149: Chapter 149 Guiding the Demon God

They were afraid. Truly afraid.

The Human Race had produced such an unreasonable monster.

Wouldn't the Demon Race of the Abyss be doomed?!

"No!" Demon Emperor Liangu stomped forward, crushing a large patch of bones on the ground.

"We cannot just sit here and wait for death!"

"We must strangle him in the cradle!"

"But how do we kill him?" Demon Emperor Xueyu smiled bitterly.

"Even if the three of us join forces, we might not be able to withstand a single spear strike from him. We don't even dare to approach the Human Race defense line, so what could we possibly kill him with?"

The palace fell into dead silence once again.

After a long while.

Demon Emperor Heitian slowly raised his head.

A flash of crazy determination flickered in those blood-colored eyes.

"There is only one way."

Demon Emperor Heitian enunciated each word clearly.

"Seek help from the Ancestral Land."

The Ancestral Land!

As soon as these two words were spoken, the breathing of the two great Demon Emperors, Xueyu and Liangu, instantly became incredibly heavy.

The Abyss is not just this one layer.

The plane they were in was merely an extremely remote and barren outer world within the vast Abyss.

Deep in the endless Void Realm hid the true core of the Abyss.

The Ancestral Land!

That was the true birthplace of the Demon Race.

It was filled with countless powerhouses and boundless terror.

"Seek help from the Ancestral Land..."

A trace of deep fear flashed in the depths of Demon Emperor Xueyu's eyes.

"Heitian, are you crazy?"

"Those guys in the Ancestral Land are all wolves that eat people without spitting out the bones!"

"Once we open the cross-boundary summoning Formation and summon them over."

"The human flesh and blood of this plane, as well as those precious resources."

"Will definitely be scavenged clean by them!"

"We won't even get a sip of soup!"

Demon Emperor Liangu also agreed.

"Furthermore, opening a cross-boundary summoning requires consuming a massive amount of resources."

"We even have to sacrifice our own Origin power as coordinates!"

"The cost is too high!"

Facing their opposition.

Demon Emperor Heitian let out a shrill, cold laugh.

"The cost is high?"

"Can't even get a sip of soup?"

Demon Emperor Heitian stood up abruptly, pointed at his own palm, and roared.

"Do you think we can survive much longer if we don't ask for reinforcements?!"

"By the time that human brat kills his way here."

"You won't even have your ashes left!"

"You've lost your lives, and you're still obsessing over soup?!"

This outburst of rage.

Immediately brought Xueyu and Liangu to their senses.

That's right.

In front of that perverted human whose combat power expanded without any logic.

Surviving was the most extravagant hope.

"Fine."

Demon Emperor Xueyu gritted his teeth, steeling his heart.

"Then let's summon them!"

"However, we need to discuss what level of powerhouse to summon."

The power system of the Ancestral Land was far more terrifying than their outer world.

Above the Devil Emperor was the Demon God!

A terrifying existence whose Qi and blood had broken through the trillion mark and who had mastered a portion of the Abyss Law!

Above the ordinary Demon God was the Great Demon God, who had truly broken through the plane barrier and stepped into the level of starry sky life!

Categorized by the most intuitive scale of destruction in the Universe, Great Demon Gods were divided into Meteor-level and Planet-level!

"Don't even think about Planet-level Great Demon Gods."

Demon Emperor Liangu shook his head, the flames in his eye sockets dimming slightly.

"We simply cannot summon an existence of that level."

"Even if we three paupers sacrificed the entire plane, we wouldn't be able to gather enough energy to summon a Planet-level powerhouse."

"Then... what about Meteor-level?"

Demon Emperor Xueyu asked tentatively.

Meteor-level!

These three words made the eyes of the three Demon Emperors become incredibly reverent.

A Meteor-level Great Demon God was a peerless powerhouse who had compressed trillions of Qi and blood to the extreme, condensing a drop of Source Blood!

A single drop of Source Blood had a mass equivalent to ten trillion units of Qi and blood!

That was a terrifying existence truly capable of destroying heaven and earth and shattering stars with a single hand!

"Meteor-level..."

Demon Emperor Heitian pondered for a moment.

Finally, he shook his head.

"No."

"Meteor-level powerhouses are too strong, and their appetites are too big."

"If we summon a Meteor-level entity, they won't just kill all the humans; they might even casually swallow the three of us as supplements!"

"In front of a Meteor-level entity, we don't even have the qualifications to be dogs!"

One had to know that their Qi and blood were only at the hundred-billion level; facing a powerhouse with ten trillion in Qi and blood, it would be impossible to have any power to fight back.

Demon Emperor Heitian took a deep breath and made the final decision.

