Soul Town: Claiming the throne? You've asked my Tian Ce Army, haven't you?

"Compared to that little white dragon from back then, you're far inferior!"

Hearing Nezha's words, Leviathan was furious; he hated being belittled the most!

……

Seven Sins Ridge, the seventh level.

The sky here was stained blood-red, and beneath it stood a pure white palace bound by black chains, from which came a series of eerie "hehehe" laughs.

With a tremendous roar echoing through the palace, the palace walls were breached, seawater flowed out through the holes, and the eerie laughter abruptly ceased.

Inside the palace, Freud, wielding a holy sword imbued with the aura of death, stepped over the corpse of a demon and pushed open the inner hall door.

What comes into view are hundreds of steps, and on the skull throne at the top of the steps is a handsome man who looks like both an angel and a devil.

He was about three meters tall, with a handsome face, and his heterochromatic eyes, one gold and one silver, were filled with coldness and indifference as if looking down on all living beings.

The most striking feature is the three pairs of enormous wings on his back; the three wings on the left are pure white, while the three wings on the right are jet black.

This man is none other than the arrogant demon king—Lucifer!

"Another human..."

Lucifer looked at Freud as he walked in. A hint of surprise appeared on Gu Bo's usually calm face, but soon his expression returned to normal.

"Human, you possess the aura of an angel..."

After Lucifer finished speaking, the Angel of Slaughter, Sira, appeared behind Freud. Upon seeing her, Lucifer nodded calmly.

"So it's you, Xila. What? That old guy didn't dare come himself, so he sent you instead?"

Floyd stepped forward and spoke first: "We fell in here by accident, and we just want to leave..."

Lucifer narrowed his eyes and said in an extremely arrogant tone, "Human, you dare to speak to me?"

"If it weren't for Sila, you would have been dead the moment you stepped into my palace!"

Frod was not angered by his arrogant words. He gripped the Radiant Holy Sword in his hand and said, "I don't want to say anything more to you, so, let's fight!"

Lucifer scoffed, "I know what you're thinking, but there are other ways to leave this place besides killing us..."

Floyd frowned. What did this guy mean? Did he not want to fight anymore?

Freud soon realized he had overthought things...

"If you had just knelt and surrendered, I might have been able to help you leave, but things are different now!"

Lucifer stared expressionlessly at Sila behind Freud, a hint of anger creeping into his voice.

"Any human who stands above angels must die!"

Chapter 44: The Sloth King

Seven Sins Ridge, Level 1.

Suddenly, a hole was blasted open inside the obsidian palace, and a figure flew out and landed on the ground.

"Tian Gang, it seems we've angered him..."

Yuan Xichen dusted himself off, and at that moment, the wall of the obsidian palace suddenly cracked open, and a figure panting heavily with bloodshot eyes walked out.

He has a pair of curved ram horns on his head, one of which is broken in the middle and engraved with ancient demonic runes.

A pair of enormous fleshy wings stretched out from his back, with faint red energy flowing over the wing membranes. This was none other than the Sloth Demon King Belphegor.

He was blinded by rage, not only because he was grumpy when he woke up, but also because the human in front of him had woken him up with a Thousand Years of Death technique.

In this situation, anyone would probably lose the lychees...

"die!!!"

Belfinger flapped his demonic wings and instantly appeared in front of Yuan Xichen, throwing a punch at him.

What a great speed!

Seeing the fist so close at hand, Yuan Xichen dared not be careless and drew his peach wood sword to block it. "Four Symbols - Black Tortoise Cold Light Shield!"

As a huge phantom of Xuanwu roared behind him, an ice shield emanating billowing cold air instantly materialized in front of Yuan Xichen.

Belfinger punched the ice shield, and the ground beneath it instantly cracked, with cracks gradually appearing on the ice shield as well.

Yuan Xichen gritted her teeth and held on; thankfully, she managed to block it. Now it was her turn...

He twisted his sword, switching from defense to offense. The entire ice shield expanded several times in an instant. As Yuan Xichen thrust out his sword, the ice shield instantly transformed into a bone-chilling cold that enveloped Belfinger, freezing him into an ice sculpture.

He was finally temporarily trapped...

However, taking down this guy would definitely not be that easy. Taking advantage of this gap, Yuan Xichen distanced himself from Belfengra and began to gather his strength, gripping his peach wood sword.

At that moment, Belfinger broke free from its restraints, flapped its wings, and transformed into a bolt of black lightning, rushing towards Yuan Xichen.

"Four Symbols - White Tiger, Fierce Metal Spirit!"

Several white talismans flew out from behind Yuan Xichen, forming a talisman array ring above his head.

As he swung his sword down, a lifelike white tiger suddenly leaped out of the circle, pounced straight at Belfinger who was charging towards him, knocked him to the ground, and began to bite him relentlessly.

