Throne of Gods: Divine thunder descends, and the Qilin descends upon the world!

Chapter 107 The stirring of Wang Yuanyuan's bloodline, the relationship between the dwarves and the giant spirit god?

"The Dwarven Realm?"

This unfamiliar term left the members of the Commander-level 64 Demon Hunter Team looking at each other in bewilderment, even Moonlight showed a surprised expression.

He certainly knew about the dwarves—these mythical races did indeed exist on the Holy Demon Continent, or rather, on the former Spirit Furnace Continent.

The first God of Light's chosen one was a sacred dragon;
Dream Paradise and Thunder Emperor's Secret Realm are the legacy of the Elven race;

The necromancer Elex's lineage originates from the undead.
Dwarves are skilled at forging divine weapons, goblins are proficient in mechanical technology, and orcs are born warriors.

There are even rumors that humans capable of going berserk have orc blood flowing through their veins.

But Yuehui never expected to hear the name of this race, which had disappeared tens of thousands of years ago, from Tianqing's mouth.

“That’s right,” Tianqing nodded solemnly, “We learned this information from Yak City. That’s why we were discovered by the ‘Demon Hunters’.”

He continued with a wry smile, "Although we severely damaged the enemy, we also paid a heavy price—four out of the six of us were injured, and our spiritual energy was almost completely depleted. We barely recovered a little thanks to the pills, but then we were surrounded by the Jacques Demon army."

"After finally breaking through, we were entangled by those damned spore demons and couldn't shake off the pursuers. You all know what happened next."

"Exorcise demons? What's that?" Chen Ying'er couldn't help but interject.

Tian Qing took a deep breath: "The Demon Hunter is a new organization established by the Demon Clan more than half a year ago, specifically to target our Demon Hunter Team. Each team consists of ten Demon Clan members, and the team leader must be an eighth-level powerhouse—especially the teams led by the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Clan, the Moon Demon Clan, or the Star Demon Clan, whose strength is the most terrifying."

“The ordinary members are all at least at the seventh level of cultivation. What’s even more terrifying is,” he said, his voice lowering, “that there are supposedly several teams composed entirely of eighth-level experts, specifically designed to deal with our Emperor-level Demon Hunter Teams.”

Moonlight's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and a hint of seriousness flashed in her purple eyes.

Moonlight's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and a complex emotion flashed in her purple eyes.

(So ​​it actually came true in the end?)

(I wonder if my sister was involved.)

"Commander Tianqing," Yuehui's voice deepened, "this intelligence is invaluable. Is it really alright to just tell us like this?"

A bitter smile appeared on Tian Qing's resolute face: "If it weren't for your help, we would have already perished in the desert. What use are intelligence to the dead?"

He gazed into the distance, his voice low and deep: "Moreover, the secret realm is about to open, given our current state..."

As he spoke, he suddenly turned around and solemnly gave Moonbeam a knightly salute: "Commander Moonbeam, the important task of stopping the demons from exploring the secret realm is entrusted to you!"

A glint flashed in Yuehui's eyes, and a confident smile curved her lips:

"Okay, we've got your back!"

……

Deep in the rolling mountains of the Yak province, Moonbeam led his companions quietly to the secret realm that Skybeam had described.

Before long, Cai'er's figure flashed into the cave where everyone was hiding, like a ghost.

“There is indeed a ruin deep in the valley,” she reported quickly, her voice cold. “The elemental fluctuations are disordered; it should be opening soon.”

Her slender fingers traced a simple topographical map on the ground: "But there are at least twenty seventh-tier demons on the outskirts, and no fewer than five eighth-tier demons—including one each of Jacques, Star Demon, Moon Demon, Bear Demon, and Demon, as well as a man who appears to be a Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon."

"It seems Tianqing's intelligence was correct; more than one Demon Hunter team has indeed arrived," Yuehui said.

This dwarven secret realm restricts entry to those at the eighth rank and below, which inevitably attracts so many powerful demons.

What surprised Yuehui was that the Yak tribe would tell others about the secret realm within their province.

"Captain, there are so many demons," Han Yu couldn't help but lower his voice, "Should we still go in?"

"Of course we have to go in," Moonbeam said decisively. "The secret realm left behind by the ancient races must not be allowed to fall into the hands of the demons. Even if it's empty, we have to see it for ourselves."

Lu Xi said worriedly, "But what about our strength?" "Idiot!" Chen Ying'er rolled her eyes, and the little dog in her arms gave a playful "humph," "Who said the captain wanted to fight head-on?"

Yuehui nodded approvingly: "Indeed, our chances of winning in a direct confrontation are very low. But..."

A sly glint flashed in his eyes. "Once the secret realm opens, will these demons be able to resist going in to search for treasure?"

“Even if we leave people to guard them, their numbers will be limited. Once half of them leave,” Yuehui’s lips curled into a smile, “that will be our chance!”

……

Yuehui and her group waited quietly in the cave for a full day and night.

Suddenly, a dazzling, seven-colored beam of light burst forth from the depths of the mountains, shooting straight into the sky and illuminating the entire night sky in a dreamlike manner.

"Seven-colored light?!" Lu Xi's eyes widened, his voice trembling with excitement. "Could there be a divine-level spirit furnace inside?"

Having witnessed Xiao Lei's power firsthand, he was particularly sensitive to these dreamlike colors.

Wang Yuanyuan unconsciously licked her lips, her crimson eyes gleaming with excitement: "Maybe there's even a divine artifact!"

She suddenly pressed her hand to her chest, "I think I can sense... something I need is inside!"

Long Haochen and the others laughed when they heard this, assuming that she was just too excited.

But Yuehui narrowed her eyes thoughtfully—

(Wang Yuanyuan is a descendant of the Giant Spirit God.)

(If there really is something that can resonate with her very being.)

His gaze fell on Wang Yuanyuan's tall figure, and his brows furrowed slightly.

(But giants and dwarves? This doesn't quite fit the style.)

……

After waiting quietly for a quarter of an hour, Yuehui led the team cautiously toward the edge of the valley.

With the aid of Eagle Eye, Moonbeam clearly observed the scene in the valley: above a dilapidated altar, a mysterious portal radiating a dreamlike seven-colored halo floated.

Before the gate stood a squad of elite Yak tribe soldiers led by a sixth-rank Yak commander, along with three seventh-rank demon warriors.

As for the other eighth-order and seventh-order demons, they have all disappeared, clearly having entered the secret realm.

"Haochen, Cai'er, we'll each take charge of one seventh-tier demon. The rest of you, concentrate your firepower on wiping out that Jacques squad. Make sure they're completely destroyed, leaving no survivors!"

Moonlight lowered her voice and gave the order, the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella in her hand transforming into the Thousand Machine Gun.

Long Haochen nodded solemnly, and the Aria of Light shone with a holy light in his hands.

Cai'er's figure had already silently blended into the night, stealthily heading towards the nearest seventh-tier demon.

"action!"

With a command from Yuehui, lightning wings suddenly unfurled behind him, and purple-gold lightning ripped through the night sky as he charged toward a seventh-tier bear demon like a bolt of lightning.

At the same time, Long Haochen also unfolded two pairs of slightly smaller luminous wings, transforming into a golden stream of light that went straight for a seventh-tier demon.

Wang Yuanyuan, Han Yu, Chen Ying'er, Lu Xi, and others, together with Saint Guard Twelve and Saint Guard Eleven summoned from the Eternal Melody, launched a fierce attack on the elite squad led by Commander Jacques.

Intense energy fluctuations suddenly erupted in the valley, and various elements intertwined in the night to form a dazzling net of light.

(End of this chapter)