be ridiculed. Plus, Demon Gods are immortal, so accumulating this many is normal."

Lin Ye understood. This ten-game winning streak was like a diploma, right?

If a Demon God faced a Demon God-level opponent, it would be very difficult to win ten consecutive battles.

But once they achieved a winning streak, they would naturally be taken seriously.

Hell also had academic discrimination? This was unacceptable, a bad habit.

"Moreover, those who can achieve ten consecutive victories generally have the potential to become Demon Gods, so reaching two thousand is normal."

The Sword Demon spoke eloquently.

After all, anyone who saw so many Demon Gods would be dumbfounded, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of having seen too little, a desire to share even more explosive information.

"This Hell is truly terrifying."

Lin Ye's heart was heavy. Just one Osai had so many terrifying existences under his command.

The Seventy-Two Demon Gods wouldn't even need to fully deploy; three or five of them would probably be enough to fight the Four Great God Races to a standstill.

"This is not strange," Osai spoke up.

"How so?"

"The universe itself has only existed for about 15 billion years; its foundation is too shallow. Do you know how long the Star Realm has existed?" Osai asked.

Lin Ye shook his head.

"I don't know how long the Star Realm has existed, but the Great Wizard's lifespan has reached 20 billion years," Osai said.

Lin Ye's heart trembled.

Great Wizard Lan lived longer than the universe had existed.

"Hell and Heaven are also the gathering places of the Star Realm's strongest powers, so it's not surprising that they can reach this level of strength. You haven't seen the War of the Gods; Demon Gods were as common as dogs, eight-star experts were everywhere, and only Supremes could dominate a region."

Lin Ye became increasingly aware of the vastness of the world.

While they were talking, they had already arrived.

"The newcomer is an Abyssal Dragon Demon."

"Welcome. Looking at your fighting style, it's truly unique."

"The 'take a beating' style, rare, rare."

There were only forty to fifty Demons present.

They weren't very enthusiastic, but rather looked at Lin Ye with challenging eyes.

The Sword Demon, as the host, tried to smooth things over.

To be honest, everyone present looked down on Lin Ye a bit.

To win ten consecutive battles by relying on attrition was simply the weakest existence in their communication group.

Even those lower-level streak winners, once they reached Lin Ye's level, probably wouldn't need to rely on attrition to win.

And that winning method was truly too trashy, making people look down on him.

"Oh?" Lin Ye raised an eyebrow.

Interesting.

But for Demons, it was quite normal. A race with high bloodlust, how could they sit down and talk peacefully with you?

The very existence of this communication group was very strange.

Seeing Lin Ye's calm reaction, they lost the desire to provoke him.

The other party was self-absorbed and immune to their provocation.

So they chatted among themselves with those they were friendly with.

The Sword Demon was not surprised by this.

Every time a newcomer arrived, there would be old-timers who liked to bully rookies who would specifically rush over. Demons were particularly interested in this.

Otherwise, there would usually only be twenty or thirty people here.

Most Demons had their own things to do; those who came here to chat were mostly idle Demons with nothing to do.

"These Demons are also exclusive, Lin Ye, teach them a lesson," Osai said, eager for chaos.

"That's enough. If you want to, you do it yourself." Lin Ye didn't bother with these things.

But he had already made a mental note of the most prominent ones just now.

He would teach them a lesson when he had the chance.

A gentleman's revenge is never too late.

Lin Ye's revenge would be executed when the opportunity arose.