"Summon a Demon God!"

"An ordinary Demon God with Qi and blood breaking through a trillion should be enough!"

"My Qi and blood are only at two hundred billion, and you, Xueyu and Liangu, have even less."

"A Demon God with over a trillion in Qi and blood descending will definitely be enough to crush that human brat!"

"After all, a human Martial God is also at the hundred-billion level."

"That kid can't possibly be stronger than a Martial God, right?"

"Moreover, although Demon Gods are powerful, they won't completely ignore our existence."

"As long as we obediently offer up the Human Race's territory, we might still be able to save our lives and perhaps even get a share of the scraps."

Xueyu and Liangu looked at each other.

They nodded in unison.

"Good!"

"Let's summon a Demon God!"

"Prepare the altar immediately and collect resources!"

"Drain thirty percent... no! Fifty percent of our Origin power!"

"We must open the passage to the Ancestral Land in the shortest possible time!"

"Don't give that kid any chance to grow!"

In the eyes of the three Demon Emperors, a light intertwined with madness and despair flickered.

Great Xia Kingdom, Capital.

Eight o'clock in the morning.

The sun was shining brightly.

A military stealth fighter jet, pitch-black and with a highly sci-fi design, landed silently on the internal tarmac of the Capital Martial Arts University.

Su Yu was wearing simple casual clothes.

Carrying a shoulder bag.

He walked onto the fighter jet with a calm expression.

Inside the cabin.

Huo Zhenshan had been waiting for a long time.

The old man had changed into a crisp military uniform today. The injury on his chest had clearly been treated with high-level medicine and had stabilized.

But his face was still somewhat pale.

Seeing Su Yu come up.

Huo Zhenshan's mouth twitched.

"You're here."

Su Yu nodded and sat down opposite Huo Zhenshan.

"Old Huo, morning."

Huo Zhenshan looked at the eighteen-year-old youth in front of him, with his youthful face and harmless appearance.

The terrifying scene from last night where he killed four Sages with a single spear strike involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

His heart twitched violently again.

"Take off."

Huo Zhenshan gave the order to the pilot.

Boom!

The fighter jet took off vertically, then turned into a black lightning bolt, speeding towards the southwest border.

Inside the cabin.

The atmosphere was eerily quiet.

Huo Zhenshan opened his mouth several times, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to start.

Ask him how he cultivated?

Ask him if he was cheating?

Asking would be useless and would only make him feel more demoralized.

"Ahem..."

Huo Zhenshan coughed twice, breaking the silence.

"That..."

"Su... Su Yu."

Huo Zhenshan felt it was a bit scalding to say this name now.

"Regarding the specific situation of that money-printing factory, let me explain it to you in detail."

Su Yu leaned back in his chair and nodded slightly.

"Please go ahead."

"That money-printing factory is codenamed 'Thunderfire'."

Huo Zhenshan's expression became serious.

"It is located in the deepest part of the Hundred Thousand Mountains."

"There is an extremely unstable Abyss rift there, codenamed 'Ghost Gate Pass'."

"Stationed there is one of the most elite units of our Great Xia Kingdom, the Pojun Battalion."

"The Battalion Commander is named Battalion Commander Lin Xiao, who is a Martial King at the Peak with Qi and blood breaking through ten million."

"Usually, the sporadic Abyss monsters that crawl out can be handled by the Pojun Battalion."

"But recently..."

Huo Zhenshan frowned tightly.

"The fluctuations of the Ghost Gate Pass rift are becoming more frequent and more intense."

"The military's monitoring equipment shows that deep within the rift, there seems to be some kind of extremely powerful existence, intentionally or unintentionally squeezing the passage."

"My trip this time, besides taking you to take over the property."

"The most important thing is to reinforce the Seal Formation of that rift."

Hearing this.

Su Yu's eyes brightened slightly.

An extremely powerful existence?

Trying to squeeze the passage?

Doesn't that mean...

There's a big boss to farm?

Moreover, this kind of Abyss monster trying to forcefully cross boundaries is often a high-level combatant in the Abyss.

The magic cores they drop must be of high enough quality!

A flash of undisguised anticipation flickered in Su Yu's eyes.

"Don't worry, Old Huo."

"Since the factory is mine now."

"I will naturally be responsible for the security around it."

Huo Zhenshan looked at Su Yu's nonchalant demeanor and felt a sense of security.

He even had a vague illusion in his heart.

That Abyss rift which had given the military such a headache.

After encountering this monster Su Yu.

Might... be in for some bad luck.

The fighter jet sped through the clouds.

Racing towards the southwest Hundred Thousand Mountains.