Divine Seal: My Grandfather is the Demon King

Chapter 216: Holy Moon's Continuous Breakthrough

After using two divine descent spells in a row, Cai'er has now completely exhausted her spiritual power and body, but she is excited in her heart.

The white silk thread drained away An Luoxian's spiritual power and the black word "death" crushed An Luoxian's body, coupled with the fact that An Luoxian had been seriously injured by Shengyue before.

A moment later, the ninth-level demon god Anluoxian died!

And the only thing left in the original place was An Luoxian’s Demon Crown!

Seeing this, Feng Ling immediately raised her hand and sucked the Demon God's Crown into the Demon Dragon Necklace.

In the clash between ninth-order warriors, life and death often only take a moment, and this battle would only take a few minutes at most.

Cai'er could no longer support her body and fell from mid-air.

Long Haochen subconsciously took a few steps back and caught his Cai'er.

"Hao Chen..."

Cai'er only said these two simple words, but all her emotions were contained in this call.

"Cai'er, we are here."

Not knowing what to say, all the emotions in Long Haochen's heart turned into this sentence.

But this one sentence is enough!

At this time, the demon clan's retreat horn sounded.

"Woo, woo——"

The frantically attacking demon army suddenly retreated like a tide, and the seven shining demon pillars in the distance also dimmed.

"Hahaha……"

Sheng Yue, who was not far away, laughed loudly, "It's great! Well done!"

After the holy war, neither side wanted to see large-scale casualties due to ninth-order warriors joining the battlefield.

Therefore, the ninth-level strongmen just confronted each other and did not join the battlefield.

Today, he finally vented his anger.

"Okay, all of you follow me." Shengyue called a few people to enter the exorcism pass.

Immediately afterwards, the group entered the Exorcism Pass.

The Exorcist's Conference Room.

There are only a few people here who are closest to Feng Ling.

"The acting Grand Paladin of the Knights Templar, Number Twelve of Pure Gold, greets the Master of the Assassins Templar." Feng Ling bowed to Sheng Yue.

"Okay, I know who you are." Sheng Yue gave the two siblings a look of disdain.

After seeing Long Haochen and Cai'er holding hands tightly, Sheng Yue felt even more annoyed.

Feng Ling chuckled, took off the adamantium base and Zhan Kai, revealing her beautiful face.

Long Haochen also took back Zhan Kai.

Then, Sheng Yue said sincerely: "Ling'er, you have helped me exorcise the demons twice. If you need any help in the future, the Assassin's Temple will never back down!"

"Okay!" Feng Ling agreed immediately and did not reject Shengyue's promise.

In fact, to this day, Feng Ling had an idea in her mind.

You know, for thousands of years, the six holy temples have always been independent of each other.

But Feng Ling wanted the six major halls to complete the fusion, which would be best for their priest temple which did not have much attack power.

If one day, she is powerful enough and has a strong enough influence, she will have the opportunity to accomplish this feat and integrate mankind into one country.

Of course, Feng Ling is too lazy to be an emperor. Isn't it better to be the God of Creation? Why would he want to be an emperor?

Moreover, Feng Ling already has a plan to deal with the conflict between the two races, but this can only be done after she becomes the God of Creation.

"I didn't expect that in just one year, you little guys have already reached the eighth level. How did you cultivate?" Sheng Yue couldn't help but sigh.

"I meditated deeply for eight months, and then spent another three months learning skills." Feng Ling, the honest child, answered honestly.

"Wha, what?"

Sheng Yue looked constipated: "What did you say? Say it again!"

“I said I had been meditating deeply for eight months…”

Before Feng Ling could finish, Sheng Yue's defense was broken, "You...you are really a little monster!"

You know, deep meditation is very boring. Even a ninth-level strongman cannot meditate for so long, but Feng Ling can persist for so long!

"What's the big deal? My brother has been in deep meditation for ten months." Feng Ling seemed unconcerned.

"Yes, if time was sufficient, I could have meditated deeply for longer." Long Haochen looked a little regretful.

Holy Moon: ...

These few words made Shengyue completely emo.

But when he saw his great-granddaughter, Shengyue stood up and took out the things he had prepared long ago.

"Cai'er, you have made great contributions in killing that ninth-level demon god today. This is the token of the Knight Hall. I'll give it to you now."

"As long as you hold this token, you can mobilize the assassins in the Hall of Heroes at will."

As he spoke, Shengyue handed Cai'er a pitch-black token. The symbols on the token were naturally the Soul Furnace and the Sword of Samsara.

"Yes." Cai'er nodded slightly and took the token.

But then, Cai'er subconsciously looked at her sister.

The next second, she handed the token in her hand to Feng Ling as if she was offering a treasure: "Sister, this is for you."

But she is her elder sister's good sister. Her things belong to her elder sister, and she should give all the good things to her elder sister!

Shengyue: ???!!!!!!

No one can break through the defense all the time, except Shengyue.

"Cough cough cough!" Sheng Yue's heart trembled. He coughed heavily a few times and glared at Feng Ling.

This is a token that can mobilize assassins in the Hall of Heroes. Can you give it to me just like that?

Cai'er, why are you leaning so far outward?

Facing Sheng Yue's scorching gaze, Feng Ling's hand, which was about to be extended, suddenly stopped.

"Hehe, Cai'er, we are one. This token in your hand is in my hand. You can hold it yourself." Feng Ling held Cai'er's hand and pushed the token into Cai'er's arms.

Cai'er glanced at Shengyue, not caring about Shengyue's opinion, and pushed the token to Fengling: "Mine is my sister's, so you take it, sister."

"No need, Cai'er, you are the Reincarnation Saint of the Assassin's Temple. You can only play the most powerful role when you hold this token." Feng Ling shook her head slightly.

"Yes, Cai'er, just take it." Long Haochen held Cai'er's other hand.

"Okay..." Cai'er obviously looked a little unhappy.

Next, after a few words of greeting, Feng Ling couldn't help but touch the white-haired Cai'er and told Cai'er a good news.

"Cai'er, next, as long as we make a big enough contribution at each checkpoint or earn a million merits, we can reorganize our demon hunting group."

"If I kill that ninth-order demon, does that mean we have completed our mission at the Exorcist Pass?" Cai'er's eyes suddenly lit up.

It’s been a year, and she can’t wait to see her friends!

Unexpectedly, Sheng Yue spoke up and poured a bucket of cold water on them: "No, you can't leave yet. If I'm not mistaken, this mission is for you and Hao Chen. Killing Cai'er doesn't count!"

To be honest, he didn't want Cai'er to leave here.

"Great-grandfather, you guessed right." Feng Ling felt the corners of his mouth twitching.

"Okay, I'll give you a task in a few days. Next, you take a good rest. I'll leave first." Sheng Yue felt that if he stayed any longer, he might have a heart attack and die suddenly here.