"As expected, these guys are still much weaker than our sacred beasts..."

Yuan Xichen finally had a little time to catch his breath, but since it wasn't a real White Tiger Sacred Beast, he certainly couldn't hold out for long.

We need to use this time to find his weaknesses, and the best way is...

Yuan Xichen reached out the white silk scarf covering his eyes and, without hesitation, decisively removed it.

As the white silk scarf fell, Yuan Xichen slowly opened her eyes, revealing a pair of light blue pupils, and looked at Belphegor, who had already turned the tables and pinned the White Tiger Beast to the ground.

A glint flashed in his eyes, and a slight smile played on his lips; he had seen it…

Yuan Xichen leaped up, several cyan talismans appearing out of thin air in his hand, which he then flung into the sky.

"Four Symbols - Azure Dragon Binding Spirit Formation!"

Thousands of talismans appeared out of thin air, transforming into a giant azure dragon. Its roar resounded through the sky as it charged toward Belphegor, who had already dealt with the illusory image of the White Tiger Sacred Beast.

Belfinger was not afraid at all. He flew into the sky and swung his fist at the head of the Azure Dragon.

The instant his fist touched the Azure Dragon, the Azure Dragon transformed into thousands of azure talismans that stuck to his body.

As some of the talisman paper merged into the ground, several vines instantly sprouted from the ground and wrapped around Belfinger's body.

Just as Belfinger was struggling, Yuan Xichen, wielding a peach wood sword, suddenly appeared to his left. Behind him seemed to be a Vermilion Bird with red eyes, and its target was his broken horn.

His horn was severed by the Archangel Michael with the holy sword given to him by God, and due to the residual divine power in the wound, it has never been able to heal.

This is also the weakest point in his defenses. If you pour violent spiritual energy into it from here, you can kill Belphegor from the inside.

Belfinger wasn't stupid; in this life-or-death situation, he also began to unleash his full power.

With a roar, he unleashed a powerful force, instantly snapping the vines binding him and sending the talismans flying.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared behind Yuan Xichen and punched Yuan Xichen in the back. With the sound of bones cracking, Yuan Xichen spat out a mouthful of blood.

He fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string. At the same time, a golden talisman flew past his eyes. It was his Cleansing Talisman.

It hurts so much, I'm so sleepy, I'm so tired...

Overwhelmed by fatigue, Yuan Xichen really wanted to close her eyes and take a nap...

No!

I can't sleep yet!

Yuan Tiangang, are you done yet? Hurry up! I can't hold on much longer...

Belfinger in the sky opened its mouth, and a black energy sphere was gathering inside, its target being Yuan Xichen, who was falling towards the ground.

"Demon, prepare to die!"

Yuan Tiangang's voice suddenly rang in Belfinger's ears. Before he could react, a peach wood sword was plunged into his broken left horn.

"Four Symbols - Vermilion Bird Flame Spirit Strike!"

A bird chirping sounded in Belfinger's mind, and then he felt something thrashing around inside his body, as if his body was on fire.

Belfinger landed on the ground, knelt down, and tried to suppress the power within him.

However, the flames on the Vermilion Bird's body are the Southern Bright Fire, which can burn anything and is doubly harmful to yin spirits and ghosts. It is the king of all fires and can destroy all evil spirits and treasures.

Although the flames on the Vermilion Bird True Spirit summoned by Yuan Tiangang were not as strong as those on the original body, they were more than enough to deal with a demon like Belphegor.

As the Southern Fire burned fiercely within Belfinger's body, his skin gradually turned fiery red, and it seemed as if magma was flowing within him.

"Ah!!! You all deserve to die!!!"

With Belfinger's furious voice, his body was engulfed by the Southern Bright Flame, turning into black smoke and slowly dissipating...

As Belphegor dissipated, the space on the first level began to collapse, and a gate to hell, glowing with purple light, slowly rose from the ground.

"Cough cough..."

Yuan Xichen spat out a mouthful of blood, his drowsiness vanished, but the pain intensified as a result.

"Xi Chen, are you alright?"

Yuan Tiangang landed in front of Yuan Xichen and began to examine his physical condition.

"Don't worry, I'm fine..."

Yuan Xichen took a few deep breaths, propped himself up to stand, and tore off the indestructible talisman stuck to his back.

"Luckily, we took precautions beforehand, otherwise we would probably be dead by now..."

Although he broke several ribs, it's already a miracle that he survived.

He took a white pill from his pocket and swallowed it. His injuries began to slowly heal. "This place is about to collapse. This door should lead to the next level..."

Yuan Xichen, supporting his aching back, limped towards the Gates of Hell. Clearly, fighting wasn't for him...

Chapter 45: The Black Dragon

Seven Sins Ridge, second level.

"Rengui, be careful!"