Seal of God: Crossing the Snake Demon God, Devouring Evolution

Chapter 240 Forbearance
"An Lan, if the six holy temples are to be truly integrated, they need a strong person who is strong enough to suppress all dissenters, just like the Demon King to the demons. Do you understand?"

An Lan nodded in agreement. In his opinion, it was the lack of such a strong man that the six holy temples had been difficult to unify. Although Yang Haoyu was strong, he could not suppress a single holy temple. If there was a figure like the Demon King, who would dare to disobey?
Li Zhengzhi smiled gently: "There is no shortage of geniuses in this world. Your talent is rare, but not unique. But why has mankind never produced a strong person who can compete with the Demon King? Do you know?"

"Because they won't endure it." An Lan said bluntly with a frank look in his eyes.

Li Zhengzhi admired him more and more, but felt helpless in his heart. He wanted to give him advice as an elder, but he didn't expect that the other person already knew everything.

"Yes, the Son of Samsara and the Sword God of Light were both extremely talented and reached the ninth level, but they eventually fell. They only hindered the demon clan a little, but could not change the overall situation." Li Zhengzhi sighed, "In terms of talent, they are not inferior to you. The Son of Samsara dared to challenge the Demon God Emperor at the age of 36. He was so confident that he could even defeat both of them. The same is true for the Sword God of Light. But they both lost because of impatience. If they were twice as old when they challenged, the outcome might be different."

An Lan nodded in agreement: "Although I don't want to admit it, if the demons really want to destroy humanity, the Demon King will show up at any pass and they will probably be hard to resist. The top three demons and their tribesmen did not participate in this holy war because the alliance grew too fast, which made the Demon King wary, and the demons needed to reduce their numbers, so although the six holy temples were attacked, they were not breached."

After hearing this, Li Zhengzhi looked at An Lan with a strange look, marveling at the extraordinary insights of this 21-year-old young man, and wondered how those two people could not have thought of it back then?

"I didn't expect you to understand this. Smart people, don't do things that you know are impossible. Of course, I'm not asking you to be a coward. To grow, you need to challenge the strong and start a battle."

An Lan looked solemn, clenched his fist and said loudly: "Don't worry, Palace Master Li, I will not die until the demon clan is destroyed!"

Li Zhengzhi raised his head and laughed loudly, his voice as loud as a bell, and said with expectation:

"There are still four years until the next league ranking competition. An Lan, I think you will definitely give me an unexpected surprise by then, and everyone will be impressed by you!"

"I won't let Palace Master Li down." An Lan looked determined, with determination and confidence in his eyes, and responded neither humbly nor arrogantly.

The calmness in his words was like still water running deep, containing endless power.

"Now that you are here, there is no need to worry about anything. Just do whatever you want. Even if the fifth demon god Malbus shows up in person and tries to cause trouble, it will be a piece of cake for me. I will definitely beat him back and keep you safe."

Li Zhengzhi had a kind smile on his face, but his tone was filled with overwhelming confidence, as if in his eyes, the famous and terrifying Fifth Demon God Malbus was nothing more than a clown and was not to be feared.

"it is good."

An Lan nodded calmly, thinking secretly in his heart.

At this time at Jialing Pass, if they acted rashly relying solely on their existing strength, they would be afraid of disrupting the original defensive rhythm, and their actions would be hindered.

Now that he had received Li Zhengzhi's promise, it was like taking a reassurance pill. He thought that if he did not kill one or two demons, he would be unworthy of the trust and confidence.

After saying this, An Lan strode away.

In the office, Tan Wan did not dare to interrupt the conversation between the two from beginning to end. She knew clearly in her mind that she was inexperienced and not influential enough. The only reason she had the opportunity to listen was because of her master Li Zhengzhi.

The content of the conversation between the two just now was like a huge rock dropped into the lake of her heart, stirring up thousands of waves in her heart and shocking her greatly.

The demons actually harbored such thoughts and had long regarded humans as captive livestock. It was not that they did not have the power to completely destroy humans, but that they deliberately kept humans alive for some reason. It was truly shocking.

"Do you want to know the gap between you and him?" Li Zhengzhi turned his gaze to Tan Wan and asked suddenly.

Tan Wan was stunned at first, but then a flame of fighting spirit ignited in his eyes, and he said firmly: "I want to challenge him." His words were full of courage and determination like a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger.

"Haha, you are worthy of being my, Li Zhengzhi's apprentice. I have been competitive all my life, but I didn't expect that you also have such a temper. In this case, just go ahead and do what you want to do. There is no need to worry about the consequences." Li Zhengzhi's face was full of relief, and his words were full of encouragement and support.

"Okay, teacher." Tan Wan's eyes became more and more determined, like bright stars, shining brightly, as if he had secretly set up lofty ambitions in his heart.

An Lan strode out of the Magic Temple with his head held high. When he raised his eyes, he saw a familiar figure.

In this magic temple, the only person they knew was most likely Yi Jun.

Seeing An Lan appear, Yi Jun hurriedly stepped forward, his face full of joy, and shouted excitedly: "Boss!"

"Long time no see." An Lan said with a smile.

Then, An Lan opened his arms, Yi Jun's eyes turned slightly red, and he took a step forward and hugged An Lan.

The team has been apart for nearly two years, and during these two years, it can be seen that Yi Jun has made great progress.

"Boss, are we a title-level demon hunting team now?" Yi Jun's eyes were filled with a hint of seeking confirmation, curiosity and amazement.

Two years ago, they were just a general-level demon hunting group. Who could have expected that in just two years, when they met again, An Lan had killed more than three demons and became the title-level demon hunting group that everyone dreamed of and admired. Such a leap was truly astonishing.

"Yes, after killing the three bottom-ranked demons, we were directly promoted to the title-level demon hunting group." An Lan looked calm and told the truth. His tone was so flat as if he was narrating a commonplace matter.

Yi Jun's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief. Although he had successfully broken through to the seventh level at this moment, he was still terrified when he thought of facing the thrilling and cruel scene of the devil. It was as if it was an unreachable peak that was difficult to reach.

Seeing this, An Lan said in a gentle voice, "The Devil is not as terrifying and out of reach as you imagine."

Two days passed in a flash.

The demons had been planning this for a long time and launched an attack brazenly.

On the city wall of Jialing Pass, the atmosphere was tense for a while.

The Jialing Pass had already been on high alert, with its 500-man mages lined up in neat rows, all with solemn expressions, ready for battle, with magic power surging around them, ready to go, just waiting for the order to throw themselves into the flames of battle.

An Lan also appeared on the city wall with his companions. They were now extremely powerful. Ordinary targets were no longer in their sight, and they aimed at the demon gods when they attacked.

However, the demons are also well versed in the art of warfare. If the opponent's demon god hides himself, even if they use all their tricks, it will be difficult to find the perfect opportunity to kill him. They can only suppress their anxiety and wait for the right opportunity to act.

Compared with the Knights' Temple and the Assassins' Temple, the Magic Temple has a very different combat style. Its characteristics determine that it is not suitable to rush out of the city for a raid to avoid falling into a passive position.

(End of this chapter)